Realizing a blowjob fantasy

Fairly early in our relationship, my guy had a fantasy of having me greet him when he first walks in to the room. I would take down his pants and briefs, and give him a blowjob. His penis would then get harder as I sucked him.

The problem? My guy's cock gets hard pretty fast.

It wasn't a problem yesterday. We can consider his fantasy to be completed successfully.

I waited in what seems to be our usual treehouse location across from where he teaches his course on Saturday nights. He drove over, parked next to my car, and joined me in my car.

"Hi," he greeted me.
"Hey," I replied.

My guy quickly pulled down his trousers and briefs, which was in record time.

"Can you suck me while my cock gets hard in your mouth?" he asked me.

I didn't hesitate to go down on my knees in the backseat of my car and give him a blowjob. He was enjoying the moment. I was, too. It was different feeling his erect member get larger in my mouth.

We learned a couple of things during this exercise. My guy loves to pleasure me while I am sucking on him. The problem with doing these acts together is that I get aroused quickly and often reach orgasm before he ejaculates. So, it is best that I simply pleasure him first. He can then work on me afterwards.

My guy loves touching me as I give him a blowjob. It doesn't work well when he had cold hands and he touches my sides. I'm ticklish to begin with, so the coldness makes it worse!

Anyway, he eventually came and was elated. I fumbled for some paper towel. We both helped clean up.

My guy signalled me to cuddle up against him. We were a bit out of practice, since it was a couple of weeks since we last had quality time.

He smelled nice. I love his aftershave. It is the same scent that he had on when we first started dating, which was fitting for this occasion.

Melting away stress with multiple orgasms and planning a spanking session

My guy loves me. He loves being with me. The feeling is completely mutual.

I got to work on Monday. He was in a meeting. When he had a free moment, he came to see me. We started chatting. Of course, our annoying colleague who enjoys jumping into our conversations did just that. She and my guy disagreed over comments they had made about me last week.

Well, my guy was correct. I wasn't at work to hear them. He did saying something nice -- that I am truthful and I don't sugarcoat anything that I say. This colleague said that I was there when they were chatting, but she was mistaken.

My guy could tell that something was irritating me. That something was more our colleague. He is sweet in that he came over with what was left of his jar of chocolate candies. He always offers me chocolate first before he spreads the wealth. I went for the long gold-foiled one.

"It's your favourite one," he said. "I knew that you would choose it."
"You know me too well," I said, smiling at him.

A couple of hours later, he came back to his desk. Most of our colleagues had left for the day. We had a brief chat.

"So, what really was upsetting you earlier?" he asked.
"I made a factual statement to our colleague that I am doing the workload of three people. She said that she felt insulted. I found that reaction to be odd. I had to state that it wasn't meant to be an insult. Before she came to "save the day," I was doing the workload of five people. I think that if she were really doing her job these days, instead of socializing for most of her day, that she wouldn't have reacted that way."

My guy nodded. He came over to my desk and started to rub the back of my neck. I love when he does that. He then whispered whether I would like a meeting. Without really needing to ponder over that question, I nodded my head.

He was waiting for me at our usual spot. I had to change into a denim mini skirt. I also had my lacy black panties on.

I entered our treehouse. My guy could not stop looking at me. We kissed. His hand immediately went for my bare thigh. We stopped for a bit.

"Let me take a look at you," he said, looking at me from head to toe. "You are gorgeous."
"Thanks," I said, and we embraced.
"Do you want to get dopey?" he asked me.
"Maybe," I said, which throws us back to when we first started flirting with each other in the office.
"I like maybe," he said, which is really closer to my saying yes. "Is your skirt from the Gap?"
"Yes," I replied.
"I am beginning to like the Gap."

My right hand was wrapped around him, caressing his back. My left hand was on his butt, occasionally playing with his belt around his waist. He had his right hand hugging me and his left hand was on my thigh, which proceeded to play with my pussy, eventually fingering my butt.

"Do you feel like a slut?" he whispered in my right ear.
"Yes, like the slut that I have always been," I replied.

I eventually came and took a break. My guy still had his fingers in my pussy. He admitted that he didn't want to take them out.

My guy likes to push the boundaries a bit from time to time. I came not twice, but three times. Every time, he would show his affection by brushing his hand over my forehead, playing with my hair, or kissing my shoulders and neck.

He played with me for a fourth time. I love when he fingers me. He is skillful at it.

"You're driving me crazy," I said in a low voice, obviously aroused by what he was doing to me.
"I love when you talk like that," he said, obviously pleased that he was doing a good job at pleasuring me.

I came. I don't recall reaching orgasm so many times in succession in recent years, but I did. I then rested in the backseat as my guy cleaned up.

