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Non-sexual male-male testicle massage

So I heard through the grapevine that there’s this fellow who does a wonderful testicle massage. While I consider myself mostly straight, I was told I really ought to make an appointment with this guy, his work is supposedly fantastic.

So, I made the appointment. He was to come to my house on Friday at 2pm. I waited the three days until Friday with mixed, but rather strong feelings. One was a bit of fear. What did I get myself into? The other was absolute horny excitement.

Finally, 2:10pm Friday, a knock on my apartment door. He came in, dragging a massage table and sheets. I closed all the curtains, and told him we have to be quiet. I didn’t want my neighbors to know exactly what was going on. If they thought I was getting an ordinary massage, that would be good enough for me.

This fellow was about 5’10’, about 60 years old, balding, a touch on the heavy side, and as ordinary-looking as can be. Not a sexual turn-on by any stretch of the imagination, for me, at least.

He had an assuring personality. I don’t know why exactly, but I calmed down right away. Perhaps he used some hypnotic suggestion to help me get in the right state.

And so, he started with about 10 minutes of what was an ordinary, although somewhat perfunctory massage. While I was on my stomach, among the other things he did was brush his fingertips over the back inside edges of my thighs. This gave me a semi-hardon.

When it was time to flip over, I was concerned about him seeing me partially erect. He assured me. ‘Most of my clients get hardons at various parts of the massage, and any state at any time is absolutely normal. Some have erections even before we start. Some stay soft the whole time.’

So, after flipping over – totally naked by the way, and him seeing my hardon for a few minutes, I became totally OK with it, as he worked on my arms, shoulders, feet, and worked up my legs. The hardon became harder, probably mostly because I knew what he was here for-a testicle massage, after all!

And then, slowly, ever so slowly, he essentially tickled my sack. But it wasn’t ticklish. It was, well… wonderful. The tickling lasted a very long time, several minutes at least. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard without having my dick touched directly.

I noticed that the tickling became a bit firmer. Yes, hmmm, he was fondling my balls. He was very gently squeezing each one at the same time, one in each hand. Sort of a pulsing method. Beautiful! I’ve never felt anything quite like it!

But he wasn’t done yet. He told me that he would slowly squeeze harder and harder, and I was to let him know how much was too much.

It was a very complete testicle massage. He handled them this way and that. Generally one in each hand at the same time. Generally symmetrically, but sometimes in an alternating pattern. Often the pulsing, but all sorts of other rubbing and squeezing. Sometimes, he did hit that limit at which I had to say, ‘ah, a little lighter, please.’ But, I was surprised how much squeezing I could take. And, like the expert he evidently is, he never hit the sensitive spots that would have been painful.

And then it happened. Without him ever touching my penis, I ejaculated! It was one of the most amazing orgasms of my life. And afterward, I was still hard and wanting more.

He didn’t give much more. A few minutes of very gentle fondling as I cooled down. He helped me get up, thanked me, collected his $120, and was gone – just like that!

I jerked off just moments after he left and came again.

The next day, I noticed something that I can only call a ‘healthy glow’ feeling in my balls. It’s like I notice they are there – I can feel them. It’s almost a horny feeling, but no, something different, almost a feeling of youth or some kind of special fitness. Go figure! $120 is a lot, but I went ahead and called him to schedule another appointment for this Friday.

In summary, I can say it isn’t really a sexual thing. It’s more like sensual. Very sensual. It wouldn’t have mattered who gave me that massage. Could have been male or female, any age, any weight, etc.

He never explicitly said so, but I believe his attitude is that it is a theraputic massage, one for health, and if the client happens to enjoy it on another level, well, that’s just fine with him. And if an ejaculation happens, it is just part of the process.

If you ever have a chance to get a testicle massage from an expert in the field, I highly recommend it!

Like Temple Grandin

My wife and I were in bed discussing this and that before we planned to fall asleep, as usual. We have settled down to where we don’t need to have sex every day.

I was talking about Temple Grandin. She’s a high-functioning autistic woman who has revolutionized the ranching business by designing more humane equipment for the treatment of animals. One of her best-known inventions is a squeeze frame. If you put a cow in a frame that wraps around their body and holds them firmly, they seem to calm down during whatever you have to do to them.

I once talked with a large animal veterinarian who told me cattle will sometimes eat barbed wire. They require surgery to remove it. He’d put a cow in a squeeze frame, and do the surgery on the side of the animal’s belly without anesthesia (or maybe with something topical on the skin), and the animal calmly just stood there and put up with all the action inside it’s belly.

She learned that from her own experience. While she didn’t enjoy being touched by other humans, she did discover that having her mattress or blankets wrapped firmly around her body calmed her. She designed a special bed that wrapped her tight.

As I was telling my wife, who knows I suffer from insomnia, she wondered if that might help me. She suggested she put her hand firmly over my balls as I try to fall asleep. I said “Sure,” and she did so. I also put my hand firmly against her vagina.

There we were, laying with each other’s hands on our genitals. She was kind of cupping my scrotum firmly. Not firmly enough to hurt. Far from it. But comfortably firm. Her hand was so warm and nice. Of course I had an erection in no time, but we both ignored that.

The next thing I knew, light was streaming in through the curtains. I had fallen asleep quickly and peacefully with her holding my scrotum, erection and all. Of course by morning, her hand was no longer on me. I didn’t even know one could fall asleep with a hardon.

Now we do that once or twice a week. Anytime I’m feeling rattled by the day’s events, or she’s a bit upset by something, we do that for each other. It’s wonderful.

Sword Swallower

I went to a vaudeville revival convention a few years ago. Dancers, musicians, jugglers, mimes, clowns, ventriloquists, comedians, and others attended. I fancied myself a bit of a magician, but it was more a hobby than a profession.

I didn’t know anyone, and I wasn’t even sure they’d let me in, but they welcomed me with open arms. Four days in, and I felt very accepted. I was becoming one of them, seemingly a big, happy, if somewhat weird international family. Most of the people knew each other from years and years back. They grew up in the business together. They’d meet at various theaters and so on. I noticed they were a very horny, sexual lot. There was frequent innuendo and outright sexual discussion. I gathered a lot of intercourse and other activities went on in the hotel rooms among these people.

So one night, a sword swallower, a guy named Jeremy Blue, was going to do a private show. I was invited, along with like a hundred other people. Everyone was saying that it was going to be a very unusual show, with something more than sword swallowing.

So, we’re all chit-chatting in the audience, when the curtain opens, and out comes Jeremy with a tray of various sword-like things.

True to form, he did some real geeky sword swallowing. Now, I’m not really a fan of such things. It’s not a magic trick. It’s real. Sword swallowers have trained their throats to accept foreign objects, and they really do stick metal things down through their esophagus right into the stomach. The thing that was cool, is this guy had a great onstage personality. He was truly funny. You didn’t have to like sword swallowing to enjoy his show.

Next, he did some things with fire. Putting out balls of fire in his mouth. Spitting flames, juggling three flaming balls.

Then, a hush came over the audience. Many of them evidently knew something I didn’t.

Jeremy started doing a striptease on the stage. I thought it was a joke, but he kept going until he had not a stitch on. Not only that, he was more naked than most, explaining that he didn’t have any hair except on the top of his head because it would interfere with his fire show tricks.

He proceeded to rub fire wands over his stomach, chest, and even his face. I couldn’t help noticing that he was growing an erection during this process. He seemed totally unabashed, like an erection on a stage in front of a hundred cheering performers was normal, an everyday occurrence. I was shocked, but somehow fascinated, maybe even delighted also. Now, I’m not gay, but I do appreciate the human body, whether male or female.

He stopped, lit what looked like a wad of cloth on fire, and held the flames under his balls for a very long time. I don’t know why that didn’t burn him. He put that out, and seemed to be done with fire.

Now, he grabbed one last implement from his tray. It looked like a miniature sword. He handed it to someone in the front row, and it was passed around. I got to touch it for a moment. It was indeed a miniature sword, about fifteen inches long, with an additional six inches of a small handle. The edges were not at all sharp. In fact, it was highly polished stainless steel in a sort of oval shape. Somewhat like the handle of a fork, but tapered toward a dull but pointy end.

The small sword came back to the stage, where Jeremy rubbed it with something. In a moment, the smell wafted from the stage down to us in the audience. It was rubbing alcohol. Then he rubbed it with something else, oil I assume. All the while, it never occurred to me what he might do with such a thing. I was too focused on his ongoing erection, which he had continued to ignore during this whole thing with the little sword. He continued to tell funny jokes. Then, he sat in a chair, and the whole crowd leaned forward to see better. A big TV screen lit up behind him, so we didn’t have to strain to see what he was going to do next.

