On that note, I can tell you without hesitation that guys have always given me better blow jobs than girls. A guy who hasn’t specifically practiced oral on a girl might not know that the clitoral hood is where he should focus his licking, and some girls I’ve talked to actually think that dome should involve sucking on a penis like a vacuum - ouch! The thought itself makes me happy to be gay.
More recently, I’ve come to realize that most people don’t know how to give good oral because men and women are built so differently. In reality, it’s not surprising the number of girls who don’t know how to give good blow jobs or guys who need pointers on eating girls out. You can “suck” on a test, have a “sucky” TA, “suck” at drinking and of course, “suck” at just that - sucking. It’s always been funny to me the way the word “suck” has such a negative connotation in our society. This now becomes an anxious situation that is all too familiar for many couples who engage in oral sex. Suddenly, he yells in pain, “Teeth … teeth!!!” She pulls off, embarrassed. As she starts licking his shaft and going down on his member, he grabs her hair and starts moaning in pleasure. She kisses his neck, then his lips, finally moving down his torso towards his navel - he immediately pulls down his boxers. I spewde into his mouth area and some dribble out onto my breasts.Her heart starts beating faster and faster as he thrusts his body onto hers while taking off her bra. Fucking him with my cock… allowing the girth and the come inside gorge in his great hot mouth… I moaned to tell him I got near my top. He put my cock back to his oral cavity and I slowly began to pump my cock into it. He tookmy cock out of his hands and noticed my legs. He started to stoke my cock slowly knowing I wanted it faster. He put the top of it in his mouth and gradually slid it down is throat. He taken down my underwear and looked up at me on his knees. He sealed his eyes, grabbed my cock, and said “I would like this.” My hard on was sticking direct out of my red boxer briefs like a tent. He returned down on his knees and undid my belt buckle. He was very tan and the muscles in his stomach were hard and rippling. I grapped him by the tee shirt as he supported from me. He handled my shoulders and ran his hands down my forearms. He came up and I raised my forearms as he removed my short.
He transpired on his knees and raised my t-shirt. “Immm I want you.” He thought to me in a whisper. I took his lower lip between my teeth and softly released it with a little pressure between my teeth. He softly pressed his tongue under mine and wiggled it quickly. His tongue noticed warm and gentle and great. Our tongues began to softly twist around each others. I ran my fingertips through his soft frizzy hair as his hard cock pressup into mine. I needed to kiss him for all the life in me. I could feel the rock hard mound of cock inside his jeans right above mine. He pushed into the again of the sofa we were located by. We savored the sensation in our clothed bodies coming in contact with. Mike put his forearms around me and we embraced. I thought about his hot sweaty muscles at the fitness center and the time he threw me down participating in ball.