Vicky is the plucky heroine in my sexy adult tale and she’s age 25, please take note NSFW. Not to worry though, it’s only written for fun and is a tale which may or may not be true. Lol you decide. © Written by A. Shepherdson.
“Spread my legs or whipped cream in my mouth?” she said reclining back into her soft quilt. “What’s it to be Jason?”
Jeeze there’s a dilemma and a half I thought to myself, Vicky’s question quite literally an electric shock pulsing through conductive salts in my brain!
Lovemaking was to be either or, but not both! All you need to understand this March evening is if you chat to a young lady on the internet with sx in mind, the lady may perform a choice. Giving both of herself is greedy, just know we’re two lovers who’ll never ever meet again and I’d better choose because we don’t have a great deal of time.
I wrote a little about meeting with a lady in a previous post and using baking a cake as an analogy, because I wasn’t sure how far WordPress would allow me to go. But after blogging for a while I’m absolutely convinced children don’t read blogs, because quite bluntly they have better things to do and I NEVER place sexual photos on a blog.
Yes I’ll wear silk black stockings but that’s an old old story!
Vicky laying out before me, a beautiful blonde haired young lady, slim with such milk white skin as I’d never seen before also the kind of tits that are fulsome yet at the same time devoid of firm ness? So much so when she bent over they hung down stretched pendulous, however now reclining back on the bed propping up her weight on one elbow, her tits came to rest by her sides. A slight exaggeration maybe, but only women will understand my clumsily painted picture, yes her breasts were fulsome pendulous squishy and certainly not firm.
Put it another way her boobs weren’t high and round, two feminine qualities another lady friend of mine was most proud of, jeeze she told me enough times by email and yes they were ‘high and round’ as her many photos proved.
Never squeezed them though, she lived in the USA!
I have a habit of getting off track, sorry, so paraphrasing a little, the young lady asked me,
“Shall I spread my legs or you ‘come’ in my mouth, which is it to be?”
There I stood in our cheap hotel bedroom, me attention like at the foot of a double bed, my Polish companion laying totally naked before me, and as you’ll have guessed if you read my cake baking post (here) I chose ‘c’ in mouth simply because I’d never done it. I’d never had sx performed by finishing in err well her mouth, and omg I was dying to know how it felt both emotionally and physically, how was ‘o’ different to vanilla sx?
“Cim please”, my member beginning to twitch!
Btw as we chatted I was stripping naked as well, with both never averting each others gaze UNTIL I pulled down my blue cotton boxer shorts, finally revealing a hard straight 7 inches springing out horizontal no longer constrained inside it’s home. Vicky paused and stared directly at my groin, her tongue for just a moment poking through circling glossy red lips, then rather approvingly she caught my gaze again and said,
“Go wash your penis then.”
You have to understand, our conversation was stilted and difficult, Vicky’s spoken English was appalling lol and small talk was a bloody nightmare. Email was ok but I had a feeling we wouldn’t be chatting much this afternoon, which is such a shame because all you really wish for is a connection. But there was a warmth there, jeeze there’s no point ####ing if two people don’t like each other!
“Dim the lights then” she said looking at the wall behind my shoulder.
“You already passed the bathroom, it’s along the hall”, her thick Polish accent making Vicky sound rather cold as East European accents often do.
Standing underneath the shower, VERY hot water cascading down my smooth slim body, and don’t you find stepping into a shower you’ve never experienced before a bloody nightmare? The controls are always different and you never find the balance, either the water’s freezing cold or so hot it brings blood to the surface making tender skin go pink on the shoulders and tops of your feet!
Dutifully I lathered soap into both hands and spread the white silky goo into my ‘bits’, hair so thick it became matted, my erect hard penis bouncing as I brushed it. And gazing down I could see the foreskin was naturally pulled back revealing my bellend a deeper purple than unusual, I guess the hot water changed the colour of another different body part.
Kind of following Vicky’s orders, between thumb and forefinger I cleaned any vestiges of unsightly white flakes from around the rim of my tip. I am a clean ‘bunny’ but any male will tell you after he’s ‘loved himself’, lol there can be remnants.
Smelling perfumed and as clean as a human body ever will be I stepped out the shower, grabbed a large purple bath towel and dried myself as I walked back into my Polish lady’s bedroom. The now dimmed light revealing a glorious naked beauty with such white skin and she hadn’t moved an inch, the only difference music was playing from a radio on her bedside table.
The thought ‘is she a woman who’s never ever sunbathed?’ Crossed my mind.
I lay down next to her, ASKED if I could touch her breasts and she agreed, jeeze you have to ask these days out of common manners (and legality) AND my mum brought me up to have good table manners, I guess asking shows our sexual experience will be consensual #METOO and all that, and quite right tooo!
Vicky’s breasts were as gorgeous soft and squishy as I hoped they’d be, her nipples pointed and hard within small discs of light pink areola about the size of a ten pence piece! But I’m not so good on bra sizes so I’d guess a ‘D’, which as ladies know is a little over the average handful.