And what he did, sent me into a masturbation frenzy back in my hotel room right after the show. He slowly stuck that sword into his peehole. Eventually all fifteen inches disappeared into his penis, while he was explaining how it felt going past his two sphincters. Did you know there are two urinary sphincters? I didn’t. One is voluntary, the other involuntary, he explained. He left it in a moment, then started masturbating with it buried all the way to the handle. He announced ‘I’m now orgasming.’ We could all see his muscles throughout his body tensing and we could see his penis and perineal area pulsing on the monitor, but nothing came out. He stayed stationary for a couple of minutes. It seemed to take quite a while for his orgasm to end. Then he slowly withdrew the little sword. When the tip came out of his peehole, it was followed by a couple drops of semen. He put on a robe, accepted his very enthusiastic applause with a big smile, and the curtain closed.

I’m no sword swallower, and I value my life, so I’m not going to experiment with Jeremy’s urethral trick, even though the thought has occurred to me. But I hear the urethra is very prone to infection, as well as physical damage, so I’ll stick with ordinary masturbation – while I replay in my mind what Jeremy did, thank you very much!

Surrogate

Like you, my wife has quit putting out. And she’s only 47 years old. Dang!

Well anyway, a week before my 48th birthday, she asked what I wanted.

I immediately said, “Sex.”

She got all huffy, then settled down, explaining for the millionth time, it was her ‘hormones.’

Whatever, right?

Then she asked, “What if I get you a surrogate?”

“You mean like a whore?”

“No, not at all. Maybe like a proper sex worker, or a therapist or something?”

We both fell silent, because even though the idea was certainly attractive, I couldn’t imagine any practical way it could work.

The discussion was forgotten. A week later, on the evening of my birthday, our niece LuLu was over for dinner. I was almost sullen. So far, my birthday had been uneventful, and the last thing I wanted to do was to have to sit down to dinner with this young girl with whom I had nothing in common other than her course of study.

She did seem more bubbly and sparkly-eyed than normal, which is saying a lot for her. She’s thin and naturally active, almost hyper-active.

We talked about her schooling. She was studying to be a psychologist. I felt honored in a way, because that is my profession, and I liked to think part of her decision to pursue psychology was due to me.

Then she floored me by announcing that she was planning to focus on sexuality. I almost choked on my bite of potato.

In her non-stop, active way, without hardly taking a breath, she went on to say that she’s a big advocate of sex as a way to heal many of society’s ills, and especially personal ills. She clarified, saying masturbation was one of the best outlets a person can allow themselves, and went on to expound on the benefits of wanking.

Despite our age difference, and my wife sitting right there with us, I became fascinated. And, I can admit, I felt a stirring in my pants, as I was imagining this young woman involved in the activities she was describing. Obviously, she must masturbate frequently, since that’s such a strong part of her belief system.

As I was pondering that, and LuLu stopped for an odd moment, my wife interjected, “So you like to masturbate a lot?”

“Oh, yes,” she freely admitted.

My wife didn’t stop there. Turning to me, “And you masturbate quite a bit too, don’t you?”

Geez! That was embarrassing. How does one answer that? But, figuring how forthcoming LuLu was being, I went ahead and admitted that I do wank quite a bit.

The conversation intensified, until finally, with my wife’s help, LuLu had us engaged in a game of strip poker. But it was just her and I. My wife then went into the den to watch TV or something.

I was naked first. Although embarrassed in a way, I was becoming OK with the fact that I was displaying an obvious erection to this young girl. Looking at those luscious tits, how could I resist?

I didn’t know where this was going, but of course I caught on early that it was my birthday, and this, being here with LuLu, was somehow my wife’s present to me. Furthermore, there was so much talk of masturbation that I pretty much knew I wouldn’t be fucking LuLu. Frankly, as pretty as she was, I didn’t really want to. But anything else would be absolutely OK with me.

She wanted to see our jetted tub. My wife and I have a big jetted tub in our bathroom, and before long, LuLu and I were luxuriating in the warm water. I started to follow her lead. She was rubbing her pussy with one hand while conversing with me. So, I started touching my flagpole of a penis.

We were laying in the tub facing each other. Me at one end, her at the other. Our legs overlapped, her feet coming almost to my crotch. After words of encouragement about how big my penis is (it’s only an average 6 inches), and how nice it looks (it’s just an average penis), she scootched forward a bit, and placed her feet gently against my balls, as I widened my legs as much as I could in the tub to allow her better access. She then started kind of grabbing my penis awkwardly between her feet. Finally, with only her feet, she jerked me off, until I released big jets of semen into the water. As I had one of the strongest orgasms of my life, she cheered. Before we left the tub, as my penis was reducing in size in post-orgasmic glow, right there in front of me, as if it was the natural thing in the whole world, LuLu rubbed herself to a series of strong orgasms.

Shortly after our bath, she went home. My wife welcomed me in bed with lots of kisses (but nothing else), and asked, “Did you like my gift?”

43 First Time Blowjobs

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1. “I tried my best, but he kinda just wanted to fuck my mouth like they do it in porn. That couldn’t really happen because I had a hard time with my teeth. I wasn’t that good, so I just told him masturbate into my mouth. He came, and I swallowed. I believe the only reason I swallowed because I had Brussels sprouts early that day that I didn’t like. So in the moment, the cum didn’t taste bad. I don’t remember the taste of it though, all I know was that it tasted better than Brussels sprouts.”

2. “Awkward. I had no idea how to keep my teeth from touching it. I was next to a fish tank and I felt so judged by all of the fish.”

3. “We were both 14. We hid in the bushes somewhere. He was rock hard which scared me, and dribbled into my mouth for what felt like forever. He groaned a lot and said my name in a dying-battery type of voice.”

4. “Common sense tells you dicks should taste like skin… because they’re covered in skin. Sweaty skin. But that was still a surprise. I was like licking the inner soft spot of someone’s sweaty arm.”

5. “Oh, my god I’m about to put a dick in my mouth! Am I doing this right? God, I hope this is right. Should I actually SUCK?! Yeah, lick right there, that’s the ‘sensitive’ part… damn this is tiring. My mouth hurts. What do I do when he cums? What if I gag/puke? Does he like this? Oh no. He’s gonna cum, that’s what you wanted, right dummy? Blech it’s warm, slimy, and salty. Mostly slimy. Try to swallow. Nope. Just let it coolly ooze out of your mouth on his dick. That’ll work. He’s found you out! Apologize. Grab towel and wipe off mouth. Cuddle. Fall asleep.”

6. “It was my 22nd birthday and I had gotten in a huge fight with my former best friend, who happened to be at the same bar we were at celebrating my birthday. I was upset so I just poured shots down my throat (ended up with over a $200 bar tab). Was dancing with a guy and got really turned on so I told him I wanted to go down on him. We went out to the patio area where I thought was secluded and pulled down his pants and I started to give him head. I was drunk so I don’t remember anything but him moaning a lot, and then somebody came out onto the patio to stop us. Turns out, we were right in front of a window and everybody saw. I started crying and my friends got me home. Almost four years later and I STILL have not lived this down.”

7. I was 16. I been crushing on a neighbor guy for months. He was your typical teenage bad boy. He asked me to skip school one morning and go over to his place. He’d never given me the time of day before. I go over around 8:30. He’s not wasting any time. He takes me straight to the couch and we start making out. He unzips his pants and kinda pushes my head down. I was aiming to please so I didn’t resist. I’m doing my best not to scratch his dick with my teeth, and he starts pushing on the back of my head. I gagged a little. He did it again, I gagged again. I asked him to please stop pushing on my head because it was making me gag. Turns out this guy was a fucking asshole. He did it again, harder. I puked all over him. Covered his dick, balls, pants, underwear, couch, and floor with my breakfast. He yells ‘What the fuck!?’ We both jump up, he’s disgusted, I’m utterly mortified. He runs to the sink, I’m frantically looking around for a towel or something. He turns to me, puke covered pants around his knees, dick still dripping chunks and tells me to just leave. I ran home crying. Never talked to that fucking asshole again.”

