This story is based on things a female friend has told me about a real life situation she has, perhaps surprisingly, come to enjoy. It may sound like typical male wishful thinking, but her enjoyment of giving oral and oral-anal sex in a purely sexual relationship is exactly as she described it.
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The ring of the phone brought her out of her mid-morning fantasy, and when she answered it, the voice on the other end made her heart skip.
"So...you want to meet for lunch?"
She had to clear her throat and work at sounding composed.
"Yeah, sure. I guess so."
She felt a lot more eager than she sounded, but since he never betrayed a hint of deeper feeling for her, she did her best to make him think he'd have to do better to keep her.
The whole relationship was crazy.
They'd met one night in a bar. She'd gone there alone hoping to meet a guy and she noticed him watching her for the better part of an hour while she shot pool. When she went to get another last gin and tonic, he offered to buy it and they struck up a conversation. He was 35 -- almost 10 years younger -- and in a cold marriage that had been completely sexless for years. That much he made clear up front. She was divorced and looking for a steady commitment. Even though his being married set off alarm bells, she liked his blue eyes, well-muscled arms and sarcastic sense of humor. He turned her on.
They drank a lot more and ended up in bed at her place at 4 a.m. -- nothing unusual for her -- but the unusual part was how comfortable and hot the sex turned out to be. Quite often she'd found herself wishing she weren't lying there naked while some strange guy she was liking less by the minute frantically thrust his erection into her. This was different. He clearly appreciated having her in bed and he aroused her so much that she found herself trying her best to satisfy him. That she did by sucking his cock until he came in her mouth.
They began seeing each other, usually on Friday nights because those were best for him to get away from his family. They always met at her place or a local bar for drinks and talk and sex. She liked the way he carried himself -- so cocky and self-assured -- but she began to feel some frustration at the way he refused to really open up or tell her how he felt about her. Despite this, she was amazed to find that she loved his body unlike any other she had ever known. There was something about it that turned her on intensely. It looked really sexy -- the product of his regular visits to the gym -- and it had this strange power over her, especially his cock.
It was without a doubt the most erotically beautiful penis she had ever seen -- seven circumcised inches with a big, well-defined pink-purple head of the kind that is usually described as a helmet. The thick shaft, which nearly filled her palm, wasn't bent slightly or lined with thick, bulging veins like every other penis she had experienced. His was smooth like ivory and just as hard when he was fully aroused. His pubic hair was soft and closely cropped and his large balls made his package a vision of male power.
Giving oral sex was her biggest carnal thrill, but she found sucking and pleasuring his penis to be almost addictive. It always smelled and tasted intoxicatingly good -- pure man musk -- and the salty-sweet cream payoff was delicious. She also enjoyed the power she held over him when his penis was in her mouth, especially the look on his face as she brought him to the height of ecstasy and then made him lose control. He said he loved receiving oral sex more than anything, so he obviously enjoyed her sweet attentions and having a woman worship his penis.
Before long, she was giving him blowjobs whenever they were together -- sometimes two or three in a night -- and they both savored every second.
"It must be chemical," her best friend said one night as they tried to figure out exactly why she was enjoying sex with this man so much. "They say we just have natural matches on a purely physical level and, hon, he's yours..."
"I guess so," she said. "He really turns me on."
"Guys can be like that, too," her friend explained. "I had one who was crazy about my body. He used to say my taste got him off more than any woman he'd ever been with. He even said my asshole tasted good...."
The relationship remained mostly raw sex for months. Even though she knew he'd never leave his family, she found herself wanting more emotion and commitment, yet he refused to betray any real feeling other than appreciation for all the pleasure she was showering upon him. They had fun together, drinking and talking and laughing and fucking. The sex was especially good because he knew how to use his cock and mouth to satisfy her, but the challenge of opening him up consumed her. Even when she felt her frustration and dissatisfaction growing, the intense erotic satisfaction she got from his body and his pleasure kept her involved. And somewhere in the back of her mind lurked the thought that the way to his heart was through his penis.
His body enthralled her, rewarded her and made her feel wonderfully slutty. Sometimes as she sucked him, she came when he did, without his even touching her. The feel and taste of his warm, sticky cum usually sent her over the edge. She also liked how he always talked about her awesome blowjobs and how much he loved watching her suck and lick his big, hot throbbing meat while she gazed up at him, She fulfilled his wishes to take photos and video of her sucking him off and even though she was self-conscious at first, she eventually started doing it nude while playing to his camera with a porn starlet's moves that she later was surprised to find she enjoyed seeing. She had to admit she looked very sexy with her mouth on his cock. Her own pleasure was obvious.
"You do like going down on him, don't you?" her best friend said when she was shown a couple of the photos, one of which was the head of his erection against her lips, his cream dripping off her chin onto her bare breasts. The expression on her face was blissful ecstasy. "He does have a nice dick..."
"It's so weird. You'd think I'd be tired of giving him blowjobs by now, but I'm not. That thing is delicious..."
Just the thought of him coming in her mouth was enough to make her horny and eager for another night's drinking and sucking. The first blowjob always produced the most semen. and that was the one she enjoyed most although his orgasms were always clearly more powerful the second and third times around even though it meant working on his penis for the better part of an hour, a chore she did not mind even when it made her jaw ache.
He certainly had no reason to quit this dream arrangement: a generous lover who gave him all the no-strings sex he could ever want and never hassled him about it. But she eventually had a reason to quit. As her desire for a deeper relationship grew, she began posting on dating websites and eventually met a guy she liked. He adored her and lavished her with gifts and praise and affection. He wasn't quite as good- looking or dynamic, but he was so caring and so much like the kind of man she always thought she'd want. Their sex was loving but strangely vanilla, and as a long-term future seemed possible, she committed to him while hoping that her vague feeling of boredom would not get the better of her. In the meantime, she kept seeing her "side candy" a couple of times a week even as her serious relationship grew into an assumption of exclusivity
She felt guilty at times about having this dirty but enervating little secret on the side, but those feelings were always swept away by the pure lust that is spawned and regenerated by great erotic sex. Maybe it was just the lure of forbidden fruit -- the irresistible attraction of a man she could not have for her own -- but she found she was hooked on the thrill of sex for the sake of sex. Their nights of drinking and fucking and sucking were great fun and she enjoyed the abandon as well as her own intense orgasms. Even when their relationship began to feel empty, she was invariably turned on by the sight, feel, scent and taste of his sexy penis. Being his blowjob queen fed something raw and sexual deep within her. And that's why she agreed to meet him yet again for lunch even though she was planning to leave work early that day for a weekend with her other man.
