That first kiss changed a lot of things. In fact, it changed everything. We started hanging out more and more and of course being a bit more intimate. No, there was no sexual intercourse. Just making out for long periods of time and some fingering. I can’t recall which one of these events happened first, but both were significant.
a) After one of our more intimate evenings of fingering and hand jobs, Princess told me that I could “work on some things” in the fingering department. Apparently I didn’t go “deep” enough. The kisses were passionate, the hand job was given with genuine pleasure, and the fingering (at least in my mind) was deep enough. It wasn’t the first time I fingered a girl. Hell, I thought I was a pro! Apparently not. Princess kept my ego in check, but it still hurt.
I was highly offended that she said I could “work on some things” in the sex department. I believe I know what I’m doing. If my partner isn’t satisfied, hell with her. If you’re not satisfied with your partner sexually, and you’re making that point known, why bother? Especially if the other person is satisfied with the job they did. In this case, I was satisfied with the job I did, she seemed to enjoy it at the time, and so I thought things were good.
Why fake pleasure? I’m all for honesty. In fact, that’s the number one quality I look for in a woman besides intelligence is honesty. If you can’t be honest, you can’t be anything. I’m not saying my fingering skills are the best in the world. In fact, they’re probably far from it. (I’d like to meet the best fingerer in the world, though. That’d be kinda cool, especially if it was a woman.) But the point is is if you like (or even love) someone enough, you’ll take the good with the bad. You’ll take that person for who they are. In my mind, she wasn’t satisfied with the job I did (not even the kissing! She said we “kept bumping teeth”) and so I thought “To hell with her.” I could find someone else who appreciates me and my skills, no matter what department the skills are in.
This upset me to the point where I stopped talking to her for a brief period of time. It’s upsetting and discouraging to know you aren’t pleasing someone you care so much about. It makes you feel like…a piece of shit. If you let it.
b) Princess took me out for my 22nd birthday. Everyone, my birthday is on April 28 so please send all the gifts my way. With all the views this site is getting, I’m sure I’m in for a real treat! …Kidding. Anyway, Princess took me out to my favorite restaurant for some dinner and a few drinks. It was a really nice time, not just because I was with Princess but because it was a damn good meal with some damn good beer and it was my birthday. Very special.
After the meal, it was still early so we decided to go somewhere else for some more drinks. We tried one place a stone’s throw away from the restaurant we ate in, but it was way too crowded. Needless to say, we decided to try another place to cap off our night. But before we did that, we had some very important business to take care of. At least in my mind. Probably not hers.
It was time for me to express my affection to her. It was time for us to kiss a little. It was time for us to really show each other how much fun we were having and how special this night was. Yes, we kissed. Yes, it was very enjoyable. It was time for something else, though. Time for a little sucky sucky. Princess, to my surprise, told me that she had never given a blowjob before.
At this point, we both were very honest with each other (sometimes too honest) so I believed her. She was feeling good enough as a result of some drinks and having a good enough time to finally allow herself to do it. This was the big moment. This was the test. This was when she blew out my birthday candle, so to speak. This wasn’t your average, everyday blowjob.
No, this was a first. Princess told me she always believed she would never do it. “It” was disgusting to her. The thought of putting a man’s penis in her mouth repulsed her. But you have to remember, Princess always told me that she never felt an attraction or liked or cared about someone the way she cared about me. She wanted to make me happy. She wanted to satisfy me. She wanted to give me a good birthday night. I have to say it was the best birthday I’ve ever had.
I couldn’t have done it without Princess.
I broke Princess’s mouth virginity that evening, and it was a real treat. She didn’t do a bad job. I could kind of tell it was her first time, but it wasn’t bad. It was good for her first time. She even told me she kind of liked it and could maybe see herself doing it again. (She did, but only for about 12 seconds or so.) Luckily for her, I didn’t get to give her an ol’ birthday fingering.
The blowjob that night meant so much more to me than just sexual pleasure. It meant that someone actually liked me and cared about me enough to want to make CERTAIN I had a great time, even if it meant losing some form of virginity (not vaginal, of course not). Princess was willing to sacrifice a lifelong belief she held of never wanting to give a blowjob to not only make me happy, but to try something new. To live a little. To have FUN in life. To experiment.
I’ll remember that for the rest of my life. I’ll remember the reasons behind it more than the actual blowjob, and I think that’s a really good thing. The thing is, we had a really good thing.
After the loss of the mouth cherry, we went to another bar/restaurant down the road and had an amazing time. Strangers around the bar were buying us an unusual amount of drinks (at least from my experience) and everyone was just so friendly. It was an all-around perfect evening that I will never, ever forget. The only downside was that that was the night Derrick Rose (of my favorite basketball team the Chicago Bulls) tore his ACL during the first playoff game and was lost for the season. I was devastated but it didn’t matter at that moment.
I was happy. I was living. I was smiling. It was a good night. A great night, actually. They say all good things come to an end, however, and this one did. On the 4th of July, no less…
Check back for Part III coming soon.