8. “First blowjob I ever gave was hands-down the worst blowjob ever in the history of blowjobs. It was my best friend’s brother. My best friend was super psycho protective over her brothers, so I was terrified she was going to wake up and come beat me up the entire time I had this dick in my mouth. Literally had no idea how to go about the deed, so coupled with my bone-gripping terror, I more or less chewed on his dick until he came. Not sucking, or licking, but gentle gnawing with my panicked eyes glued on the door. I had never seen a dick in real life before, only pictures. He was Native American, so it freaked me the fuck out when his pubes were stick straight instead of curly. There I am, a terrified virgin gnawing away at this alien member until he came and I literally ran out of the room and didn’t talk to him for almost a month. Flash forward years later. Dude tracks me down on Facebook, and starts randomly sending me videos of him jacking off, telling me he’s never gotten the feel of my teeth out of his head, and no blowjob will ever be as good. Fucking weirdo.”

9. “I have never been more aware of my teeth than I was at that moment. I’d had it hyped up in my mind so much that you keep your teeth far, far away from the penis or it will be absolute agony that I was convinced he’d be better off sticking his dick into a spool of barbed wire. Turns out, unless you’re straight-up chomping away at it, it’s pretty easy to keep them out of the way.”

10. “Oh man, I did so much research beforehand ha-ha. I Yahoo’d it, and downloaded porn so I could study up. I practiced shoving my toothbrush down my throat, for deep throat practice. I read that it’s hard on your jaw, so I chewed lots of gum to train my face muscles. I think I took notes and everything. You could probably make a Rocky-type montage of my blow job training as a dorky teenager with acne and braces. When it came to the deed, I was so nervous and I felt like I was taking an exam, and literally switched from technique to technique: mint in mouth, fizzy water, warm tea. Then sucking, swirling the head, blowing on tip, to name just a few. Deep throat, but only once lol. I think I just confused the poor guy’s penis, but he came anyway, because he was also a super inexperienced teenager.”

11. “Terrifying, I had no clue what I was doing. The family computer was in the living room so any Googling was risky. I got my tips from Cosmo. When I started humming my boyfriend asked what the fuck I was doing.”

12. “He was guiding me through everything so that was helpful. ‘Right there… just like that. All the way up and all the way down. Try not to use your teeth. Wanna try using two hands?’ Me: ‘My mouth is getting kinda tired’ Him: ‘You can just spit on it and stroke it for a while with your hands—I’ll warn you when I’m getting close.’ But during it I felt pretty powerful looking into his eyes and hearing him softly moan every now and then — knowing that I was the one causing his pleasure.”

13. “‘Ok… Here we go… I hope I’m not horrible at it. Ok… Hmmm this isn’t too bad, ok, apply some of the things you’ve seen in porn and some advice you’ve gotten from Cosmo. This doesn’t taste like anything… Good! No teeth! No teeth! Ok… Alright, he’s enjoying it… I think… Ok good… he’s moaning, good sign. God… ah! WTH? Oh, he came. Oh ok… Good. Hmmm cum doesn’t really taste like anything. Consistency is kind of gross. Not as bad as I thought. Interesting.’

14. “Pretty awkward. I just kept thinking, WTF am I doing? I feel dumb. Does he like this? Well he for sure did and came all over my shirt as we were about to go to a pool party. I tried so hard to get it off but I was a rookie and used hot water! Now I love doing it. It’s probably my favorite thing to do. I don’t even need reciprocation. 10/10 my boyfriend is a happy man.”

15. “For me, it was an experience of ‘Meh? Meh.’ That’s pretty much how I still feel about it. For him, I guess it was either the best or the worst thing he had experienced. He came while laughing and kept laughing for a good five minutes after while I felt stupid and embarrassed and thought ‘Welp, no porno or Hollywood movie ever told me about this part’.’ I didn’t dare ask him if it was laughably good or laughably bad and to this day, 10 years later, I still have no idea if he and his friends knows me as the terribly bad or terribly good blowjob girl.”

16. “It was awkward at first. I remember feeling half grossed out and half turned on. He kept telling me to think of it like Go-Gurt. I remember my jaw was hurting and so were my knees and the bastard didn’t even give me a courtesy warning when he was going to cum. I swallowed most of it but some of it came out. He said he thought it would be better if he didn’t warn me… even though he knew it was my first time!”

17. “We were watching his favorite movie and I didn’t have the heart to tell him I wanted to make out… so I started getting fidgety and thinking I totally could give a blow job. I could touch the back of my throat and not gag. So I started playing with him, trying to be sly and the conversation was like,

Him: W-what are you doing?

Me: Do you trust me?

Him: Of course I do. (Bright red face)

Me: Then keep watching your movie

And it kinda happened. I had no clue what I was doing really, I mean, I read some articles because I wanted to know do’s and don’ts. But he definitely didn’t expect it… and I didn’t expect him to cum that fast. But I swallowed. It didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would. Just made me really thirsty.

We’re still together today.”

18. “First of all, this was the first time I had seen someone of the opposite sex naked. So this was also this first time I had seen a penis in real life that didn’t belong to some kid whose diaper I was changing. Being 19 this wasn’t only mildly embarrassing, but also strange because we were in my dorm room and the girls that lived next to me were in their room making a bunch of racket. So we get started. Lucky me they were huge, I could already see the outline in their briefs, problem was I have a small mouth. (Being a dork) I had read something off handed on a Cosmo magazine about ‘how to give the best head’ and tried to keep that in mind. Something about using an 8 count?

Underwear comes off and the thing is right in front of my face, But I could hardly get it in my mouth, and when I could it was practically prying my jaws apart. I could only go about 1/5 of the way down, it was insane…

Ended up just licking it really awkwardly, and using my hands mostly. At the end of it he just told me ‘it was okay, I guess.’

19. “It happened for the first time about 7 months ago. I had like no experience doing ANYTHING sexual at all, so I figured a BJ would be the simplest option for me. We were both on the couch and I started off with a HJ. The feeling of it was so foreign, yet so intriguing at the same time. The warmth of his dick, the way it pulsates… as much as I had fun playing with it, I quickly realized that this wasn’t going to mean much in the long run since I really had no idea what I was doing. I couldn’t tell which part of the dick felt better to touch or rub, it looked all the same to me besides the obvious head and shaft parts. The only thing going for me at this point was a few tips I read about on Reddit prior to this. After a few minutes of that, I laid down on my stomach and took his dick into my mouth. It was like playing with a meat-rod joystick that took up most of the space in my mouth. There wasn’t a taste of it that stood out to me, it was more like texture of the dick and the thickness of it. The head seemed very smooth to me, the underneath of the head suddenly more rigid, and the shaft feeling like it was just THICK. I recall running my tongue around his head, wondering how much he was getting from this. I didn’t go very far down on him, I was focusing only on the head and upper shaft.

My mouth is pretty small, so it wasn’t going to take in a lot during this first encounter. The further I shoved it in, the more I felt like I was going to gag. I was pretty good with making sure he didn’t hit my teeth, but I probably still sucked (in a bad way) at it because I went on for 15-20 minutes before he pried me off. Granted his sister had woken up and was walking around the house but that was the end of it for a while. The next day my mouth was sore, my throat hurt (despite not going in that far), and I felt like I was SURE I got some kind of STD. Within a week, it went away but I was scared for a while. I honestly felt like I fucked up the whole experience and he would never try again with me. To my surprise, he still kept on visiting me and tried again with me like after a month or so (when we were finally alone again). I think my third time I finally got him to cum after 10 minutes. I was also going MUCH further down on him (to a point that it hits my tonsils now) and I used way more tongue as I was pulling him into my mouth. When he finally came, I took it all in and swallowed. It was like a sort of mucus to me in both feeling and taste, but I didn’t mind. I felt finally rewarded after failing a few times. I had my hand at the very base of dick and loved the feeling as it shook intensely from his orgasm. I still feel kinda clueless since the two of us don’t communicate well, but given that he’s always so close to me, he seems to be enjoying it. Hell, I’ve caught him making quick glances at his stiffy as he’s sitting next to me on the couch, as if he’s anticipating what I’m going to do next.”

20. “Constantly worrying about sucking too hard/not hard enough/accidental teeth, plus the most awkward situation of my mouth being busy but not my brain. So I’m sitting there with this weird fleshy thing in my mouth like ‘…I can’t see anything but pubes… he’s not doing anything, am I doing this right?… this smells weird.’”

