So when I last left off recalling my youthful indescretions I was feeling for the first time the true joy of an oral orgasm with Phillip. From that day on, his mouth on my pussy was a very regular occasion. In turn Phillip was the first man I truly developed a true love for giving head. I can, to this day, recall his scent. It was intoxicating, a mild musky and even a bit sweet smell. And pleasing him with my mouth became a full on hobby! While he was not the first man to receive pleasure from my mouth, he was by far the first man I that I couldn’t get enough of! I loved to feel him come in my mouth, an event I had never truly enjoyed before him. And his youthful prowess only intensified the hunger! Phillip could come twice with a blow job, twice in my pussy and never once loose his erection. God the nights we spent hours and hours fucking and sucking and fucking again were heaven!!!
I often wonder if his mother knew why we were always taking my car on dates instead of his truck? We took my car because it was more comfortable for eating pussy! And until the day I sold it 5 years later I could still see the cum stains in the blue upholstery! (I told my mom it was a milkshake stain….such a dirty girl) Phillip and I spent many a night parked in the middle of a field, or behind the old rock piles, where we would quickly strip off our clothes and devour each other. The love we felt for each other only made these moments even more intense. With Thomas I had some wild times, but with Phillip they were deep…emotional orgasms! He in fact gave me my first and only vaginal orgasm to this day.
From the beginning of my sexual discovery a clitoral orgasm is all I have ever been capable of. However, one night, prom night in fact, Phillip and I found our ususal spot out in the middle of nowhere and quickly helped each other out of our formal attire. I can remember the weather had just started to get warmer, but this evening in the cover of darkenss a cold breeze was moving in. I was cold, and he wrapped his arms around me as he nuzzled into my neck. Feeling his hard, rippling body against my soft curves instantly made my core temperature rise! The feel of his smooth skin and rock hard biceps was always exciting. I loved running my hands down the ripples of his muscular youthful back. Most of all I loved the feel of his cock pressed against me, begging for entry, while he patiently kissed nearly every inch of me before settling his mouth between my legs. As he worked his magic the windows began to fog with my heavy breathing and moaning. The feel of his tongue, eagerly exploring my most sacred places was like a religious experience. I could finally take no more! I can remember begging him to fuck me!
“Please!” He looked up and smiled, saying nothing, but dragging his tongue from the depths of my pussy all the way up my belly, around my nipples, up my neck to my ear. His breath was hot and heavy and I could smell my juices on his face.
“Is this what you want?” I could feel his cock pressing and teasing against my aching cunt. “Yes….please” I begged. In a flash he slammed into me with a force that rocked the car! It was out of his character to be so rough and I loved it. He fucked me hard and fast until I couldn’t catch my breath. I could see by the look on his face he was nearing his first orgasm….
“Uh…Oh…I’m gonna come!!!” I could feel him pulsing inside of me in the beautiful waves of his orgasm, soon I was joining him with my body responding eagerly to his pleasure. As usual, his first orgasm did little to affect his erection and he slowed down and began to make love to me more gently and passionately. His tongue and breath were hot on my neck and we were both dripping with sweat as the condensation rolled down the car windows. His rhythm was slow and steady and the sensation of cold air on my wet skin, his hot breath and the friction of his hard body against mine brought me to another screaming orgasm. This must have spurred his excitement because he once again began to force himself hard against me, pounding my pussy with ferver! I could tell by his breathing he was nearing another orgasm and my anticipation of his pleasure once again created that build up inside of me that indicated I might be coming again. The next thing I knew I was feeling the most tremendous, glorious, frightening feeling from deep inside my pussy. It convulsed and squeezed and my body rocked and shook, and he could not hold back his own climax as his cock as being ravaged by my pulsating pussy! We exploded together in violent earth shattering orgasm! It was beautiful.
To this day I have never again experienced that. I do not know if it was simply a vaginal orgasm or indeed a G-spot orgasm, perhaps they are one in the same. But I do know that we worsened the milk shake stain in my car that night! LOL!