Cocksucker: A Simple Blowjob Story
Hello, readers! Unzip your pants, because
I've got a hot new story for you all. I'm not kidding; I want all you readers
to read this post with your pants pulled down. Getting nude would be even
better. Turn out the lights, close the door, and grab your cock or pussy. Sit
back...relax...enjoy the show!
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I was sitting in the middle of Max's living room. I had gone to the bathroom
for a minute to freshen up; when I returned to the living room of his small
apartment near the campus of FSU, Barry White was pulsing from the stereo, and
Max had lit some tall red tapered candles on the coffee table. A typical
romantic mood setting cliché.
Poor Max was trying so hard to get in my pants. We had just met a few hours ago
at a kegger. Max was an average looking guy, about 5"9, short brown hair,
and kind of skinny. He had convinced me to come up to his apartment around 2:00
this morning; the party we had just left was getting loud and out of control,
and we could barely hear our own voices.
He was probably thinking "Please, God, I hope I get lucky. I'm really
horny and want to score tonight, but I always strike out." We had already
made out a bit at the party, and I could clearly see the bulge in his jeans. He
wanted me so badly...but probably thought he wouldn't get much further than
second base.
Boy was he wrong!
You see, I was in a really slutty mood. I had purposely picked out the shyest,
quietest guy at the party. I wanted to find someone who may not have had as
much luck with women on the weekends...and totally blow his mind!
I had no intention of fucking him; in a warped way, I had morals that
intercourse was only to be done while in a semi-serious relationship. But I had
absolutely no qualms about oral sex on a one night stand. I didn't even want to
receive oral sex; sometimes giving a guy I hardly know a hot blowjob can fuel
my masturbation fantasies for a few weeks at least; the memories of getting
down on my knees and totally rocking a man's world can make my pussy wet as
hell!
"Barry White, huh?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I uh, dig his music!" Max stammered.
"No you don't! You just put his music on in the hopes of getting
laid."
"No, I really like it!" he lied.
"C'mon, admit it. If you are completely honest, you might get
rewarded!" I sat down next to Max and started to rub his lap with my right
hand. His bulge grew, straining under his jeans.
Clearly embarrassed, yet wanting to please me, he confessed. "Aw, Miranda.
You got me. I read in 'Maxim' that all women like Barry White. His music is
supposed to get women all hot."
"Well, Max. You don't really have to try so hard to get me 'all hot.' I
unsnapped his pants. My hand went for the zipper, and I quickly unzipped his
pants as well.
"Miranda! Oh, wow" he responded to my moves.
Without saying a word, I got off of the sofa, sat down on the floor, and in one
swift move I yanked both his pants and his briefs off. I tugged them over his
feet and tossed them to the floor. Max was completely stunned, having had his
pants pulled off so quickly. We had only been in his apartment for about a half
an hour, and he was sitting on his sofa on his bare ass, his cock sprung into
the air.
"Oh my God, I wasn't expecting that!" he yelled.
"Mmm...I guess your Barry White CD did the trick, Max!" I said
huskily, trying to imitate the late musician's voice.
"Don't you want to take it slower, Miranda? I could caress you a bit
first, you know, if you want."
"Max, now you're talking too much. Just close your eyes and prepare to get
the hottest blowjob of your life! That is, if you've ever had any other
blowjobs to compare mine too."
"I have!" he answered too quickly. I looked him in the eyes. He
couldn't keep eye contact with me; I knew he was lying. I kept staring anyway.
"O.K., I have never had a blowjob before; this is my first."
"Good. Just so you know, it won't always be as good as this one when you
get future blowjobs from other women, Max. They will have a very high standard
to live up too; I'm the queen of cocksucking around these parts."
"Oh. That is good to know!"
"Max, prepare to be drained. You're not going to be able to stand up after
I suck your dick, your knees will be so weak!"
My hands kneaded his thighs; my fingers were inches from his balls. He let out
a gasp when my nails brushed up against his balls. I grabbed a pillow from the
sofa to put under my knees so I could be comfortable. Once I was in a good
position, I reached up into his lap and started to jack him off.
