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With glistening lips and my mouth in an O shape, I took his cock in my hand and pointed it at my mouth. The thought of what I was about to do made me shudder inside. The thought crossed my mind that I ought to just pick myself up and leave this man who thought he could do this to me. Instead, I pulled the head towards my O shaped mouth, pursed my lips together and kissed it, ever so briefly. It was like I was paying homage to this symbol of his masculinity.
But I knew he wanted more. His cock was was now hanging soft over the side of my hand, so I had to arch sideways to get his cock into my O shaped mouth. The head of his cock touched my lips again as I pursed my lips and soon felt the top of his head between my lips. His cock tasted good, clean.
"Good girl. Look up at me. Now gently suck the head of my cock into your mouth. As you do this, always look up at me."
I repositioned myself, all the time holding the head of his cock in between my lips, and looked up at him. Mark was still sitting back, relaxed, with both arms on the back of the sofa, looking down on me and evaluating my performance.
I held the head of his cock in my mouth and kept my lips around his cock. Already it stretched me. I could feel its power rushing through it.
"Very good. Now, with your tongue, feel for the little hole on top of my cock with your tongue, shygirl, and massage it with your tongue."
I found the little hole and started flicking my tongue over it.
"Do it in circles, girl."
I did as he asked and started circling around and over the pee hole of his cock. Soon enough, I felt tension enter his cock. First, I felt the tension rise from the base. Then upwards towards the head of his cock. I could feel it grow in my mouth.
"Wait, wait shygirl. Leave my cock in your mouth and look at me."
Now what? I thought I was doing a good job here? I looked up at him and he nodded towards my ass. I didn’t have to look behind me to know immediately what he meant. Ughh! I tilted my hips and arched my back again. My ass moved upwards.
"That’s right, girl. I don’t want to be reminding you of this every single time. You have to keep this in mind yourself. Now go on."
I focused on his cock again, circling my tongue around the little hole in the head of his cock. The tension had become a little bit less and as soon as I proceeded, his cock started to grow again.
"Good girl. Now, let’s proceed. Make the O that you make with your mouth a bit bigger and welcome the head of my cock further in your mouth. As you do this, start moving your tongue over the rest of the head."
I widened my mouth further and could feel it occupy my mouth. I pushed my lips over the pronounced edge of the head of his cock. The entire head was in my mouth now. I tried to move my tongue around it, but was lacking space. Uhm.. now what? I looked up, as if to ask Mark, and let the head of his cock go from my mouth, so I could ask him. I wanted to start talking but Mark interrupted me.
"What are you doing? Did I tell you to take my cock out of your mouth?"
"No, but…" I stumbled.
"If I don’t tell you to let go of my cock, then don’t do it," he said powerfully. "Go on now."
I put his cock back in my mouth. I felt stupid for not trying harder. I wanted to make him proud, exert power over him by pleasuring him, and at the same time give him something back for what he had taught me, so I fully concentrated on his cock again. I locked my lips around the head of his cock and I squeezed my tongue around it. I went on for several minutes. Holding his cock in my mouth. Licking the head. Pleasuring him.
In the meantime his cock come to full attention. My hand at the base of his cock was being pushed open further and when he was fully erect, I had to hold his cock tightly to touch my fingertips when holding it. My tight grip only strengthened his cock even further. The head was very hard, with an extremely pronounced edge to it. For a moment, I randomly thought about my ex-bf. My fingers were overlapping easily when I had my hand around his cock! In disbelief, I decided to stop letting my mind wander off to him and that this was a new start, a start of something bigger. Literally.
In the meantime, Mark was looking down and approving my newfound focus. He had taken his phone out and snapped a quick picture. I guess I was doing something right!
Then, as my tongue was beginning to tire, he said' "Alright, very good shygirl. Now, as your next skill, I want to learn you how to pop with your mouth. What you’re going to do is to suck your mouth tight around my cock, just your lips, suck it airtight and then pull your head back and let my cock go from your mouth. If you do it right, your mouth will make a popping sound."
I felt the edge of the head press into my mouth and just like that, I pulled my head back - slowly. A barely hearable pop came from my mouth. I looked up at Mark, to see if I had done alright.
"That’s good for starters. Keep practicing, shygirl."
