Blowjobs - Erotic Oral Sex Adventures
This is my fantasy story of how I had my first deepthroat mouth fuck. It happened in a club toilet. We were pretty drunk so I followed him to the bathroom and we closed the door
My first rough deepthroat fuck was sensational. He used my mouth like a pussy.
Dylan smiled and put me on my knees. His huge cock bobbed in my face like some sort of weapon. Looking at its immense size, I did not know how I could take it in. I opened my mouth, washing my tongue over the tip. Dylan pressed onward and I strained to open my mouth enough to grant access to the knob. My lips flared wide as it forced its entry past my front teeth with a wet ‘pop’. I tightened my lips down around the invading shaft, my tongue instinctively wriggling and exploring this strange intruder.
I sucked him deeper, feeling the knob of the cock reach the opening to my throat. Dylan pushed, and I repressed a gagging reflex. Wrapping his fingers around the back of my head, Dylan gently pulled me towards him. I complied, looking up at him with wide, trusting eyes as I felt the knob of cock slip into my throat. I could feel it pulse and throb in time with the pounding of his heart, gaining cadence as his arousal grew. I bobbed my head, pushing the shaft deeper with every motion. Then, lacking for air, I pulled back.
The bulbous knob of the cock slid upwards out of my throat and gasped a much-needed in-rush of air. Then Dylan rolled his hips forward as he gently urged my head back towards him, fucking me in the face -- using my mouth like a cunt. Now slightly experienced, I repressed my sense of panic and allowed the tip of the dildo to slither its way back into the opening of my throat. I heard Dylan groan with pleasure as the shaft buried itself deeper.
The muscles in my throat worked on instinct, grasping at the invading prick and trying to swallow it downward. Dylan moaned, feeling the shuddering sensation at work. Then he swiveled his hips, drawing himself back out as I repeated my gasp for air. I pulled his hips towards me, taking his prick down into the depths of my throat. I bobbed my head back and forth on his prick, and it seemed to swell to even greater dimensions as he groaned.
But then, to my disappointment, Dylan backed away, drawing his shaft up out of my throat. The cock shaft, freed from the confines of my mouth, bobbed and twitched, oozing a steady trickle of cum from the opening at the tip filling up my mouth. I had to swallow the whole load and it was enormous, but savory.
“The way to a man's heart isn't through his stomach, but through the best fucking blow job ever.”