"Oh God!" he said.
"No, I'm not God, I'm Miranda" I corrected him.
"Miranda! You're touch feels so good."
"You like my hands on your cock? Wait until my mouth is on it! Sucking
your shaft, licking the head of your cock, giving you head. You're in for a
treat!"
"Oh Miranda. Fuck."
I decided that the time for conversation had ended, and I brushed my long red
hair against his bare thighs. Men go crazy when I do this; I caressed his
thighs with my hair for a few minutes, making sure to get my long silky hair
all over his balls and erection as well. I paused for just a second to remove my
t-shirt and black lacy bra; guys like to have some skin to look at, and I knew
Max would love to see my bare tits.
"Touch my boobs, Max" I demanded. His eyes had been closed, so he
hadn't even realized I was topless. His eyes bulged when he got a look at my
naked tits; he quickly felt me up. I let him admire my rack for awhile,
savoring the attention and the sensation of his hands squeezing my breasts. He
got my nipples all hard, tweaking them just right. I made sure to rub my tits
all over his lap for a few minutes; I've learned that guys like this move right
before I go down on them.
I returned to my kneeling position on the floor, and I roughly spread his legs
far apart. The wider the guy's legs are spread, the easier it is for me to
access the cock and balls. I spent some time kissing his thighs, getting closer
and closer to his balls as I did this. I made sure he could hear the kissing
noises, loudly smacking my lips to affect his sense of hearing with erotic
sounds.
He let out a loud moan when I put one of his balls into my mouth. I swished it
around inside my mouth, then I switched to the other one; I was also stroking
his thighs with my hands. He started breathing hard when I managed to put both
his balls into my mouth at once. I tenderly licked his balls while warming them
up with my hot mouth. I used my tongue to move them all around; my lips were
completely enveloping his entire sack, up to the root of his cock. My hands
began to stroke his cock.
"Oh, Miranda!" He didn't seem capable of saying much else. I liked
that; turning a guy on so much he couldn't really say much besides "Oh
Miranda!" I loved hearing my own name shouted out in pleasure.
I removed his balls from my mouth and licked his shaft with the tip of my
tongue. I drenched his lap with my saliva. Starting at the root, I worked my
way up to the sensitive underside of his cock, right under the head. I gave
that area some licks, and then teased him a bit with some long slow licks up
and down the shaft. When I knew he really needed some more direct stimulation,
I finally put my lips around the whole head of his cock and started to gently
suck him off. Fondling his balls with my hand, I slowly lowered my mouth over
his entire organ, getting it deep inside my mouth.
I slowly bobbed my head up and down on his lap, getting my hands under him and
squeezing his butt. I could hear his breathing getting heavier; I knew he was
deeply enjoying his first blowjob. I stopped for just a second so I could
answer a question that might have been in his mind.
"Max, when you feel close to orgasm, don't worry. I swallow! Just let your
load out in my throat."
I told him this information for two reasons. First, many guys are not sure if a
girl will "spit or swallow," so it is good to mention this in
advance. I don't know why some girls are squeamish about swallowing; it is
perfectly natural, and the guys fucking love it. I feel so empowered, making a
man blow his load inside my throat because I got him off. The only time I don't
swallow is when I want a man to give me a facial; some guys have seen this in
porn movies, so I let them come all over my face and hair for a special treat
every once in awhile. But this was Max's first time, I wanted him to savor the
experience of being sucked off and having his cum swallowed.
He began to buck his hips up and down; I stroked the root of his cock with my
hands and swallowed his shaft again. Swirling my tongue wildly around the
underside of the head of his cock, I drove him mad with desire. He was
sweating; I could feel it on his thighs, brushing against my face. He kept
groaning and moaning with pleasure as I became more firm with my sucking. I
drooled and slobbered all over his lap, trying to make the blowjob as wet and
messy as possible.
"Oh, Max. I'm going to masturbate when I get back to my dorm room tonight;
thinking about this. I love being a cocksucking slut!" I hated to remove
his cock from my mouth for even a second, but I knew he would like to hear that
bit of information!