I sucked his cock back into my mouth and tried again. Pop! This time it was louder. I just had to pull back with a snap. I tried a few more times and improved every time. Mark was whistling through his teeth after a while every time I did it.
"There you go!" Mark said approvingly. "Let’s move on to the next skill I want to teach you. But first, have a sip of your drink."
We both had a sip of our Bacardi, Mark took the glass from me, put it away and ran a hand thru my hair. I let go of his cock, letting it rest on his lower abs, to the side. I only now noticed this thick vein running over the back of it.
"Such beautiful blonde hairs you have. Blonde hairs show a great contrast on a black man, don’t you think?"
I nodded.
"What I’m going to teach you now, is very essential when pleasuring a man. If you get this right and if you can do this with the right self-confidence, you will be able to take control of every man you encounter."
Mark sat up a bit, as if to prepare for an important next step. I made sure I paid good attention.
"What you’re going to do now, is give me a good blowjob. You no doubt have given a blowjob before and understand the basic concept of it but I don’t want to know about it, because it was probably rubbish anyway judging by what I heard from Carla about your ex boyfriends. I’m going to teach you how to do it right."
I was listening carefully as he went on. No need to interrupt him this time, as he was right.
"The blowjob is something truly special when exerting power over a man, as you have a man’s most prized possession in your mouth. Think about the power you have! You should be very careful with this, however, as abusing this power will surely be turned against you. Therefore, you have to reassure the man and make sure you won’t be a threat to him. A submissive position is essential when giving a blowjob. That’s why a position on your knees, like you are sitting right now, is a great one. The secret to a good blowjob is commitment. You must show that you want to go all-in."
Mark leaned forward and observed me. I’m not sure what he was thinking now, but all I knew was I was as ready as I’d ever be to learn about giving the best blowjobs.
"Are you ready to go all in, girl?"
I nodded and said, "Hell yea, Mark. I’m ready."
"Good. Move back a bit so I can stand up."
I moved backwards on my knees and he stood up in front of me, towering over me. He still had all his clothes on but his cock was sticking out from underneath his shirt, half erect. His cock was dangling in front of me, a bit higher than my head.
"You see? This is a good position for you to be in when you give a blowjob. Now, pull down my pants and my boxers so we can get started."
I pulled them to his ankles. Only now did I see the size of his balls. They were hanging heavy below his cock. They were well shaven and were the sagging kind, hanging low in his sack. He sat down again, his half erect cock now resting between his legs and his ball sack at ease on my sofa.
"This is how it works. First, get back to the same position you were in."
I scooted forward on my knees, put my hands on his knees and arched my back.
"Now, what you’re going to do is get a good rhythm going with your mouth and your hands. Put your left hand on the base of my cock. Good. Now, wrap your other hand around my cock just above the other. Good. Yes, go ahead you can start stroking it a bit."
I started stroking his half erect cock with my upper hand.
"What I’m going to tell you right now is important; a good blowjob is always a wet blowjob. You want to get that cock wet so it feels welcome when it goes in your mouth, right? Position yourself right above my cock. Yes, like that. Now, I want you to wet your lips really good. Yes, rub that tongue over those sexy lips. Good. Now, collect a bit of spit in your mouth and drip it on the head of my cock."
I opened my mouth and carefully dripped a few drops of spit on his cockhead. I let some more saliva flow from my mouth onto my chin and drop onto my cleavage.
"A bit more girl. You want this cock to slide into your mouth smoothly don’t you?"
I nodded.
"Well, be more generous then. There you go. Rub it over my cock with your hand. Very good. Now, get to work and I’ll let you know how you’re doing."
I lowered my head over his half erect cock that I was holding and opened my mouth. My lips touched the head of his cock and I greeted it with a little lick. I let a bit of extra spit drip on the head from my tongue and rubbed it over the top of his cock. I then opened my mouth and sucked the head right inside. I proceeded to circle my tongue around the head, like I had done before, meanwhile moving my upper hand over his cock. I let my hand go up and down between my other hand and my lips.
I then heard Mark say, "Good stuff girl. Remember what I said: you need to find a good rhythm with your mouth and your hand. Make them move together."
My lips met the top side of my hand, right at the edge of the head of his cock. I positioned my hand against my lips and slowly started to move them up and down simultaneously. The head of his cock was so big I wasn’t really getting any further than that. I kept going and after a while, I felt his cock grow again. I looked up and Mark had let his headrest back on the sofa, clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I just kept going and going, rhythmically working the head of his cock in and out of my mouth, too afraid to let my lips go from his cock.