My guy smiled at me sweetly. He touched my cheek and gingerly pinched my cheek.

"You are so cute," he said to me. "I didn't think that you could get cuter than you are right now, but you are."

He had briefly licked my left nipple earlier. I told him that I remembered the only other time that he had sucked it. He remembered that day fondly, too. He went ahead and sucked my left nipple some more. I loved it when his tongue circled around my hard nipple. He nibbled at it a bit. His lips creating suction was wonderful. He looked up at me and we kissed for a bit.

My guy looked at me lovingly. He removed my sandal off my left leg and placed it on the armrest in front of us. I then put my other leg up. He touched my left leg. He proceeded to massage it.

"You really love my legs," I remarked.
"I do," he admitted. He touched the back of my left thigh. "You are so smooth."
"No one has ever done that," I noted.
"The guys that you used to be with don't know how to pleasure you," he stated.

We talked some more.

"I can't believe that you have been hiding your legs from me for so long," he said with a sweet smile on his face.
"I can't go to work every day like this, you know," I stated, which he agreed.
"I am so attracted to you," he admitted. "You are everything that I need."

He is sweet. I told him that he was smooth. That trend continued.

"I love kissing you," I said to him, as we had spent another ten minutes kissing.
"Have I ever told you how much I love your lips, and how soft, full, tender, and smooth your lips are?"
"Maybe," I said with a smile on my face. "I use that word a lot, don't I?"
"I like it," he nodded. "I have never kissed anyone as long and as much as I have kissed you."
"I am honoured," I said.
"The honour is mine," he replied.

I enjoy touching his thigh. I was actually squeezing it lovingly. He liked it.

He told me that he'd like to spank me this Friday. He told me how.

"I'd put you over my knee, lift up your short skirt, and spank you with that wooden spatula over your lacy black panties."
"You'd get quite the view," I said.
"Yes, and I would do more to you while you are in that position."

I liked the last part of our meeting. He spanked my left buttock and pinched it.

"Maybe we should have done this first," he noted. I agreed. "I liked when you touched my butt earlier."
"I loved touching it. You have a cute butt."

I think that he'll be just fine when I ease him into spanking him down the road. I can't wait for Friday to arrive.

What a low-cut, fitted top and a black bra can do for a girl

My guy has been back from his business trip to Bangkok for a couple of days now. It was nice to see him again in the office.

I had asked how he was while he had a huge mouthful of food. It was fun teasing him. It's the only time in which he keeps quiet. Of course, he tried teasing me back.

I had a phone interview with a potential candidate to join our team at work. Unfortunately, this person cannot send me any samples of his work due to a nondisclosure agreement that he had signed. My guy said that I enjoy shooting people down because I am a self-professed picky person, which made me shake my head.

At work, it is more difficult for my guy to come over to my desk, to massage my neck or briefly grope my breast. He tried on two separate occasions, only two have colleagues stop by and chat with us.

I could tell throughout the afternoon that my guy was looking at me with his I-want-you stare. When we were both standing up in our cubicles, his eyes occasionally looked down at my lower-cut t-shirt that I had on.

He had made a joke about having a "quickie" when talking about his brief two-day trip to Bangkok. Another colleague had picked up what he had hinted at, but my guy played the innocent boy part, which we all knew was unconvincing.

At 18:00, I decided to pack up. I engaged my guy in a bit of a conversation. He got his coffee mug and we both headed into the kitchen. As soon as the door had closed, we both faced each other.

"You look good," he complimented. "Do you wanna meet at our usual place?"
"Sure," I said. "For a quickie."

He smiled and then swatted my left buttock. I was turned on.

We met at our usual spot. I had arrived there a bit sooner than he did. I got into the backseat of his car and called it the treehouse. I felt like I was climbing into one. It was our own little world. He liked that nickname.

"I love what you are wearing," he confided. "I love your fitted top. I can see your black bra through the gap between the buttons."

His fingers immediately went to unbutton my top. He told me that he absolutely loved the sight of my wearing a black bra.

We kissed. We kissed a lot. It's our usual routine, which we both enjoy. He has a way of using his full lips to grip my bottom lip. He is a wonderful kisser.

He tenderly groped my right breast, eventually taking it out of my bra to play with my nipple. It didn't take much for the nipple to become erect. He did something different. He pinched my nipple hard. I didn't know what to make of it at first, but it did turn me on. You could tell that I was aroused by how passionately I was kissing him.

My guy proceeded to unbutton and unzip my jeans. I pulled down both my panties and jeans. He played with my pussy. I was on my back. He was kind to ask if I was comfortable. I was. I asked if he was okay and he was.

