Hi. My name is Tina. This story is a rough approximation of a learning experience I had when I was 18 years old. I am now 41 years old and have been married to my current husband since I was 28. It's a fun story and very different that my previous two.
To set the stage, I need to explain that I came from a very strict, religious family. Well, at least my mother was. My father pretty much went along with her on most decisions and as I learned later, he never agreed much but she was a tyrant. I did not date in high school. I did not dress fashionable. I guess most kids thought I was a freak. I did not have many friends.
I graduated high school like most kids at 18 and started community college in my home town of Denver. My mom would not pay for college if I wanted to move away. I stayed a short time and did not finish school but my older brother, who lives in Chicago came to visit and convinced me it was time to move away. He offered to let me stay with him until I got going. He knew mom was nuts
Within a few short weeks, I began to realize how stifled I was under my mother's roof. I bought some new clothes, got a job and began making friends. I even had guy friends. I had a nice body but spent most of my time covering it up. While I was not really a prude and I was able to learn some things, I really had no real world experience with men. I dated a few different guys and even began to have sex.
I know what blowjobs were and tried to please a few of my dates but just could not get the hang of it. I would try and try but could not get them off before they got frustrated with me. They were always nice to me but I could not figure it out.
I worked in a warehouse office with 7 other women. I was the youngest and prettiest by far but they were a wild bunch. They chatted and gossiped all day long, Every day. I knew all about their husbands, their boyfriends, their problems, their kids. You name it. One lady was a biker lady named Chris. She always dressed kind of slutty and was OK looking but easily 40 or 45 years old. She never spoke much but joined in on all the fun when we had it.
One Friday after work, we all went to a happy hour for free food and some drinks. I was really enjoying partying and getting buzzed. I never experienced anything like that before. For some reason, the girls were picking on me because I was the youngest and wanting me to spill everything about my sex life. I finally had enough tequila to tell a little bit. I finally asked the about blowjobs and how they got their men off doing it. I explained I was doing something wrong and could not get a guy off by giving oral.
After they quit laughing and making fun of me, the subject changed to something else and we all went about discussing new things. As the group thinned, Chris came over and sat by me. She had never been very friendly to me and never really started a conversation before. I figured she did not like me at all.
She leaned over to me and spoke softly so nobody could hear and said, "I can help you with the bj problem of yours?" I looked over at her and it was the first time I had ever really seen her smile at me. She was much prettier when she smiled.
"How?" I asked.
She told me to come home with her tonight and she would explain everything but not in front of everyone here. It made sense to me and I had nothing better to do on a Friday night. She lived about 5 miles from there and said she would bring me back later to pick up my car.
We arrived at her house about 9:00 PM, very loaded but ready to party to midnight or beyond. She had a small house, kind of shabby but a big yard. There was a motorcycle and van in the driveway and the front door was open. We walked in and a big guy with long black braided hair, tattoos, and a nice moustache and beard was watching TV. He was probably 46 or50 but in nice shape and very muscular. He got up and greeted us. He must have been 6'6" tall and way over 200 pounds. He looked like a bad ass biker but was soft spoken and very friendly. Chris introduced us. His name was Mike and they had been married for 4 years, a second marriage for both. He mixed up some drinks for all of us and we sat in the living room with the TV on but not really watching it.
We chatted a while and all of a sudden Chris blurted out, "Tina wants to learn how to do a proper blowjob Mike. Should we show her?" At that moment, I could have crawled under the table. I was so embarrassed. I wanted to kill her. He laughed a bit and then she did also, which didn't help but they got me to laugh a little and finally I settled down.
She said to Mike, "Take your pants off." And right there in the living room with the curtains open and the TV on, he just stood up and slid his jeans down and kicked them into the corner. He did not have any underwear on and I just sat 5 feet away from him looking at his big penis. She got up from her chair and pulled her tank top off showing her boobs. I never saw anything this spectacle.
She smiled at me and said, "The first lesson is you always have to have your tits out. Guys like that." She walked over to him and kneeled down in front of him. She turned to look at me and said, "watch and learn." She turned back to him and with her hands around his back side, on his nice buns, she leaned down and scooped up his still hanging penis in her mouth and seemingly swallowed it all up. She worked it skillfully as it grew to a very nice size and she was only able to then work the tip and down about half way.
After maybe 5 minutes, she stopped and leaned back. Smiling, she said, "now you try."
"What?" I said. "Are you crazy? I cannot do that. He is your husband."
She smiled even more and said, "I don't mind. Mike, do you mind?"
He replied with a devilish grin, "I don't mind."
I refused but she pressed. Then he pressed. I was very nervous about it and never did anything like this. And especially with her watching. She convinced me they wanted to teach me and between their pressure and my 6 or 7 margaritas and some shots, I gave in. I got up and kneeled before him.