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I am a Virgin but I have physical relationship with my boyfriend along with oral s**. He is my first boyfriend and we’re in a 2.5 year old relationship. He loves me a lot, goes to any extent to comfort me, listens to all my tantrums,I do anything I want with him, he basically loves me a lot. He never forced Me into physical relationship. We had mutual things for it. But then he went down on me.. I really liked him getting down on me, but I never used to get down on him, he never complained of that though, but I felt that oral s** should be mutual and I never approved of s** till now, So I decided to get down on him, he thinks I like doing it, but I don’t. Mostly I feel very guilty of doing it. Can’t accept it. He once told me..It doesn’t feel pleasant going down on me too. But he does he because he knows I like it, and my pleasure is his happiness. So I Kind of follow that. I don’t know why I am like this.

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When I was younger, about 16, I was insatiable and as a result of having my first anonymous hookup with another kid that was 16 (off omegle of all things) I sought to have more.
In this effort I downloaded Grindr and lied about being 18, eventually finding someone who hosted an anon darkroom not even 5 minutes away and who was more than happy leaving their door unlocked and a** ready. After I was invited over and tentatively entered their place I immediately set about u*********, going to nothing in a minute and slowly started up the steps to his room. Once in his room I was approached in the dark by him – a 30-something yr old man who was equally as naked but twice my size – and he reached down and started to blow me once he settled on his knees. Within minutes once I was sufficiently erect I prodded him onto the bed and had him bend over, eventually sliding in without any additional lubrication and begun to – at the age of 16 – f*** this older mans a**. I went for about 20 minutes by my estimation and slowly over the course of the f****** went from doggy, to sideways to having him lie fully down whilst I went to town on him.
Eventually I finished in him and got up and left. Once home I gushed to him about how much fun it was and how I appreciated him taking a chance with me, with some more conversation eventually leading to my age being revealed and – to my own surprise – him revealing that he’d prefer it if we kept going in spite of it. I’d meet him continuously, probably once to 3 times a month or even multiple times in the same week until I moved away at 18. I never saw his face but I remember being inside him so vividly.