21. “I was almost twenty and he was my first boyfriend. He goes to an extremely conservative Christian college that does not allow women to be in the men’s dorms overnight, so we were sleeping in the backseat of my car in a deserted corner of the parking lot. We’d had sex before, but never oral. As horny as we were that night, we knew from experience that trying to bang in my back seat would be difficult, cramped, exhausting, and likely to get us caught. (The story of how I lost my virginity.) But a blowjob we could get away with. I volunteered, but warned him that I was clueless and would need help. He guided me through it very kindly and helpfully, giving me pointers on how to lick and suck the way he particularly liked it. He has an ex that we was with for a long time and was sexually active with, which normally bothers me a little, but that night it was helpful because he was able to be specific on how to angle his dick into the side of my mouth so I could deep-throat without choking or biting too hard. He said it was fine if it scraped against my molars a little bit. He gave all this advice in a low, gentle voice and stroked my hair. It was actually really nice. Once I’d gotten the hang of it, he started pushing my head down, which messed up my rhythm a little, but I get off on being controlled during sex so it was kind of hot. I still ask him to do that sometimes. When he came, I only knew because he warned me — I didn’t realize that the taste in my mouth was cum until after I swallowed. He didn’t expect that. I gave him a weird look and asked him what the hell else he expected me to do with it. Spit it out on the floor of my car? He reciprocated via fingers (cunnilingus proved a bit too difficult in the car) and we fell asleep cuddled up in the backseat. We’re still together. All in all, a very pleasant first blowjob experience.”

22. “I got nauseous and gagged a lot. He said it was okay if I stopped. Then I started crying because I’d wanted to do something special for his birthday (we’d been dating about two months at that point) and he said it was fine and we’d try some other time.”

Got my period two days later. My period makes me nauseous and weepy. Many a-ha’s were a-ha’d. (I did end up successfully completing a blowjob like two months later. My general reaction was “wow, this is really sour and kind of savory, it’s not salty at all.”)”

23. “Awful… for him. I had braces and I’m still not sure why he would knowingly accept a metal BJ. He soon learned it was not a good idea when a part of the band on my molar met his dick.”

24. It was with my ex-boyfriend 3 years ago. I was a virgin at that time. My ex-boyfriend was 3 years older than me and had a good star boy vibe too.

It was my first time touching a dick. felt so heavy and warm. When I start giving him the hand job, it suddenly got hard like a rock but went soft again. When It got soft a droplet of precum came out of his penis top. I got so horny by witnessing that. I licked it, it was slippery and salty, OMG I loved it. I wanted more precum, so I pulled out all my strength and started sucking out his dick. I felt that salty liquid, Yes he is a precum machine. He got rock hard again, I was on my work, mining out all his precum up to the last drop. Suddenly he started moaning and I felt his dick was getting fat and harder. This dude squirted out all his cum, which I had never tasted in my mouth. It was more like precum but was warm.

25. I was immature to say the least and lied to him when he asked me if I had ever sucked cocks before… it’s the reason I still crave the cock sucking as soon as I put his cock in my mouth I had a climax but at the time had no clue what it was but it happened once more when he squirted his cum in my mouth… I thought he had just peed in my mouth till he said swallow the cum so there would be no mess in his car for his wife to find…. I waited till he dropped me off to get sick and throw up… When he asked me 3 days later to do it again I could not wait and I never have gotten sick since.

26. Tonight was the night for me. My boyfriend and I, we have been together for a year and a half and we celebrated today with a great dinner and a great loving session after.

Although we don’t want to go into sex yet, we have been doing some other things and two months ago it was my first handjob on him.

Tonight tho, I asked him if I could kiss him down there. And he smiled.

I went down kissing his chest and then started to move my boobs on him. He was super excited. When he was almost coming, I put it in my mouth and he held my head with his hands as if he was liking it. No longer than 30 seconds after, he came in my mouth. It was a weird feeling, having a penis in your mouth is weird but I was liking it even though I was confused. When he came, I was amazed and not sure about what to do so I swallowed it. He couldn’t believe it. It was amazing and we both loved it.

27. I was so proud! I had studied books on the subject and watched a few porn videos. Then, I discussed it with my boyfriend. He was so supportive, and let me know that if I were uncomfortable with the idea of putting a penis in my mouth, that he would understand and not expect it.

Finally, I decided that I would try it. In fact, a co-worker who said that she was an expert, always said, “Try it – you’ll like it.” So I told my BF that I wanted to give it a try.

He took me to our favorite restaurant for a delicious meal, and even got us some fine wine – for liquid courage. Later, at his apartment, he again asked if I were still sure that it was something that I wanted. At that time, I wanted nothing more than to get on my knees before him!

The actual act was much better than I expected. He offered suggestions, and waned me that he was about to cum. I had gone this far, so I pulled him closer, and would not let him pull out. I swallowed every drop, and still do!

28. From all my sexual experiences at first I’m always a bit nervous in my head bc I have to think about it and figure out my first move while beginning to suck. When I start I always close my eyes to relax my nerves because it’s always my first time especially doing it with someone new. But after I start feeling like he’s liking it, I get comfortable and begin doing some sexy tricks with my tongue 😅. Sooner or later he’ll tell me he’s about to cum or when he starts breathing harder I tend to get myself prepared for it. As soon as he does it, It’s like my blood rushes through the inside of my skin and the taste of his sperm in my mouth gets all salty and thick with a light chemically taste that fills my mouth like a donut 😩 and it makes me feel good that he climaxed and I’ve made him do that with my wonderful mouth and tongue.

29. The first time I did it I was very nervous and didn’t like it. The second time was on a guy I met at a party. That was a ten-second wonder. After that I found ways to enjoy it. Later I took a class in it! Seriously! Honestly, if my vagina sealed itself up somehow I would specialize in oral sex. It’s something my bisexual husband and I compare notes in and share techniques! LOL!

30. My first was awkward and a bit surreal, I was deeply in love with the guy and I was fairly young and still in high school. I had read about sex and saw everything there was to see from tons of foreign and domestic porn that my best friend and I would watch after she found the secret hiding place her father used to keep it, he had every type of porn known to man and on sleep overs we certainly got our fill in her little hide away in the basement we called our nest. I used to see lots of blowjobs and oral sex on those old video tapes though I was not eager to really try it out. However my boyfriend was begging for it so much that one day I did attempt it with him in his parents garage, it was very awkward and I did not like or even realize there would be scents or odors and taste that were not really appetizing or to my liking at that time of my life, I was so afraid that I was not doing it well but he did instruct me in a pleasant and loving way, it did not take him long and without warning he lost what felt like gallons of his manhood in my mouth, I coughed and gagged and he held my head strongly against his tummy forcing himself into my mouth to where I felt like I would not be able to breathe again, when it was over I threw up on his shoes and his pants and ran to clean up, after a couple more times I began to adore pleasuring him but the first couple times were very rough on me.

31. I was 14 and went to a private Baptist school and it was just me and the preacher’s son in the gym that day and on a bullshit bet he told me if he made a full court shot one handed I had to do whatever he wanted. Well he made it and he wanted me to suck his dick and I did and have enjoyed giving head ever since 30 years later.

32. Odd especially since I was pretty young. I was 10 and was pretty dense and reserved back then. I was with some friends and one of them was 16 (Maybe older). Things escalated and I was dared to suck his dick. Not wanting to be the shy one out I agreed. We went to another room and he showed me his penis. He was pretty big if I remember correctly. I was only able to fit his penis half way. He tasted bitter and salty. To be honest I kinda liked it. The feeling of doing something naughty like that. He then came in my mouth without warning. That tasted even saltier and I kinda didn’t like it but he held my head and his penis in so I swallowed it. He told me to lick him clean so I did. At the time it wasn’t an overly traumatic event but in hindsight was pretty stupid.

33. I was nervous, and the guy was giving me directions while I was on my own. He kept telling me that I was using too many teeth, then I got the hang of it. He was starting to really enjoy it until he decided to shove more stuff in to make me choke. For me it was the most difficult, fortunately with practice I improved a lot.

34. I was nervous but excited to do it. I had practiced on my dildo many times, so I was excited to try it for real and make the boy feel good. I wanted to impress him with my skills. But I was nervous that I wouldn’t do it how he liked. He came pretty quick, so I must have done a good job. Either that or just seeing me do it made him cum fast.

I met my husband when we were 11 years old at school but didn’t start dating till we were 13. We kissed, cuddled and ‘played’ with each other and when we were 14 he went down on me and I returned the favor. I can remember whilst I was giving him a BJ, all I was thinking was “Is this really in my mouth?” I did stop before he came in my mouth and I finished him off by hand. Because I was so scared of getting pregnant we were have foreplay long before ‘full sex’ and it wasn’t long before I let him cum in my mouth.

