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He relaxes back on the couch while I lavish attention on him, moving down his chest and kissing his nipples, then down his stomach and beyond. I stroke his legs, I rub the soles of his feet, I nudge his legs farther apart and begin gently to suck his cock.
He talks to me while I blow him.
In the past I was told that talking “wrecked the mood,” and perhaps for that man it did. I theorize that only my voice wrecked the mood; it was not so much the act of talking, but that it was me talking that caused him to soften in my hand or pussy.
My friend now– he’s not like that. He talks to me while I blow him and he expects me to answer back. “You really like sucking my cock, don’t you, you dirty girl?”
I mumble and nod, not stopping.
“I can tell, baby. You do it so well. Take it all in.”
He’s been trained by polite girls; before me, he’d been instructed to keep his hands glued to the arms of his chair. I’ve pointed out that I like to be directed more forcefully. I obligingly take it all in, then move his hand to the back of my head.
“Yeah? You want me to do that to you?” Tentatively, very politely, he pushes my head downward. I pause, not moving a millimeter past the point that he’s pushed me. In fact, I push back against his hand. He gets the message. “You like that, you little slut? You do, don’t you?”
Again, a mumbled assent. He pushes down on my head, harder now. In a week or so I’ll have to work on Hair-Grabbing and Lip-Spanking, but for now I’m content with the today’s progress.
“God that feels good,” he moans as I perform some particularly impressive swirls around his tight head. “Why do some women like to suck cock and some don’t? Or won’t?” There’s a bit of resentment in his tone now.
This makes me pause the swirls. With my lips still on him, I say, “I have no idea why a woman wouldn’t want to do this.”
“My ex never sucked me, not once, in fifteen years of marriage.”
Now I do stop. “Never?” I’m slightly amazed, although I know I shouldn’t be. “Not even once?” He looks me in the eyes and confirms that never did she even once suck him.
“That is a crime against humanity,” I murmur, going back to the task at hand. “She never did this to you?” I slide my mouth down completely over his shaft. He groans and assures me that she never did that. “Didn’t she ever do this?” I lick the length of his cock and look up at him for an answer. Apparently she never did that, either. His eyes are closed but he shakes his head vigorously.
I put one tiny kiss on the very end of his cock. “Not even this?” I ask in amazement.
“Well, maybe that. Maybe…two times did she ever kiss me like that, on my dick.”
“Such a pity.” I’m back to swirling and tonguing and stroking now, my fingers caressing his balls. “She has no idea what she was missing.”
