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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

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