I sank down on my knees and took his dick in my mouth. I absolutely love sucking cock, and since it was our third date, I thought it was high time I sucked Bob’s. I’m definitely not a slut, so I sure wasn’t going to sleep with a new guy on the third date, but I saw nothing wrong with a little cock-sucking after a few weeks together.
His dick wasn’t very long, but it was really thick, and he filled my mouth, my cheeks puffing out when I had his entire flaccid member inside. I moved his cock around in my mouth for a bit, getting him a little stiff, and then I pulled back until only the crown was still firmly between my lips.
I started swirling my tongue over the fat head, switching between clockwise and counterclockwise. Then I traced the slit in the head with the tip of my tongue, teasing him by flitting all around it quickly in short strokes.
Then I started sucking more of him back into my mouth, my tongue tracing the big veins as I did. I could feel him pulsing and throbbing between my lips, and it made him feel even bigger than he was, which I loved.
I was really getting into it now, bobbing back and forth on his straining dick and slobbering all over his shaft. I was even playing with his balls, which were heavy with come and dangling low between his legs. Then I decided to suck on his nuts a bit, and I let his cock pop free from my lips so I could move on to his sack.
I took one of his balls into my mouth and started to swirl it around with my tongue, sucking the whole time. He obviously liked it, and he started moaning really loudly while I played. But eventually I wanted his dick in my mouth again, so I let his nuts slip out and moved back to take his thick shaft down my throat.
I started sucking his rod hungrily, bobbing faster and faster along his length. Then I started swirling my tongue around his head again, teasing him, and I felt his dick get really hard, like he was just about to come. When I tasted some pre-come oozing out of his bell-end, I knew I was right and that soon he’d be feeding me his come.
A minute later, he exploded, shooting down my throat, and I swallowed every drop of pearly jism he gave me. I love the taste of a man’s sperm, and Bob’s was especially good, not sour or bitter like most guys’, but sweet, like he’d just eaten ice-cream or something.
I could tell from how good his come was, and how well he responded to my blowjob, that he and I would get along great in bed, and I couldn’t wait for our next date. I had a feeling Bob was going to be a dynamite lover, and I’m rarely wrong!
-Rebecca, Surfers Paradise, Qld