"Good girl, good stuff. Now, try twisting both your hands a bit and move that mouth in the opposite direction. Yes, like that."
He leaned back again and let me go on for a while. Every other moment, I let a bit of spit behind on his cock and while stroking his cock I distributed it over his cock, which had become a shiny black piece of throbbing meat with a glowing pink bulb on top.
"Very good, girl. Now, make sure you let the head run over the roof of your mouth. The ridges on the roof of a mouth tease the head really nicely."
I felt his pulsing head rub against the roof of my mouth, I kept at it and started to grow confident. He was looking on as I worked my mouth and hands on his cock. I tried to smile with his cock in my mouth as I looked up at him, but couldn’t get the corners of my mouth to arch up. He lol-ed when he saw what I was trying.
"Girl, what was that? You trying to impress me? Leave that for later on. Alright, now that you feel comfortable with this, let’s try the next step. Take both your hands off of my cock. Just let it go altogether."
I let his cock go and his cock laid down on his belly. It had swollen to full erection. It was arched up, making it stand clear from his belly with only the head touching his abdomen close to his navel. I found this incredibly sexy. The thick, dark pink head also stood out, almost as if it is was radiating with my saliva on it.
"Good job so far. You’ve gotten me pretty damn hard, it’s essential to keep it that way. While I continue my instructions run your tongue up and down over the shaft of my cock, from bottom to top and back, so it stays nice and hard. Go ahead."
I stuck out my tongue and did as he said.
"Do it slow, girl. You see that fat vein in the middle, going all the way up my cock? That’s a good part to lick."
"Ok, as you had noticed before, I have some balls that need attention as well. What you’re going to do now, is suck my balls into your mouth, one at a time. When you do this, it is essential that they are nice and wet as well. Run your tongue down to my balls."
I nodded and went down from his shaft to his balls. My tongue started to explore his balls. They tasted a bit salty and felt heavy to move around.
"Don’t forget to look up at me. Yes, nice. Now flick the tip of your tongue over my balls. Try to tickle them. Very good. Suck my right ball into your mouth."
His right ball was hanging substantially lower than the left one. I did as I was told and opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around it. It was bigger than I expected. I let my tongue swirl around it for a bit and looked up. Mark was looking down on me with a concentrated look, making sure I did exactly as he wanted.
"Now while you suck it, take my cock in your right hand and stroke it. Make sure to squeeze a little bit with your fingers when you get to the head. Men really like that. There you go. Good Emma. Now move to my other ball and while you do this, run your wet tongue up and down in between my balls. Yes, right there. Now, go a bit further down. Further. Yes, that’s it, right there."
I was now well below and between his balls, letting my tongue explore the skin right below it. I flicked my tongue up and down. His balls were resting against my blushing cheeks.
"Good girl, push harder while you flick that tongue. Flick it, girl, come on."
I pressed my tongue in his scrotum. With my nose resting between his balls and his balls hanging against both my cheeks, I kept flicking my tongue. I felt him reposition his hips a bit, so I could better reach down there. His cock twitched in my hand as I stroked him. Gosh, he was really hard right now!
"Alright, good girl, stop right there."
I looked up at him and Mark was breathing heavily now.
"Ok remember this: when you have trouble exerting power over a man and you don’t know what to do anymore, go down there. What you’re doing is you are stimulating the perineum of a man, which as you notice works wonders. I of course know about it, so I sent you there. And you will go back down later on, I promise."
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MILFAnal “You like that, don’t ya Fugs, hey?” asked Eric. “You like a big cock going deep in that sweet tight little puckered up ass?” “You know I do, Babe,” I said between thrusts. “But, do you want to talk or fuck?” “Oh, let’s talk please,” Eric smirked. “How was your day, sweetheart?” “Well asshole, it was going fine... until you opened your mouth. So, stop being a smart ass, shut up and”... BDSM “Take it like the bitch you are,” I said, as I rammed my condom covered rubber opaque cock...