I was surprised that I actually enjoyed it, more so because we were a couple rather than a one night stand. It give me a sense of bonding with him. Anyway, we’re 34 now and 21 years later I still enjoy pleasuring him and have honed my skills to an absolute art.

35. AWKWARD. I was 14 at the time and I had been rather sexually aware for a couple years. I met up with a guy called “S” who I had been talking to online for 6 months or so (he was 17) and we went to a secluded park where before I knew it we were making out. It was kind of a blur and I couldn’t tell if he liked it or not as I was inexperienced and very nervous. He came which was a plus!

36. My first time I felt scared and confused. I was 16, he was 18. He liked it but when we and by that I mean, he, was done I felt lonely and used. Subsequent experiences did get better but I never felt 100% comfortable with it until 2 years ago when I began having sex the most wonderful man I have ever known. He’s now my fiancé. With him I feel beautiful and sexy and loved no matter what kind of sex we’re having at that moment. It’s so much better! I love sucking his dick and swallowing his cum.

37. I practiced up ahead of time with cucumbers, carrots, and bananas until I figured out how to get something like that in my mouth without triggering natural reflexes to spit it out or gag on it. I got to where I could almost skin the peel off a cucumber before I dared actually try it on him.

That evening, I (we) had started playing around with one another, and I have to admit, I had as much fun playing with his penis, pulling on it, slapping on it, bending it, pinching it, and even biting it before I went for it. He was practically ready to cum before I got it in my mouth good and proper. I was having the time of my life, until he did. That sudden explosion of gook was more than I could handle. My first thought of it was a time when I had been sick and coughing up a thick and pasty phlegm. The thought of that almost made me nauseous.

I still to this day have a problem when he unloads in my mouth. I don’t mind it when he pulls out and splatters it all over my face. Even if he gets a few droplets of it in my mouth, it doesn’t bother me. It’s not the taste of it, it’s the amount and the texture of it. YUK!

38. My first – It was great, but it was very tiring! I had slept over at his house and then we were in bed watching a movie and cuddling. After we both fell asleep, in the middle of the night I woke up a few times and kept holding him, then I gradually went down and felt him up a lot of times. He was sleeping peacefully and he kept getting hard since I was rubbing it. He woke up and asked me if I was trying to feel him up lol and I said “Noooo…” and then we kissed a little, talked, went back to sleep and I went back at it. Then in the morning I woke him up and he was so turned on because of last night and I did it again, he took his pants off because I asked him to and I gave him a hand job, then he asked if I wanted it in my mouth and I put it in and he instructed me how he liked the grip, pressure, etc. He wanted it to last very long, to me it felt like an hour and I think it was. I loved watching him squirm around and go crazy as he was about to cum. I swallowed. We planned that I’d show him the come in my mouth but I just could not keep it in there too long because the taste surprised me. It was a warm, salty tangy taste and I had to swallow immediately and drink water but I enjoyed every minute of it. He loved it because I loved it.

39. Felt awesome. I had no clue what I was doing but made him feel great. I was told that I was the best and wasn’t believed when I said it was my first time. I rocked it.

40. It was awkward, my jaw started hurting, I didn’t know what to do, then he shot this hot, thick, bitter liquid down the back of my throat and I started choking lol!!!! I am a pro at it now though.

42. I was scared to see a penis from that angle for the first time! It was just… so close to my face. But once I started, I loved it instantly.

43. “‘Holy shit, what am I doing?’

‘Whoa, this is awesome!’

‘I love cock!’

‘I’m-a deep-throat this thang!’

‘Oops, I’ve thrown up…’”

Strange Approach to Lesbianism

Piano teacher, strange approach to lesbianism

I’ve been taking piano lessons from Helen forever. Well, actually, ten years, since I was eight years old. I want to be like her someday. Helen earns a nice living at $60/hour teaching kids, and adults.

I already have some students. I love a genre called ‘Roadhouse Boogie,’ but can also play and teach jazz and classical. In fact, I like most types of music. But what I really enjoy is imparting a can-do attitude on my students that comes with learning music. I also like the interaction. One gets to know one’s students, and it’s almost like having a large and wonderful family.

Helen is like a mother to me. She kind of looks like a 30-something version Meg Ryan, with shortish, curly dark blond hair, a thin body, a very thin neck, and rather large boobs.

Me, I’m Hawaiian, through and through, although people who don’t know any better have mistaken me for Korean, Japanese, Sumoan, even Chinese, if you can believe it. I keep my shiny black hair really long. I can almost sit on it.

Even though I’m already a pretty good pianist, I still take lessons from Helen. These days, the lessons are more about business coaching in the world of teaching piano.

I find Helen rather attractive, and I have a feeling she kind of likes me. I mean, to see her eyes sparkle when she looks at me sometimes. Well, I like that. I never thought of myself as lesbian or anything. Yet, dare I admit, I have masturbated with her in my mind at times.

We’ve talked about everything. She knows about my family situation, and I know hers.

So, it wasn’t too much of a personal stretch the other day when I brought up my little problem. For the past couple of months, I’ve been constipated.

She just came out and told me I have to eat less junk food, especially sugary things. She said I have to cultivate an enjoyment of salad. I didn’t really want to hear that, and I’m sure she knew, because she then rocked back on her piano bench the way she does, looked me right in the eye, and then… hesitated.

“OK,” she said, “I don’t know whether I should tell you this…”

“What?”

“Well, uh… I read an account recently about a man who claimed to his girlfriend-to-be that a finger pressed into the anus brings temporary relief from constipation.”

I don’t know why, but I found just hearing that terribly embarrassing. Was I embarrassed for her, having brought up such an intimate thought? Or, was I embarrassed for me for some reason?

The discussion soon turned back to business, and that was that.

However, the thought rattled around in my head for a few days. The idea of Helen sticking a finger in my ass brought instant chills to me, and I had to go in the bathroom and give myself an orgasm more than once.

At our next meeting, Helen asked whether I was eating better, and how my constipation was coming along. I had to admit that I was still hooked on eating cereal in the morning, sandwiches for lunch, and so on. I was still constipated. However, the line of questioning caused shivers in me, and I couldn’t resist asking, “Hey Helen, can you tell me more about the finger in the anus thing?”

“Does that sound like something that might be useful?”

“Actually, maybe… yes, yes I think it might be helpful.”

“Would you like me to help you with that?”

Oh, my god! As soon as she asked, my heart leapt into my throat and started beating a hundred miles an hour. I’m sure I blushed big-time.

“Um…”

I realized I couldn’t even complete a sentence. Couldn’t even work out the thought. I would love to experience such a thing, but dare I admit it?

Realizing I had paused for a long time, I rushed to form a complete sentence. “I suppose it might be worth a try.”

Then editing myself out of some sort of worry that I had said something really bad, and at the same time not wanting to kill a possibility that this could really happen, I added, “I mean, this constipation is really quite annoying, and well, maybe, well, I think it might be… yes… a good thing, I think.”

Unfortunately, Helen had students all day. She invited me to return to her house at six that evening. I can tell you, I was full of springs all day. I could hardly think straight. It just seemed like forever for 6pm to roll along.

Finally, there I was in her living room. She said, “Let’s go through to my bedroom. I think we’ll be more comfortable there.”

Once in her room, after a long and uncomfortable hesitation, Helen said, “OK, let’s just do this. No fanfare is necessary. Why don’t you take off your clothes?”

“All of them?”

“Well, you could just pull down your knickers, but that seems kind of inelegant, don’t you think?”

After some more hesitation and awkward small talk, I found myself fully naked in Helen’s presence. I also found myself shivering, although it was actually warm in her bedroom. Helen, meanwhile, was fully clothed.

I was kind of embarrassed about my small breasts, and the fact that I keep my pussy hairless. I also didn’t want to seem too eager, for some crazy reason. And yet…

“You know…” I began, with my voice actually shaky, “I’d be more comfortable if wasn’t the only naked person here,” and I tried to laugh.

“Ah, I understand. Furthermore I was hoping you’d ask.”

At this point, I knew we were BOTH too far gone to turn back. We had both essentially admitted to each other that we’d like to do what it was obvious that we were going to do.

Helen stripped, and I have to say, that woman has the most beautiful breasts I have ever seen. Very white, full, heavy, hanging down against her chest, with big nipples, Oh my! She turned at one point, and her ass was to die for. I guess I find white people very attractive, or at least Helen sure was.