"Oh, Miranda, Oh, feels good..." he moaned.
I returned to his cock, sucking like a slut in heat. I made sexual sounds to
excite him; years of watching porn had taught me that men love hearing erotic
moans from women, even if they are just for effect, not because her pussy is
actually getting stimulated.
"Mmm...Oh...Mmppphh...UM!" I moaned. It was hard to really say
anything verbal with my mouth filled up. I swished his cock inside my cheeks,
getting it as deep into my throat as possible while breathing through my nose.
I was buried into his lap; his cock completely inside my mouth, his thighs
pressed up against my cheeks, my nose in his lap. My eyelashes brushed up
against his pubic hair.
Max's groans are getting louder and his breathing more desperate. I firmly
grabbed his dick with strong suction from my mouth as I fondled his heavy
balls. His balls began to draw closer to his thighs, a sign that his orgasm was
imminent. I intended to milk him dry; I sucked and licked him lovingly, while
stroking his balls. I looked up; his eyes were tightly shut, and his hands were
by his side on the sofa. I reached his hands and placed them on my tits,
letting him have something soft and pleasant to hold onto while he came.
"Oh...Miranda...I'm gonna come soon, I can tell. I can't hold it much
longer..."
I didn't answer him verbally; I just sucked him faster and made moaning noises
as I prepared to finish him off. My pace and intensity grew with each trip up
and down his organ; I made loud slurping and sucking sounds with my mouth. His
cock was rock hard and throbbing; I could feel it shaking. I visualized the hot
white come loaded up in his balls getting ready to squirt hard.
"OH! Fuck! OHHHHH!" the contractions began, and his erection flexed.
I focused the muscles of my mouth and tongue intently on the head of his dick
while tightening my grip around his balls. I felt the pre-cum that I had been
tasting all throughout the blowjob start to drip out even more. Then the
explosion came.
I have given many blowjobs and swallowed many loads of cum, but this was a very
intense rush. Maybe it was because this was his first blowjob, or maybe it was
because he had a lot of cum built up, but the intensity and amount of come was
difficult to handle. I bobbed my head up and down and forced myself to quickly
swallow it up, not wanting to lose a drop. He grabbed my boobs tightly;
normally I don't like having them held so tightly, but I didn't mind, I knew
his orgasm was really intense and he needed something to grip onto.
Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot down my throat. I was able to gulp most of it
down quickly, but some of it filled my cheeks. His own cum mixed with my saliva
as I licked the tip of his shaft, valiantly swallowing it all down. I struggled
to breath through my nose, which was buried in his pubic hair, as I finished
him off, milking even more cum out of his balls with my hands. Just when I
thought it was over, his cock quivered with some involuntary aftershocks, and
yet more creamy juice trickled down my throat. I kept his rock hard erection in
my mouth after the main part of the orgasm ended; there was drop after drop of
cum still dripping out of the head of his dick even though the huge spurting
phase had ended.
He completely collapsed, spent and drained. I lovingly stroked his thighs; his
cock was still in my mouth, but I had stopped stimulating him as I knew his
cock would be very sensitive. I slowly let him withdraw, and gave the head of
his cock a soft little kiss, licking off the last remaining drops of fluid.
Eventually, I sat back up on the sofa with him. I let him doze off in my lap.
He had a wood desk next to the sofa, and I noticed a piece of paper and pencil
on the desk. I didn't want to wake him; he had gone to heaven and I wanted him
to enjoy blissful rest after his rush. I scribbled down a short note:
"Max: I had a great time introducing you to the pleasures of oral sex.
I enjoyed being a cocksucker; I hope the experience was everything you expected
and more. Sorry I had to go. Just so you know, I'm literally running back to my
dorm room right now. You got my cunt so horny; being a cocksucking slut will do
that to me. As soon as I get back home, I'm tearing off my jeans and panties
and touching my clit till I explode. And I'm going to fantasize about sucking
your big hard cock.
Miranda."
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