We gazed at each other so close now, our bodies barely touching with the not unpleasant smell of her breath catching my nostrils. I consensually squeezed her breasts for a minute or so then she caught me quite unawares by reaching down and curling her fingers around the shaft of my hardness, gently circling below my bellend sending shivers down my spine, so erotic and sensual as only a sexual partner’s touch can be.
Well lol after several more minutes of groping and touching each other up, my Polish babe said,
“Come on then, you want a bj don’t you” her glossy red lips momentarily transformed into a wicked grin.
No longer leaning on her side Vicky moved to the other end of our bed and sat dutifully on her knees facing me, parting my thighs wide WIDE open with firm cool hands. Then moving her head towards my groin she shuffled her now hunched shoulders even closer, and as I looked at this vision of a goddess mouth wide open, her pendulous breasts in view, Vicky lowered her open lips over the tip of my hardness, sucking the shaft as she drew me deep within.
“OMFG” I whispered to myself as my hardness kissed the wetness of her silky long tongue.
Her head now bobbing up and down, Vicky’s face a pretty picture of concentration, eyes firmly closed revealing mascara clad long eyelashes her mouth completely full she blew me. With glistening saliva drool showing between her red lips and my shaft, my Polish lady began the most glorious and skilled fel’io as I’ve ever experience in my life before.
And of course the usual bull**** came from my lips, all women have heard sweet nothings before, when a guy is in the throes of tingling sexual passions, his seed stirring from deep within his body, he’ll tell a lady whatever she wants to hear and thinking back to our afternoon together I remember saying,
“God you are so beautiful.”
But there was no real reaction from Vicky, her head kept bobbing up and down, sucking me to a metronomic rhythm, blonde bangs of hair falling aside her cheeks, only pausing her blowing so as to pull back golden locks that quite obviously annoyed her.
Me feeling warm drool as lubrication, Vicky’s hand on my thigh keeping her steady, the other’s dextrous fingers circled around my erect hardness, ever quicker Vicky sucked and licked the tip of her tongue dancing around my bell!
I gazed to the ceiling, I gazed at her face. I gazed at the ceiling again! Jeeze I never feel more alive than when close to climax, my groin experiencing joyous sensations that happen but a couple of times a week. Pleasure giving chemicals coursing my brain, a cocktail of serotonin dopamine adrenaline and other heady chemicals I cannot remember, substances which a guy’s brain craves and he would be addicted to if only he could bottle. Jeeze if I could distil I’d be a millionaire.
Where was I, oh yes Vicky eyes tightly closed shut, glossy red lips wide open sucking, her hands gently firmly pushing keeping my thighs wide apart, and omg I tried to hold back my climax as hard as I ever tried, you know experience those joyous chemicals as long as I could. However there comes (no pun intended) a time when a guy can hold that nirvana no longer, surely a gift from God, an indescribable two seconds of pure heaven before he has to release.
I gasped for air as my groin orgasmed, my body near convulsing as I exploded deep inside Vicky’s mouth, her wet tongue pressed against the shaft of my dick, me gazing down at her pretty face her eyes now screwed up tight, her head now motionless with lips around my bell and I came hard I MEAN REALLY HARD!!!
You see the culmination of not having ‘loved myself’ in days and tonight holding my release as long as I possibly could meant unfortunately for Vicky I shot my silky ‘c’ hard into her mouth.
Her eyes closed ever tighter as I orgasmed and I watched the veins in my p pulse from pubic hair right up to her lips wrapped tight around my shaft. But she didn’t back away, like the god girl she promised to be (age 25) Vicky let me pump every last drop of ‘e’ into her mouth. AND I kept coming, jeeze I kept pumping!!
But she never coughed.
I guess what I’m trying to say with all that pumping nonsense, is experiencing a bj to completion for the first time is as glorious as I hoped and imagined it would ever be. As we can all attest to, sx is in the mind, that chemical cocktail quite literally changes the way we think, makes us lol talk romantic bs you know what I mean? Then afterwards a guy actually wants to runaway from her, anywhere! Yet the girl craves love attention and a cuddle.
Perhaps this sexual dichotomy is the root to all bedroom problems?
Hmm never thought of that before!
AND I’m here to tell you a bj through to glorious ‘o’ completion, feeling the warmth and wetness of her mouth, her eyes screwed tight, a near panicked expression across her face was thrilling and so exciting. And yes I’d agree perhaps ever so slightly misogynistic, you see part of the thrill is imagining and conceptually sensing, understanding my orgasmic explosion inside her mouth was climatic to Vicky in a different way, a frigging shock she’ll experience but a few times a month! Truthfully part of my excited pleasure came from seeing her ever so slightly wince, the stream of ‘c’ making her eyes close ever tighter.
Well all spent, my whole body beginning to recover, Vicky her lips tightly closed began to pull away with a palm of one hand now pressing against her mouth. Feeling for her balance she climbed from our bed and went to the bathroom I’d left but ten minutes ago?
AND now to answer a question perhaps crossing your mind, my Polish beauty like ALL good girls (18+) spits not swallows.
‘Hmm perhaps she will next time?’
Original in every way by © A. Shepherdson 2018.