He played with my pussy. He told me that he had missed it. I had to remind him of the new nickname that he had given my pussy last week. Soon, he was also fingering my butt and calling me his whore. I loved it. I eventually came and ended up limp in his arms.

He held me in a lovingly way afterward. He told me to relax and enjoy the moment. We talked about the nipple-pinching. It took a bit of time for me to process what had happened. I didn't mind the pinching. He thought that since I liked my bottom smacked and pinched that it would make sense that I may like my nipple pinched.

He playfully tickled me. I tenderly played with his chest, which I find highly sexy. Sometimes, I think that he is surprised that I get aroused touching his chest and playing with his chest hair. He appreciates that I do, though. He playfully spanked my right buttock.

After I had recovered from being pleasured, he looked again at my black bra contrasting my skin and immediately lowered his pants and underwear. His cock was hard. Without hesitation, I began giving him a handjob.

"I love looking at your perfectly manicured fingers wrapped around my cock," he said.
"I am glad that you let me do this to you," I said, which got him immediately excited.
"I didn't get a massage in Bangkok because no one can make me feel so good like you do," he admitted, which made me smile.

He told me to suck on his erect penis. I sucked on its head as if it were a popsicle. I then went to lick the length of his hard cock before working it in my mouth.

I am still a novice at blowjobs, but I find that I gag now and again. He was so aroused that he tried to shove as much of his cock down my throat. He liked the look of it in my mouth, often sweeping my hair away from my face so he could get a better view.

He then ordered me to pull his cock out of my mouth and to kiss him. I obeyed. We kissed as I went back to giving him a handjob.

His kiss was not only passionate, but strong. There was an intensity to it that I had never felt before until today. He was so aroused. It showed when he finally ejaculated. He had quite the release. I was flattered. He felt good. I could sure tell.

"You are so special," he told me. "I love being with you in our treehouse."
"You're not so bad yourself," I said, hugging him tightly.

We spent a bit of time looking at his travel pictures on his cell phone. We share an interest in photos. It's incredible what you learn about your partner after sex.

Why I love sucking cock - the challenge!

I would have never predicted that I would be writing about why I love sucking cock. It is quite the topic for me to write about, but I am up (pun intended) for the challenge. This post has been brought to you by Spanky's fine post to all Cock-Worshipping Subs.

I am new to the art of giving a blowjob. I only started several months ago.

When I was married, I didn't feel inclined to give my now ex-husband a blowjob. It was mostly because he wasn't exactly the most hygienic guy that I knew. I never liked the fact that he could go a few days without taking a shower. As our marriage rolled on, my love for him diminished. In a nutshell, he had a lot of demons and his priorities came first most of the time. Mine often took a backseat.

My first cock-sucking experience was with my guy. After being punished with a crop that he had bought exclusively to use on me, at one point, he asked me to kiss the head of his cock. Not only did I kiss it, but I put it in my mouth. I loved how soft and smooth his penis was when I had first kissed it. I couldn't help but be curious about what it was like to have his cock expand in my mouth. It was a good introduction and experience for me. My guy was so sweet and patient with me. I also enjoyed sucking him while I was on my back and he was on top of me.

Over the months, I have had a lot of practice sucking and pleasing him. I love playing with his balls. I want to suck and lick them one of these days. I am curious. I am also eager to please.

I enjoy the role-playing that we do. Whenever I give him a blowjob, he likes calling me a slut and a whore. I get aroused when he does, too. It's mostly because I am truly a goody-goody, which would perhaps explain why I enjoy being spanked and called names in the bedroom. I qualify his name-calling by saying that I am his exclusive sex slave, waiting to satisfy every sexual need that he has and demands from me. It turns him on immensely.

As of late, we have been experimenting by having me suck and jerk him off. I love switching between the two. He often looks at my manicured nails wrapped around his erect penis and gets incredibly turned on. I like when he tells me that he likes when my tongue licks the length of his hard cock. It's as if I were licking a popsicle. He is just that yummy.

One of my favourite brief conversations with him was as follows:

"I love it when you suck me," he said, with his eyes closed, enjoying what I was doing to him.
"I love it when you let me," I replied, obviously pulling out his erect member to talk before going back to work. Needless to say, he came shortly thereafter.

So, that's it from this novice cock-sucking girl. I love the pleasure that both my guy and I derive from my giving him a blowjob. I feel like I have accomplished something wonderful when he comes after all the hard work I have done sucking, licking, and playing with his erect penis. I get horny when he playfully scolds me. I enjoy when he grabs my hair in our role-playing and tries to get me to suck all of him in my mouth. It's hot. He has told me that it turns him on to see his penis in my mouth. I get turned one giving him a blowjob, especially with a sore, red bottom from being spanked by him.

Warming up a bottom on a cold day

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