Straight Sex(episode 31) Prelude to the Party: After finding out about Mary Beth’s kinky tryst at the lesbian club and also allowing myself to participate in Jennifer’s twisted drug-fueled gang bang, I found myself in a very strange mood. In fact it was like being apathetic, ashamed, strangely aroused and creeped out all at once. Despite all the bizarre events of the past weekend, I thought I’d try to maintain my relationship with Mary Beth. I figured my participation in Jennifer’s twisted orgy and Mary...
College SexMilena's story My name is Milena and I work in a well-known chain of Opticians on the high street. When the manageress of our store suggested that we have a ‘wear what you want day’ I was excited. I’ve always been one for fancy dress. Then she added one or two caveats. We must be decent and not wear anything that brings the business into disrepute. Knowing me, that was a tall ask, but hey ho! She said it would be good for morale and create a talking point among customers and attract passing...
Quickie SexMike, Enough endless talking. You once said that it is not bragging if one can back up one’s words with action, and now it has come time to back up your words, mon petit. Please see attached; everything has been arranged. Yours, Jen. No further explanation.A ‘click,’ a mental turn as my brain processed those three short sentences, and time quite changed, my vision dimming as I read the attachment. It read as follows:Dear Mr. Stone,Thank you for choosing Alaska Airlines. Please make note...
AnalThis story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I’ve always been a bit of a loner. Even in my daydreams, which largely featured a handsome prince who saw me completely differently to how I really am, more time was spent waiting and dreaming of him in those solitary imaginings than I did actually with him in them. I believe that was prophetic, leading into (or perhaps from?) pathetic. When it comes to sex, with two startling exceptions, all of that...
First Time“Hi, I’m Rachel, and yeah… I guess you can call me a sex addict,” I giggled as I looked at the expectant faces surrounding me. I thought about that statement for a minute. Of course, I’d never called myself a sex addict out loud, but the idea of it sounded almost kind of sexy. Of course I knew I was supposed to be all serious standing there in the classroom at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health. But really, how can you find the seriousness of group therapy at all? They were a miscellaneous...
Taboo‘To pluck a beautiful flower from the desert is an unpardonable sin.’ – Man Of Mountain, Shoshone Medicine Man My best friend Karla, lived with her dad, Hank, in a trailer until she was eighteen. Then she fixed up an empty trailer, one of those old chrome things with the rounded corners, and moved into it by herself. She used to get spooked in that trailer all by herself. She would call me on the phone and say, “Jan, come over and spend the night. You know I’ve got NetFlix; we’ll rent something...
SupernaturalSomething powerful stirred inside me when I heard the groan of carnal satisfaction over the gentle waves. That something had been trying to return for a while, nudged toward life with every sultry glance and beautiful body that I encountered or imagined. But when I turned the corner that night and saw her on his lap, rolling her hips, unmistakeably fucking, that was when it officially re-awakened. It had been asleep for literally years; when I moved to Jamaica, it truly slept in peace. It was a...
Group SexSaturday evening was delightful, the club was jumping, and there lots and lots of pretty people around to enjoy. A tall brunette was giving me the eye, and the way she was looking at me told me we were on the same wavelength. She finally walked up to me and spoke."Can I buy you a drink, pretty lady?"Silly girl, of COURSE you can!"I'd love that, and I love Cosmos. My name's Elizabeth, and you are?"She smiled and it was the kind of smile I liked."I'm Kendra, and I'm impressed, you're very...
LesbianI sighed, hit “send” on my email, and wondered if it was time for another trip across the road to Costa. The office was supposed to be air-conditioned, but it didn’t seem to be working today, just when it was most needed. It’s not that I was complaining about the hot weather, it’s just that I’d much rather be out sun-bathing than stuck at my computer all day.Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.“I don’t suppose you’ve got any Ibuprofen, Annie. This heat’s given me a splitting headache, and I must...
Office SexIf I hurried, I had time to drive home, take a quick shower, get dressed and still not be late for my dinner date with Jason. He was working late, so he would be meeting me at the restaurant. Since I knew he wouldn’t be stopping home first, it gave me time to get my naughty surprise ready for him. Hopping out of the shower, I quickly dried off, rubbed on some lotion and made sure I was smooth all over. I put on a lace black bra and garter, slid on some black thigh highs and attached them to the...
