Hey, I'm Dani and this is the first in a series of true stories I am writing, detailing my journey to becoming the wild slut I am today.
I had just turned eighteen two weeks before and was preparing for my first night out with my best friend Sarah. We were both quite shy normal eighteen-year-old girls with at this stage limited sexual experience. Sarah was still a virgin having only just a few weeks before given a guy a hand job for the first time. I had had sex with two other guys my own age at this point, nothing special, just typical teenage sex.
I decided to go all out and wear a tight-fitting dress. I am quite curvaceous, with E-cup breasts and a size fourteen body. I made sure that my boobs were well and truly on display. Sarah, well, being Sarah, decided to be a little more conservatively and wore jeans and a nice top. We were both so excited for our first night out as "adults." We had already discussed hoping to meet some boys out and get into a little bit of trouble, but both being quite shy we also knew that the chances of anything happening were slim.
We both lived in a small town on the Central Coast of NSW, about an hour and a half north of Sydney. It's the kind of town that is big enough you can meet new people, but small enough that you will end up having someone in common with them. We headed out to the local pub, one of the few actual nightspots in the town. We planned to have a few drinks and try to chat up some boys and get them to buy us drinks for the rest of the night, given how little money we both had.
We got into the club and we instantly saw some boys from high school, Daniel and Mark. Sarah ran straight over to them. She had always had a thing for Mark, like most girls in school. We said hello and made some small talk, nothing special or exciting. Eventually, the boys offered to buy us some drinks, and Sarah and I decided we should just hang out with them and see how we go.
Sarah, despite being shy was trying her best to flirt with Mark. Playing with her hair, complimenting him, doing everything she could. Mark didn't seem that interested though. He was a very good-looking guy, six-foot-two, skinny with thick brown hair. Daniel wasn't as tall or as good-looking but was a nice guy. He couldn't take his eyes off my tits the whole night.
I was never that keen on Daniel or Mark for that matter. Young boys our age just bored me. They only seemed interested in sex so they could brag about it to their friends. I had started to find older boys way more attractive and was curious about sleeping with an older guy.
However, the night was getting later, I was getting drunker and it seemed like if I wanted to have sex that night, which I did, my best chance was with Daniel. I finally caved and began flirting back with him. I thought I may as well make it obvious and put my hand on his leg and run it up to his groin whilst we sat at the table. He got instantly hard. He whispered in my ear, "Let's go to the bathroom." At first, I wasn't keen to go to the bathroom with him, I was more hoping to go back to his place but I had heard from other friends that the toilets here were commonplace for girls to give guys blow jobs and decided, I was only eighteen once, may as well tick it off the list now.
Daniel grabbed my hand, told Mark and Sarah we were going to the bar and he led me to the toilets. We walked straight into the men's bathroom and saw a guy and a girl walk out of one of the cubicles. So the rumours were true, this was a common thing. Daniel led me into a cubicle and closed and locked the door behind us. I expected a kiss or something first, but he just grabbed my hand, and before I knew it his pants were already around his ankles. My hand grabbed his already hard cock and I started stroking it. It was uncut, semi-thick, and around six inches. Pretty standard cock not dissimilar to the ones I had seen before.
I decided to get on my knees and give him a proper blow job. I was still quite new to sex and had only given one proper blow job before. But I had watched lots of porn and did my best. It took no more than a minute before he grabbed the back of my head and started moaning that he was gonna cum. I didn't even get the chance to think about if I wanted to try and swallow his load before it was hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed deep and surprisingly didn't hate the taste. I keep sucking and swallowing until he pulled out. He commented that he couldn't believe we just did that and that I swallowed the whole thing. I replied saying he didn't give me much choice.
We returned to the table and whilst I was satisfied that I had ticked something new off my sexual adventures list, I was still disappointed and frustrated that I hadn't had sex. Mark and Sarah were still chatting at the table but you could see Mark had no interest in Sarah, I think he knew she probably wanted a relationship and was a little frigid. Daniel and Mark decided to go to the bar and get another round of drinks. It left Sarah and me at the table, where I told her what I had just done with Daniel. She was shocked and couldn't believe I had just done that. To be honest, I was still a little shocked. I told her that if she wanted Mark, she should do the same thing. She said she was too nervous and it wasn't her thing to just engage in random sex, she wanted something special.
Mark and Daniel returned from the bar with another round of drinks, but swapped seats, this time Mark sitting next to me and Daniel next to Sarah. I figured Mark was just trying to get rid of Sarah, knowing it was going nowhere. I looked over at Daniel who had a cheeky grin on his face, then I looked at Mark who shared the cheeky grin. I figured Daniel had filled Mark in on what he had done in the bathroom. I was slightly embarrassed but ran with it. Mark then leaned over and whispered in my ear, "I think it's my turn to experience that mouth, follow me to the bathroom, I don't want to go together and embarrass Sarah." I was shocked, I wasn't expecting that from Mark. He got up from the table and walked off towards the bathroom. I was still shocked, sitting at the table deciding if I was going to follow him or not.