HappyComeLucky

“A good blow job is fucking art. It’s like playing jazz piano blindfolded for an audience you’re desperate to please. It’s improvisation and communication and skill and practise and a whole lot of love.”

~ Girl on the Net

I love to suck cock. It’s one of my favourite things to do. I sometimes wonder if it is actually my very favourite thing. Sucking cock whether as a part of a whole smorgasbord of pleasure, or as the main event makes me ridiculously happy.

This post is inspired by all the blow jobs that I couldn’t give during the covid lockdowns. Well, not all of them. You’d need a couple of months to read about them all, but these are examples of them.

Let’s go on a journey through a day.

Good Morning!

Waking up early, they are still asleep. Their relaxation is perfect and the warmth of their body makes me want to touch. I love still so as to not disturb them while I enjoy that feeling of rare found calm contentment.

Slightly dozing, I realise that their sleep is lighter and as they start to surface from their slumbers, I curl against them and lightly kiss their skin. Checking their response, I kiss further, working my way down their body following their lines and curves as their responses reveal them to me. What happens next depends on which way they are lying.

If they are lying on their front, I’ll work my way down their arse and if I know that they are happy for me too, I’ll kiss and lick, probing with my tongue until their whole body is writhing with pleasure. Then parting their legs, I’ll work my way to their balls, lavishing my attention and loving how it makes their cock throb and twitch.

For such a cock obsessed slut, it takes a while before I can’t hold back any more and I explore every ridge with the flat of my tongue as I go from base to tip. Circling the head of the hard throbbing cock, and feeding on every moan and exclamation as I take it into my mouth.

That is the point that I get cock drunk. The combination of my pleasure of the beautiful feelings of cock in my mouth and the physical and verbal responses that I elicit, feeding my lust and need more. I’d like to say that my blowjobs are for their pleasure but when worshipping cock, I get so deeply involved and responsive that I can make myself come.

The symbiosis of actions and responses build and build. I take the cock deeper and deeper until its in my throat when I am teasing his balls with my tongue. When their thighs tense and balls tighten, I forget all about anything other than taking them over the edge and being flooded with their come.

Once the thrusting stops and all is calm, I very gently lick and suck the cock clean  and after planting a kiss on the very tip, I crawl back up to curl into their arms with the best morning grin all over my face.

Quick!

You know that I want to. We haven’t explicitly said that we will today but when you lean in as you are about to walk past me and you tell me that you’ve found a quiet place, you know that I will follow you.

There is no seduction, no build up, no taking it slowly. I’m straight down on my knees, undoing your flies and pulling your cock free to immediately wrap my tongue around, greedily needing you. I am hungry for you, my mouth is hot and wet, and I don’t hold back. We don’t know how long we can get away with this so I go straight for all the things that I know work best for you. I work my tongue along all the points that make your cock buck in my mouth, I take every inch of you so that my tight throat can massage the head of your cock while my mouth and tongue works the rest.

I know that I will have to check my make up afterwards because my eyes are watering but I don’t care. My hands are on your  thighs to steady me and I growl with delight when your hand goes to my head to hold me while you fuck my mouth.

I’m not passive while you fuck my mouth, I’m making sure that the shape of my mouth and my tongue are the very best for you that they can be. The moment that I know that you are about to come is heaven. It feels as though time slows as each spurt of your release fills my mouth making me drunk on your pleasure.

Swallowing every drop, licking my lips and your cock clean, it’s then a quick straighten up to return to the others as if nothing has happened. As we return, I wonder if anyone will notice that I have a cock drunk glint of delight in my eye.

Together!

There are few things that crackle with energy as the shared lasciviousness of licking and sucking cock with a friend. Licking and sucking our way up and down. Our lips and tongues touching as we slide the cock between our kisses.

We haven’t talked about how we are going to do this. It’s like an instinctive dance where every action feeds more heat into the next one. As I dip down to lick and suck those balls, they work their magic on the head and shaft. Watching the other person while being involved is so intoxicating. When they push the cock back over to me so that we swap. The rhythm and pattern of working together heats up and the lucky recipient gets taken deeper and deeper into pleasure. When they make an exceptionally good noise, the exchange of grins between us is the best. Luckily for everyone, it’s an eye contact version of a high five rather than a real one.

One of the best things is that with three people, is that sometimes the other two discuss what you’re doing and how it feels. Or, even better, how greedy I am for cock. It might be me pausing to talk about how good the other person is. The tingling energy of some hot objectification.

If this is taken all the way to climax, there are so many options. Will we be side by side urging him to cover both of us? Will we be kissing each other waiting for his cum to hit our faces before we lick it off each other? Is one of us working his cock while the other tells him to flood their mouth, pumping every drop into them? And then ready to share that cum filled kiss immediately after? If its hard to choose, we will just have to make sure that we do it often enough to try them all.

Zoom!

All those meetings on zoom unsurprisingly often made my mind wander. If I had a partner I lived with, or could have seen, I would definitely have wanted to be beautifully bad during one of their meetings.

I’m listening to them talk in their meeting. I love the confidence and the business like way that he gets to the point. It’s hot watching and listening. He is comfy on his chair. He is relaxed and his legs are comfortably apart. Making sure that I stay out of sight, I drop to all fours and crawl towards him with a look that shows him exactly what I have in mind. I can’t ask him out loud but I check that he is up for it. I get clear consent when he frees his cock from his trousers and adjusts his position to make it easier.

This blow job is different. It has to be silent, I can’t purr against his cock. I want to make him struggle to keep his composure without pushing him too far. It feels like heaven to fill my mouth with cock while I should be being much better behaved. I work more slowly than normal, indulging myself and him with every sensation. It’s so hard not to moan in pleasure when he takes hold of my hair and holds me all the way down on his cock.

I don’t want to make him come while the meeting is still happening. This blowjob is definitely one that will change into a fuck when he disconnects. I make sure that I have really earnt being pushed over the desk and and used for his release as soon as he can.

I keep thinking that I am bored of virtual meetings, but I know what would make me a big fan.

I am stopping now or this post will end up as the length of a novel filled with all the ways that I love to suck cock and all the ways that I missed sucking them during lock down. In case you haven’t noticed, sucking cock is one of my favourite things to do and from the feedback I’ve had, it’s very enjoyable for the other person too. I was almost tempted to ask them for comments and add them in between these scenarios but I was too shy to ask so you’ll just have to trust me that those comments would be good.