I found myself face down on Helen’s bed. She had me spread my legs wide so she’d have access to my asshole. Evidently, she had prepared for this, because she had some coconut oil, which she spread on her finger. I felt the gentlest and slightly cold touch against my anus itself. The very center of my being in my opinion. My, did that feel great! If nothing else had happened, I’d have a memory to masturbate to for years to come.

But much more did happen. True to her word, Helen worked her finger deep, really deep, into my rectum, and it felt so good that I was wetting her bed with the juices flowing from my vagina. I orgasmed. I tried, mostly unsuccessfully to suppress a moan.

Helen laughed good-naturedly. “Was that an orgasm?”

“I’m afraid so,” I squeaked out as I was coming down from the sexual high.

“Do you want more?” Helen asked, even though she didn’t wait for an answer. That delicious finger of hers started pushing in and out only about 1/4-inch. I was so sexually high at that point, I couldn’t even speak. I was just like, “Ummmm, ohhhh.”

“I hope this isn’t too intimate,” she said, and with that, she managed to place another finger in my very wet and slippery pussy. Orgasm city!

I had, never in my life had more than one orgasm at a time. This was the first occasion where it was just orgasm after orgasm.

When things finally died down, she withdrew her fingers very slowly. The one in my ass seemed super-long as it kept coming out for what seemed a very long time.

I rolled over on the bed to face Helen. She climbed on top of me, embracing me in the best hug of my life, and then she started kissing me.

Who knew? I mean, up until then, I had the occasional random thoughts of a sexual nature with Helen, but men had been in my sex fantasies also.

As the weeks went by, Helen and I played often. It’s true that eating better cures constipation. Or maybe it was the repeated butt-fingering. I did the same for her, even though she wasn’t constipated. I did much more for her too. She taught me how to really be a woman, with all it’s sexual context.

At first, I worried about this lesbian ‘thing’ quite a bit. I couldn’t even bring myself to say the word ‘lesbian.’ I watched a couple of Netflix movies involving homosexual women, and didn’t really care for them. But in time, I came first to reconcile being lesbian, and then to embrace it. A year later, I was a major LGBT advocate.

I was scared to death when I finally came out to my parents. It was needless. My dad just went, “Hmpf,” the way he does when he learns something that doesn’t particularly interest him. My mother was more verbose saying that both of them knew for quite some time that I’d probably be interested in girls. Evidently, they were totally fine with it.

Just last week on my birthday, Helen had a huge surprise for me. Her brother was at her house. I had met him before. He’s a big, strapping police officer.

With the two of them smiling at me in a certain way, and the way they were carrying on, it was soon obvious to me what they were planning. More than once I had told Helen that I wondered what it would be like fucking a guy. She had tried to give me the effect with a hairbrush handle, and then a soft dildo she bought on Ebay, but I kind of wanted to experience the real thing.

That evening I lost my virginity. On the one hand, I was rather intimidated by his massiveness, his hairy body. On the other hand, I have to say, having your vagina, your body, spread wide and filled with a penis is a super fulfilling feeling. Helen sat there rubbing herself to orgasms as she watched me and her brother getting it on. I love Helen!

Spit or Swallow?

Thirty-eight women talk about whether they will spit out cum or swallow it after a blowjob. Compiled by Spurtz.


38 women talking about spit or swallow after blowjobs

1. Well the whole point is to make it hot. The key to giving a great blowjob is to have passion and enthusiasm. Convincing him that we are enjoying it much more than he is. Right? Right. So the reason I take a facial or let him cum in my mouth (and show him how it drips down my chin) is to give him the ultimate pleasure while building him up to a toe curling orgasm. That’s what it’s about. Does that make any sense? 

2. Naw we LOVE IT. Ik I do. I can’t wait ‘til my boo gets off of work tonight and slap it in my face. I’ve recently experienced this for the first time and I think I’m addicted. I’ve sucked a penis and tasted cum before but never swallowed and never had it in my face until now. I love being submissive to him. I love being in control.

3. Pleases men. In my mouth is fine if I like you.

4. Some women not only enjoy it but need it in order to feel beautiful. If you never cum on their face, they may conclude that you consider them ugly.

5. I never swallow unless I’m in love, and I’ve never been in love.

6. A lady never spits!

7. It’s rude not to swallow…when doing it you swallow a little pre-cum anyway. I always thought it’s rude to not swallow because you’re saying he is nasty LOL.

8. Ugh I HATE doing this…but my husband would love if I did it more…it’s SO yucky….

9. I gulp all the goo that I can. Then I suck every drop out of my mate until he is dry.

10. The one and only time I tried—I threw up in the sink.

11. I swallow just because I like it. I find it a turn on to swallow rather than spit. I wouldn’t want him to be making spitting and gagging sounds when he was working on me.

12. I’ve done both. Actually depends on what it tastes like. I’ve had an old boyfriend cum in my mouth, it tasted vile and I promptly spat it out running to the bathroom to hurl. Never did that again….I’ve also swallowed. My current partner has cum that doesn’t have any taste regardless of what he eats and so I take pleasure from it and sure as hell he does too!

13. I do it because he like it and no I don’t like the taste—sometimes I gag but I swallow with a smile.

14. Dudes can be effing weird when in comes to head. Honestly, does it make any difference at all whether a chick swallows while give head as long as you cum? Whether a chick swallows is her business. You ought to feel fortunate she’s giving you head.
15. I don’t even know if I should be answering this, and girls are probably all going to thumbs down me, but I’m definitely a swallower. Why? Because if you deep-throat and swallow, you barely taste anything. Yeah, yeah, I know, TMI, but it’s true! It’s the best way to avoid a mess and the icky taste.

16. I never ever swallow, i have done so in the past and hate it, too salty and smells like chlorine! I enjoy giving oral sex and don’t need flavored lube to do it, the little drops don’t bother me, it’s the whole load that I can’t stand. The texture, the taste, the horrible after taste, I have a weak stomach at the best of times, then I end up burping and re-living the initial swallow all over again. Thankfully hubby is very understand so always warns me and catches it himself.
17. Try to get him to cut salt out of his diet!! I swallow when it’s not lumpy and salty…but most of the time I can’t!!.. and I find its mainly due to his diet habits!! Get him to drink more fluids too! Lol!

18. Semen tastes quite disgusting, while it does vary from person to person and is pretty diet dependent, but I’ve never in my life found semen that actually tasted good….FI would love it if I would finish him off with a bj and I swallowed, he also knows that the taste just makes me gag and causes me to be queasy afterwards. Since he’s not willing to subside off of only fruit and yogurt, he isn’t exactly going to press the subject….Not everyone is willing to do it, I second the option of having him cum on your tits or something instead, men seem to love that just as much.

19. Blurgh! the taste makes me gag just imagining it! When we first got together I did all the time, then as you get on a bit I was like, hell no! At first I wanted to please you, now I wanna like u lol. If I do do it, I do have a drink, but it’s the taste after you have just swallowed, its horrific! God bless you ladies who grin and bear it, you’re a bigger lady than me! Blurgh! lol. Thanks for the laugh girlies.

20. I swallow only when I am severely hammered, which is rare…or I am feeling generous. I dont like his taste. I don’t really like the feeling it gives in the back of my throat. I feel like gagging now just thinking about it…

21. I just hate the taste of cum and the thought of it being alive with a million little things swimming makes me want to puke even when I think about it! I can only do a Bj if I am drunk which is never!

22. I swallow it because I like the taste and texture of it number one. Number two is because guys like it when we swallow it, seems to be a turn on for them…and lastly would seem a bit awkward to have to excuse myself for a moment to spit it out or whatever, then return for my turn at getting satisfied. Just keep breathing through your nose.

23. I never swallow. The smell alone makes me gag a little. He loves to cum in my mouth, but I spit it out immediately afterwards. If I don’t I will throw up. The few times that I have swallowed, I couldn’t stand the way it felt on the back of my throat. It was very mucousy, and no matter how many times I swallowed or how much water I drank, I couldn’t get the feeling to go away. It’s like snot at the back of my throat that won’t go down. DH was concerned at first that I thought he was gross, but I’ve assured him that it’s just me and my stupid gag reflex. He doesn’t take it personally anymore.

24. Oral is mostly foreplay, but every so often I’ll blow him just because I like blowing him, and yes I swallow. It’s not like cinnamon-buns tasty, but it’s not bad, and I don’t mind it.

