Cock Sucking Slut

It all started with porn. I’ve always been really horny. I generally masturbate at least once a day, have sex with my girlfriend at the very least five times on a normal week which I know is quite a bit more than most of my mates have sex, and dream about sex pretty much every night.
I can’t really put a label on my sexuality. I love my girlfriend, and I don’t fancy guys- I have never looked at a guy and thought him to be hot. I feel repulsed at the thought of kissing a guy, of having a guy touch me sexually, and could never get aroused at the thought of fucking a guy. I one hundred per cent could never get it up to put it inside a guy, not even in his mouth.
But, I love being used by a guy.
I just had a dream one night about sucking a guy’s dick and it went from there.
Like I said, it started with porn. I always watched porn, and right from the start I don’t know why, but I was always thinking the girl was the lucky one, and rather than wanting to be guy fucking her, or getting a blow job from her, I wanted to be the girl sucking a massive dick.
I started off watching ‘normal’ porn after school when my parents were at work. Basic blowjobs that mostly ended in messy facials- I loved watching the cum spurt out of the dick.
At 14 my best friend finally admitted to me that he was gay. I had known for a while, after being told by a girl he was very close to. We used to watch porn together until that point, and I can only assume he was viewing it all in the same way I did. When he came out we still watched it like nothing had ever happened. He had straight porn- he hadn’t come out to his parents, or anyone else for that matter, yet and so he couldn’t risk having gay porn lying about in case they ever found it.
One night we were watching porn as usual, and had been drinking and smoking grass. It was almost midnight and his parents were in bed by that time. A blonde girl was on camera, kissing a black guy. She took his cock out and got down on her knees to suck on it, and Dave said ‘fuck me look at that thing, lucky bitch’. He acted like he was embarrassed to have blurted it out but he had only come out a few weeks earlier and was making a habit of throwing out random comments to remind me that he was now comfortable about being gay. We were both pretty wrecked, and I agreed with him before I really knew I had said anything.
There was an awkward silence for a few minutes, and then he said if I was ever curious about anything and wanted to ask him about stuff etc that he would always talk to me about it.
By this time I had been having these thoughts for a few years, and after a few minutes of silence I starred very hard at the screen while I whispered that I had been having thoughts about stuff for a while now. He was staring at me, waiting for me to make eye contact, asking me what thoughts I’d been having, but I wouldn’t look at him. I just shrugged and sat there for a minute or so before admitting that I’d thought about sucking his dick for ages now.
He was very quick to ask if I’d like to give it a go, and I told him I’d love to.
He went to the bathroom to ‘clean up’, and when he came back I was so nervous that I was almost wetting myself. I went into the bathroom, and pissed on and off for a good five minutes- purely due to being so nervous.
When I went back into his room he was sitting in his chair with his jeans unbuttoned, but still pulled up, and as I closed the door he started to pull them down. By the time I got over to the chair and had kneeled down in front of him he had his dick out and was stroking it. It was big enough, around 6 inches and really thick at the bottom, tapering out at the top with a big, bright purple helmet. I started sucking it like I had seen in the porn I’d watched- slowly, gently, stopping to give it little licks and kisses. I really liked it. The nerves went as soon as I started, and I started wanking him really slowly. I told him I’d been waiting to do this for ages and he said he thought about me doing it a lot.
He didn’t come that night, he said he couldn’t after drinking and smoking so much, so I ended up going home thinking it hadn’t gone too well.
The next day he was round at mine- we hung out pretty much every day/ every night during the holidays, and pretty much all weekend through the school year.
We managed to avoid the subject all day. Things were a little awkward at first but if was fine after a while. I spent all day wondering if he was going to mention it and let me finish the job but he didn’t even bring it up.
After dinner we walked down to the shop to get skins and tobacco to smoke some more grass. On the way home he just came out with ‘where did you learn to do that? Last night was amazing’. I said I hadn’t learnt anywhere, sure he knew it was the first time I had ever done it but that I had enjoyed it and said that we should do it again. Nothing more was said until much later when we we’re already pretty drunk and had smoked a few joints.
My parents were home by this time and I still didn’t drink in front of them. We were both tipsy enough, but not drunk, and we couldn’t smoke as my parents didn’t know anything about that either. So we were sitting in my room, starting to get bored, when he asked if I would like to try having my dick sucked. I said no, that having it sucked by a guy just didn’t appeal to me, but that I’d really like to finish him off after last night.
He stood up and took his dick back out, which was already hard, and I got on my knees in front of him and started sucking, faster than I had the night before. I was desperate to make him cum after he hadn’t the previous night.
He didn’t last very long this time. He was standing there telling me how good it was one minute, then the next minute he was cumming in my mouth with absolutely no warning at all. I had expected him to tell me when he was getting close, and then I would be able to tell him to cum all over my face. That’s how they did it in porn after all!! I was so shocked and didn’t like it all. The feeling of it in my mouth made me gag slightly and I went straight into the bath room to spit in out in the sink.
He didn’t really mind, he said he hated cum- which I was shocked at- in my naivety I had just assumed all girls and gay guys must like cum.
So over the next few months I usually gave him a blowjob at the end of every night we hung out together- after our group of friends had split up for the night, and after my girlfriend had left with her friends, we would go back to his and I would wait there until he asked me to give him a blow job.
I would always ask him to come on my face and I always loved it. I still didn’t like the taste or like having it in my mouth, and we just went on like that for quite a while.
He talked about fucking me etc, but at that point I was still quite scared by the thought of that. I was watching more and more porn, actively searching for blowjob movies ending with facials and started to see more and more ‘gagging’ movies. I really liked the ones when the girl would be set upside down on a sofa and get her throat fucked and really wanted to try that. I lay upside down and let him fuck my mouth, let him sit over me and wank while I licked and sucked his balls until he was ready to come all over my face, and I loved having his thick white cum all over me, making me feel like one of the girls in a porn movie.
After about six months of this, however, we started to hang out less and less. He later told me that he couldn’t keep going the way we were, he wanted more and I didn’t and it was doing his head in. I would see him every few months and give him a quick blowjob when I did, but they were few and far between, so I was starting to get very frustrated with my urges. The porn I was watching was becoming increasing more hard-core, and girls were getting face fucked until their faces were covered in their own drool, some of them we’re throwing up from being gagged too hard on the guys dicks, some of the guys were even spitting on them and making the girls lick their asses. I hadn’t done any of this yet, but I knew I wanted to.
At that point I found a certain gay dating site on the internet, and created a profile. I was on for a few weeks, had listed rimming, blowjobs, tea bagging, breath control, verbal, spit, and active men as my sexual preferences. I chatted to a few guys but none of them seemed to be into that sort of thing, and eventually, out of desperation for cock, I met up with a guy one Saturday night. He arranged to pick me up in his car near my house, and when I met him he was very normal. He started driving straight to a well-known car park, asking me if I’d met many guys from the site. He was my first and he said I was his third. He told me he was married with kids, and just chatted very normally all the way into the car park where he parked up, took his dick out and I practically mauled it.
I was sucking at like my life depended on it. After going so long without getting to suck a dick I really was desperate. I think I was also looking for some reassurance that people actually enjoyed it, after Dave had stopped wanting me to anymore. Anyway, he told me to slow down, which I did, and I gave him a deep, slow, sloppy blowjob for about ten minutes before he asked me ‘Do you take cum’.
I nodded that I did, even though I didn’t and knew I wasn’t going to swallow, and kept sucking until he came in my mouth.