ToysMy boyfriend and I were cuddled together in my bed enjoying the post coital bliss that followed a nice, but not spectacular fuck. I was gently fondling his rapidly deflating penis as he softly massaged my labia - both slippery with various sexual fluids. Devin broke the moment asking, “On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate this?” “Sssh,” I sighed, “Let's just enjoy this.” “Seriously,” he said, “One to ten, with a ten being mind blowing.” “Devin, let it be,” I protested, “Just be quiet.”...
Group SexPamela had already made the picnic and packed it into a wicker basket when the boys arrived. She’d cleaned the kitchen as well, been a thorough little domestic goddess with her mom and dad away for the week. And finally she had changed from jogging pants and T-shirt into her costume. Nothing outlandish, just a simple white-muslin dress and sandals, and then to the garden to pluck daisies and buttercups and ring them into a crown and a necklace. She stood before her bedroom mirror adjusting the...
Group SexOn a warm, quiet night, Lauren lay in bed listening, through her open bedroom window, to the deep moans of an unknown woman that was repeatedly brought near climax, only to be edged back from her orgasmic bliss. Lauren’s husband, dead to the world in a deep sleep, lay next to her, oblivious of the other woman but thirty feet outside their window, being ravaged by Jason, who had been their best man just three years ago.Lauren’s fingers were massaging her rock hard nipples as she imagined Jason’s...
CheatingJack’s Story Despite all my reservations, I had agreed to house sit my parent’s place for a month this summer while they were on vacation in Europe. My parents lived in the suburbs and were far from my usual stomping grounds. Literally there was nothing, but nothing, around unless your amusement was the local shopping mall.“Jack,” my father had said, “your mother and I would feel so much more comfortable if you were here. There has been this wave of robberies in this area occurring when people...
MILFSeven o’clock, the black numbers showed clearly against the silver LED background. Tanner noted the time with a sense of detachment, not concerned or hurried, but with an awareness that his guest would soon arrive. A geisha, Tanner thought while gazing out through the expanse of windows in his penthouse apartment.Tanner rolled the word through his mind again, sampling its meaning as if he could taste its implications. Would she offer sex? Probably, but there was no guarantee. From what little...
Straight SexThe city is lonely and my bedside table is in disarray. Cherry cola fizzes in a champagne flute. A ragged copy of Albert Camus’ The Fall holds a position of importance in place of a Bible. It’s bookmarked at Jean-Baptiste’s recollection of that warm autumn night by the River Seine. I like to reread that passage when I can’t sleep. Next to it, there’s a half-smoked joint in a vintage glass ashtray that I stole from an ex-lover’s apartment. I can’t remember his name, but there’s something...
HardcoreAs the door closed behind me I looked at my watch. One a.m. I should be home in less than half an hour. It smelled refreshing and invigorating outside. As I walked to my car the last few drops of his semen ran down my leg. My bra and panties were in my purse. I was dressed in my normal work attire, not having showered after. I was sure I was ripe with the fresh sent of rigorous sex. When I arrived home intended to drop my clothes, get into bed, odorous as I was, and shower in the morning.I...
Cuckold(episode 30) My infatuation with Mary Beth grew during January of 2008. She was damned sexy and really good looking, plus she had one of planet Earth’s best camel toes. Another great thing about Mary Beth was that she was almost as daring and insatiable as Jennifer. However, as February came along, a few problems did arise. Mary Beth was becoming more and more possessive and controlling, and she would get really pissed off about me going over to Brittany and Jennifer’s apartment to study. ...
College SexGav slipped off his leather jacket and hung it over the back of his chair. It was Monday again and he needed to get to grips with the project that he was overseeing. He was head of IT Infrastructure at a busy lingerie firm. Lucy’s Underwear Show House had a turnover of £120 million and was one of the fastest growing businesses in the sector. In spite of the recession the company had made inroads into the ‘bedroom’ market capitalizing on the gap left by a recently dissolved name. Gav was a...
TabooSeattle, Winter ‘07 Her name was Lucy, or at least that’s the name she used, and she was a junkie. I didn’t need to see the track marks to know. In my line of work, I’d seen enough addicts to ID them quickly. She said she was 25, another lie. Closer to 20 would be my guess. That’s the thing about junkies. Lying comes naturally. It’s second nature. “I want to get clean.” See? Translation. I’d rather go to rehab then the slammer. Eventually, I got the truth out of her, though. Surprisingly,...
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