25. I swallow because I enjoy swallowing. I like everything about it. I’m an oral sex fan and a cum-swallowing fan. The taste is almost always good and sometimes it’s great. Sweet cum is best, but salty cum is good too. Sometimes there’s almost no flavor at all and I’m disappointed with that. Texture wise my husband’s cum is almost always thick and creamy which I like very much. Rarely it’s watery and that is also disappointing to the point of being shocking to me when it happens. I swallow no matter what and I always tell him it was good. If it was better than usual I do my tony the tiger impression and tell him it was great. Sex is very mental and I wouldn’t want to put any negative thoughts into his head!

26. I swallow. Less mess.

27. Honestly, I swallow my man’s cum because it is a part of him. I mean if you are headed downtown on a man and you are not willing to accept that he will shoot a wad of cum, then why go down at all? I can’t think of anything more degrading to a man than have his chick spit out or not accept his essence. If you are sucking it in the first place…be prepared to slurp and swallow ladies…

28. I swallow, and I’m dang proud of it 🙂 It’s pretty nasty, but you get used to it after a while. I truly, actually swallow…and yes, my man does kiss me after, but after a few seconds usually. I’ve always found that kind of odd though.

29. Oh my I’m queasy just talking about it LOL. I don’t think I’d ever be able to do this without throwing up and totally ruining the moment.

30. I cannot stand the consistency of cum. It makes me gag and vomit. If he cums in my mouth, I spat it out on a dirty shirt or something cause I will be sick if I don’t. I have only swallowed 2 times and that was when we first started dating lol almost 4 years ago.

31. I threw in the towel on swallowing when it ended up coming out of my nose. That was the end of that LOL.

32. OK, honestly…I think it tastes like crap and prefer not to swallow it. I have done it before, usually because it’s a turn on for my man, never because it tastes good. From what I can tell it tastes a bit like bleach, you know the smell? that’s pretty much what it tastes like.

33. Yep every single time. Have him drink pineapple juice and skip onions and garlic. Makes all the difference in the world.

34. I myself swallow. I am submissive and not only do it as part of the lifestyle but I do it to make my men happy because I know it is a big turn-on for them. There is a kinky and taboo aspect as well so that also makes me want to do it even more.

35. I actually USED to swallow. But one time when I was going down on DH (then BF) he didn’t warn me and I deep throated at the same time that he was about to cum and it made me gag so then it all came out my nose, swimmers and all. It was the most disgusting thing in the world I hated the taste to begin with. Reminds me of dandelions) and that just made it worse. So from then on he is not allowed to cum in my mouth. But because he no longer does that I enjoy giving him BJs even more so he gets them ALL.THE.TIME. And because of our mutual understanding I don’t need to worry about that nasty taste and so I can go all crazy!

36. Don’t really care about the taste…he likes it, it’s less messy so why not? Sorry nothing really erotic about it for me. Besides he’s willing to go down on me and get all messy…I’m not gonna be stuck up about something that doesn’t bother me to begin with.

37. I would think that everyone was taught from a young age that it’s rude for girls to spit. And honestly, what is the point in spitting? I mean its already there why wouldn’t you swallow it? That’s like getting a bite of chocolate and chewing it up then spitting it out. And please tell me why anyone would think its so sexy to garbled cum and let it run down your chin? To me, that’s a big waste. Letting even one tiny little drop of that hot, thick, creamy, delicious cum go to waste should be crime. So ladies if you’re gonna do a job be a real woman and finish it. SPITTERS ARE QUITTERS!!!!! So drink up.

38. No—too salty!

First Time Seeing Ejaculation

Forty-five women comment about seeing men ejaculate for the first time.

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Women comment on first time seeing men ejaculate

1. To be honest I thought it made their orgasm look sort of ridiculous and silly. I thought it would happen slower and more sensually. Made me think male sexuality as more mechanical than I had before. Overall I think I just pitied him because it just looked so stupid and weird.

2. “Oh that looks like snot…” combined with “look I did a thing!!! Yay me!!!”

3. For some reason I thought it was going to be entirely liquid. Too much smut, I guess.

4. Is it supposed to look like it’s puking mayonnaise?

5. “Please don’t get it on my shirt, my mother will kill me.”

6. I just realized I’ve never actually seen it in the five years I’ve been having sex and giving blow jobs.

7. “HEHEHE IT’S LIKE A TINY FOUNTAIN” was, I believe, my exact thought.

8. I didn’t expect it to go so damn far. I thought it was supposed to just dribble out!

9. I pretty much thought “well that was not a lot…” porn lied

10. I have no idea. It wasn’t all that noteworthy.

11. “Wow.” It was incredibly exciting and super hot.

12. “That’s it?” LOL

13. “Wow….um…did that hurt?” I stumbled upon a porn movie when I was ten. I didn’t see the splatter, but I saw the guy from the chest up while he was finishing up. He did a lot of groaning and heaving and grunting and I genuinely thought he was in pain.

14. Shock, really. I was giving a handjob and didn’t know that men could actually come like they did in porn videos. I didn’t think to shield myself with one hand and I was soaked.

15. I don’t really recall it to be honest so it can’t have been anything earth shattering.

16. That’s kinda weird.

17. I don’t remember but probably along the lines of ‘Oh, I thought there would be so much more.’

18. Well it was during a blowjob and he didn’t warn me, so I just swallowed and looked shocked. I was surprised it was so warm.

19. I may have laughed or was just staring in silence. I can’t remember. It’s just not a thing you’re really prepared to see. It’s really silly looking to be honest.

20. When it wasn’t a guy I was into I just thought, oh wow, he came, yahoo. 🙂 But when it was a guy I was regularly sleeping with, I thought Let me HELP you with that 😉

21. “Bloody hell, that went a long way!”

22. “Oh. That’s how it happens?”

23. That’s kind of gross. And yet, hot.”

24. In person? I giggled like an idiot. Harharhar, omg semen! I’ve since grown up and only grin when he cums.

25. Gross….what does it taste like? And to follow that it didn’t taste too bad but he needed more fruit in his life, though

26. … Volcano.

27. “Finally! Holy hell that’s hot!” I have always been extremely aroused by the idea, and similarly the reality. Sex is just not sex if I don’t get it in one part of me or another.

28. I guess I was expecting something more dazzling?

29. I thought it was supposed to shoot out extra fast and far.

30. “That was easy.”

31. First time? 17th October 2010; two days after getting with my crush. We were making out in the back seat of his car and he invited me to feel his hard on. So I did, through his underwear. Then I decided to stroke it, still through his underwear. At some point he told me he’d blow his load if I kept going, and I was like “So?” and kept going till he came. I’m not entirely sure he was prepared for that, or entirely comfortable with it; I DID kinda take him by surprise after all.

How did I feel? I felt awesome. It was so evil of me to make him come in his pants like that, without his permission. But I loved it and he loved it (though we both agreed I was “evil”, hahaha). It’s an awesome feeling being able to make someone else orgasm…

32. The following are responses to the question: Can you feel it when your partner ejaculates inside you? Does it feel good?

33. I can only speak from my experience. I have felt it once – the sensation of something coming out of my husband’s penis. Was it pleasurable? No, it was weird. It felt like someone peeing on my insides. On other occasions, I have felt his penis pulsate while ejaculating. That felt good, not great because I knew sex was pretty much over at that point, but good. I know some women don’t ever feel anything like that. It helps to be really excited and if you want your woman to feel these things, you can’t pound into her like crazy, it has to be slower and easy. Personally, I prefer it that way but I know some men just go for it.

34. I’m sure it differs with each woman, but from my experience, it is easily felt when a man ejaculates inside the vagina. It is a very interesting feeling, but the pleasure experienced is purely emotional.

35. If you mean do we feel the fluid moving, no. The exciting and sometimes erotic part of it is feeling the rest of his body react as he ejaculates. Women can definitely feel muscle tenseness, wherever it may occur.

36. It all depends on the man and how powerful his ejaculation is. Sometimes it feels like a pulsation and sometimes it feels like nothing. Usually, you can feel it if a man hasn’t had sex in a while.

37. Yes. And yes. With only one qualification: If the amount of sperm is tiny and doesn’t really gush out, I have noticed nothing. However, I suspect that may be a very individual and not at all representative answer. I really do not know if other women feel a man ejaculate.

