She gets Hers

You never would have guessed she was a blowjob queen, what with the thick glasses and the Graduate School schedule.

But you could show up and within 5 minutes, she'd know you were having a bad day.

And it would be all, "Hold on. Let me put my hair back."

"And you can't make too much of a mess of my face," she'd warn. "I have to teach in 90 minutes."

I'd pull Mr. Happy out and we'd be off.

Last week, it wasn't that I was blue, more dissatisfied. I tune pianos and play music. Let me tell you, it is getting tougher and tougher to get gigs for either.

Elizabeth could sense my frustration. She was a giving, if busy, woman.

She pulled her thick, lush, brown, curly locks back, and took my semi-hard cock in her mouth. She got it all with ease, coating my member in drool. What a gift that wet mouth!

I pulled it out, glistening as I hardened.

Feeling better already, I put my nuts on her forehead and let her work her tongue down my rectum toward my butthole.

Before I knew it, she had her tongue deeply in there and I was stroking my rock hard, slippery cock for all I was worth.

I didn't want to nut too quickly, so I pulled back, and said, "Whoa," as Elizabeth came up for air grinning.

She took a deep breath. She opened her mouth wide, and I realized she was panting.

On the third or fourth deep breath, wide open mouth sequence, I followed right in with my firm, happy rod looking for a fresh wettening. She had it going on. So much saliva in there, her mouth was like a shallow swimming pool. Fuck, I love a wet mouth.

I always thought this was a bonus side-effect of how well-hydrated Elizabeth stayed. She had creamy skin and rosy cheeks with pale, watery blue eyes.

My thoughts only strayed for a second as her head bobbing up and down on my cock accompanied by a crescendo of slurping sounds brought me right back to present reality. Spit was flying. My balls were wet. My cock was slathered. It looked majestic. And she looked splendid, even with her trademark glasses resting on the night stand.

The mind boggles at the effort the other is giving. This is what turns me on the most. Look what she is doing. Look how she is going down on me, She can barely breathe, she's drooling. She can't say a word. She moans through it all. And sometimes I remember to look down past her face, past her swimming pool mouth, below her slippery tongue and beneath her soft, white fleshy neck. And I see frigging herself through her sensibly patterned cotton panties. Fingers wriggling. While her mouth and eyes are fully engaged with me, she'll have a finger or two or even three going to work down there.

Thursday afternoon I pulled out of the warm wet pond that was Elizabeth's mouth and put my nuts on her forehead. I had to. I could have cum so quickly. I kept jerking myself off gently, as she took deep ragged breaths, fingers still moving in and around her pussy. I handed her a glass of water from the bedside table.

It is the power dynamic of the aggressive blow job that gets me to the highest level. This person. This gorgeous, smart as fuck individual is going to town on my member, down on my dick, like this. To the point of drool and breathlessness. She is into me (!) this much.

Mind wandering here and there, somehow, I got even harder. Elizabeth put the empty water glass down. She moved and put my ballsack on her tongue. I wasn't clean shaved, but, respectfully, I kept the jungle well-trimmed down there to encourage her efforts of this sort.

"Oh. Elizabeth," I moaned.

And she moved her tongue again, licking up the side of my shaft, leaving a bright, slippery path, before engulfing my circumcised mushroom head with her wet mouth.

I was just as excited to go down on her when she gave me the chance. Hers was an asshole that I glorified in licking. The total submission to a partner's bliss is ecstasy for me. I gave her all I could whenever she writhed above me spread open. All that I was, was hers. When she came, she came hard. Sometimes multiply.

My mind rocketed back to the present as Elizbeth pushed my rock hard member deep into the wet pool of her mouth. Tongue gliding along the underside of the shaft to arrive nearly at my balls.

She began to bob, the water works started flowing from her mouth, and I knew I wouldn't last long. She slurped and gurgled, getting well-past the top of my shaft with her mouth. She stuck out her tongue on the way down. It functioned like a sliding board guiding me into her throat. I rocked my hips back and forth. Her lips were puffy. They glistened with wet spit. Her tongue had an incredible texture.

I was very close to blowing this load deep into her mouth.

I usually let her as the giver, govern such things. If she wanted to give, I didn't want her to regret it or feel overly taken advantage of. I wanted more where this came from...

My mind raced away from this line of thinking as she doubled down on her efforts. All I could imagine was where I was going to blow this big load. Everything was so wet. She usually preferred the neck and chest area. If she didn't have any classes or study groups the rest of the day, sometimes she would encourage me to cum on her face.

Suddenly, "Here comes!" I blurted.

She pushed her face slightly forward, her eyes widened and she smiled up at me, glowing, luxuriating in her own powers. My mind could not absorb anything more than the snapshot, which I can only describe to you in retrospect.

Let me repeat that! She pushed her face forward. And therefore my cock deeper into her throat!

It was my own personal porno, as I felt spurt after spurt of my creamy jizz fire into Elizabeth's mouth and throat and disappear. She engulfed me completely.

Her smile and her eyes-widened. She put both her hands on my ass and pulled me toward her. The aftershocks made me tremble and shake.

After a few more jolts of jizz and a feeling of humming electricity from my toes to my nose...

Fuck!!! I had to pull back.

As I did, she licked the underside of my shaft. Then she cupped my balls with her hand and put the tip of my cock back in her mouth.

"Fucking wow, Elizabeth," I said in state of bliss.

She had beautiful eyes. She looked so good. I felt so good.

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