38. It depends on the situation. From personal experience, sans condom, I have been able to feel my boyfriend’s ejaculation. At other times I couldn’t. It can be a pleasurable feeling, I guess. It feels like hot wet juice hitting your insides.

39. It definitely depends on whether the guy is wearing a condom. Sometimes the man’s penis will jerk when he ejaculates, and the woman can feel that, but it is often difficult to detect if the man is wearing a condom. If he doesn’t wear a condom, it’s a lot easier because you’re suddenly inundated with messy gooey stuff, you know?

40. Is it pleasurable? You’ll get a different answer with different reasons from every woman. It’s only been within the past five years that I’ve realized I can ‘tune in’ to the sensations in my vagina. I’ve had three lovers in that time, one of which had a very powerful ejaculation. I could feel it, but it didn’t really do much for me. It merely meant the end of our romp. My last boyfriend had a very watery ejaculation. I could not feel it, and it generally tended to be very messy. My current boyfriend’s penis swells before he ejaculates. I can feel his ejaculation, and it has, on occasion, been the cause of my orgasm. I’m not certain this progression was entirely due to the differences in the men. I’ve explored my sexuality in the last five years and have come to enjoy the mental and emotional aspects of a healthy sex life. My boyfriend’s ejaculation excites me in more than just a physical way.

41. I’m not sure they’re going to allow me to say this, but yes, a woman can feel pulsing when the penis is ejaculating – or at least that is what is feels like from my point of view.

42. I can definitely feel when my husband ejaculates inside of me. Right before he does, his penis sort of vibrates and then I can feel the semen. It feels like warm water…but only briefly. There isn’t enough to really feel the sensation of something gushing. However, I do feel it and it is a wonderful feeling…this is very different for each person though…hope it helps!

43. Yes women can feel a man ejaculating in them. I know that I can it feels all warm and a sudden rush of wetness. I like it and find it makes me feel closer to my husband.

44. You know what honestly, I’ve probably felt a guy ejaculate like 5 times but barely….And when I did feel it It was pleasurable… not physically but like mentally/emotionally…to know that we were both cumming at the same time. But besides those few time I’ve never really felt it… although I do have female friends that tell me they feel it every time…So I guess the answer is every female is different.

45. Until recently, I never could feel when he ejaculated in me. When I would use my hand on him, I could feel it. But now I can tell he’s ejaculating because his penis will pulsate inside of me. But as far as the sperm feeling good inside or whatever, no.

Ladies of Sex270, give us your experiences to these two questions; 1. What were your thoughts the first time you saw a penis ejaculate and 2, can you feel it when a partner ejaculates inside you?

Sperm Glue

Children twins and sperm glue

Growing up, I was always the shy one, and my twin sister, who doesn’t look anything like me, by the way, was always the outgoing, loud, but also the protective one.

I know it’s crazy but we seldom argued. We grew up in a loving, and open-minded family.

One day when my parents were downstairs and my sister and I were in her room playing Monopoly, she showed me that a corner of the board was peeling up. She just came right out and asked, “Does sperm make good glue?”

I told her the truth, “I have no idea.”

Even at that age, I knew she meant ‘semen,’ but didn’t bother to correct her.

“Do you want to find out?”

I enthusiastically told her yes.

I didn’t have to take anything off, because it was a hot day, and the air conditioning in our home didn’t keep up, so both of us were starkers.

The Monopoly game was forgotten as she had me recline on her bed, and she reached out to start producing semen from me. My little, hairless penis became erect right away. I had to show her how to stroke me up and down because never having done it before, she was hesitant, and way too gentle, barely touching me at all. It was less than a minute that I felt that wonderful feeling, made even more wonderful because it was her hand on my penis, not mine for a change.

Because I was still so young, only about three drops of clear liquid came out. She carefully collected it, and applied it to the corner of the Monopoly board. I felt weird afterward, so I left her room, with the game unfinished.

The next day we laughingly discovered that semen makes terrible glue.

It wasn’t the last time we played together. Our parents even caught us once. I thought I was going to get killed, but all Mom said was a brief lecture against actual sex, that we couldn’t risk getting my sister pregnant. I totally understood, Mom didn’t directly say so, but that basically meant that oral sex and anal sex were not off limits.

Steamworks

As you may or may not know, Steamworks in Berkley, California, as well as other major cities, is what’s known as a ‘bathhouse.’ Although ostensibly gay, plenty of bisexual men spend time there.

It is a plain looking building on the outside, but it has a sauna, hot tub, showers, gym facilities, many small rooms equipped with beds and TV sets hooked to in-house porn channels, a large play area equipped with everything from glory holes to slings, and some general milling around areas. One can rent one of the little rooms for 8 hours, hang out with guys, and do pretty much whatever you can imagine, and probably some things you can’t imagine also.

Men Playing Twister at a Steamworks, Gay Bathhouse Booth at Market Days
Men playing Twister in the Steamworks Both at the Market Days celebration

When you arrive, you are given a basket to store your clothes, or one of the 50 or so little rooms, depending on how much you want to pay.

Most of the men walk around with towels wrapped around their groins. They want to hook up for anything from handjobs to anal intercourse. Safe play is encouraged with sanitizer and condoms freely available.

These guys could end up walking around for an hour or more depending on how shy they are.

Every now and then, you’ll see a guy boldly walking around fully naked, and sometimes, but rarely, even sporting an erection.

As your eyes adapt to the darkness and you’ve wandered around a bit, you’ll see some activities. An open door to a dimly lit room where a guy is wanking on a bed. Or, a couple of guys at a glory hole, doing what guys do at glory holes.

The first time I visited Steamworks, I was just like the others, walking around shyly with a towel, until finally a guy invited me into a little room.

He wanted to kiss and buttfuck. I wasn’t into it, and let him know. He wasn’t terribly disappointed, as he politely told me he was looking for someone else.

I wandered around some more. I wasn’t in a hurry. Your $17 buys a room for 8 whole hours. Finally, I came across a small Asian fellow to whom I explained that I only wanted to give or get a testicle massage – a thing that had been fascinating me for a while.

He was delighted, and we went to my room. First, I was playing porn videos on the TV, but they weren’t very interesting compared to the action at hand, so I turned off the TV. Soon, he was fondling my balls like a pro, doing exactly what I wanted. He was squeezing firmly, but not painfully. I had planned to spend my whole eight hours at Steamworks, but I ejaculated with this guy’s skinny little fingers working my balls like that. I came without him even touching my dick. I asked what he wanted in return, and to my delight, he didn’t want anything, and we parted ways.

I had hoped to stay longer, but as a guy, you probably know that feeling one can get, when enough is enough after a good hard orgasm. So, I put on my clothes and left, totally satisfied.

Having been back several times, always with equally nice, but longer-lasting experiences, I became enough of an expert to know how to better control the situation. The part I didn’t like as much was the long cruising period before I could find some action. I finally figured out to just throw the towel over my shoulder and walk proudly naked, and sometimes erect around the facility.

Now, some guys leave the doors to their little rooms open in obvious invitation. One guy I remember had his open butt up in the air, just waiting for a stranger to come along and stick something in his anus.

That’s not for me. I decided to be bold in my own way, and it works wonders. I went to a narrow hallway that’s wider in one area, where there are four chairs against one wall, facing four video screens on the other wall. Everyone has to walk through the hallway to get from the front to the back areas of the building, so there’s a lot of traffic. It averages perhaps four men per minute. The screens are playing videos, both gay and heterosexual stuff. They aren’t great videos in my opinion, but that’s not the point. I took my towel off, and started fondling my erect penis, right there in front of everyone. It did the trick almost immediately. Guys would sit down next to me, and offer to help me with my fondling.

I would explain exactly what I want: Handjob and related activities: Yes. Blowjob, anal, frotting, kissing: No.

Some guys would politely leave for activity more to their liking, but probably 60% would be almost relieved to participate at the level I like.

Within minutes we’d be in a little room.

So, that’s how to work Steamworks.

A couple of things I’ll try the next time I’m there. There’s a wall facing the hot tub which I won’t get in. It’s not that I’m afraid of disease. I’m afraid of all the super-intense chemicals they probably use to fight disease. The wall has four open shower heads. I’d like to show myself with an erection, maybe jerking, right there in front of the six or so guys who are typically in the hot tub, and all the guys walking around.

I’d like to use the facilities in the exercise room. I haven’t paid much attention, but it seems all the guys in there are wearing towels. I’m sure it’s OK not to wear a towel, they just don’t realize it, or maybe they’re actually focused on exercising.

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