I whispered softly,”could you use some help with that, John?” as I covered his hand with mine. Just as I expected, John panicked when he opened his eyes and saw me looking at his cock, reaching out to touch it. He quickly tried to put it away, blubbering excuses, but I quietly ‘shushed’ him and took over with his hand job.
“Don’t say a word,” I whispered, “this isn’t happening. It stays between you and me, and only this one time, ok? Please let me do this for you…” as I wrapped my fingers around his cock and began to slowly stroke it. “Just lie back and relax, John, close your eyes and enjoy!” I said, quietly. John let his arms drop to his sides, sighing in resignation, “Whew…busted.” As I held his cock in my hand, I was amazed at the heat radiating from it, at the sheer size of it, at the soft velvety skin, and the hardness just below the skin.
I dropped to my knees beside the couch, and began using both hands to caress his cock. My face moved closer and closer to his cock, as I wanted to get an up-close look at this monster. I knew I would never see one this big again, and I wanted the image burned into my memory. The musky scent seemed to pull me closer, and I brought my lips close to the tip. It bounced and touched my lips, leaving a drop of moisture behind. My tongue licked it off my lip and I found it to be a bit salty and tasted very nice. I wanted more.
I had never done this before with anyone. In high school, some of the class sluts described it in great detail, and I started to do it with my husband once, but he said it was perverted and I never tried it again. I leaned forward and closed my lips around the tip. I looked up, watching for his reaction. John’s eyes flew open and his mouth dropped open in shock as my lips touched him. The smooth skin felt hot on my lips as I closed my mouth over the head of John’s cock. My tongue circled the head as I held it just inside my lips. I looked up at John to see how he was doing. His eyes were closed and his mouth forming the word, “ohhhh” as I sucked him deeper into my mouth. I parted my lips slightly to allow some spit to drip out and coat his cock as I slid more of it inside. When I felt the head bump against the back of my throat, I moved higher to change the angle, which let his cockhead slip right on down my throat. I felt my gag reflex kick in,constricting my throat around his cockhead, and quickly pulled back a bit. John only groaned.
After taking a deep breath, I pushed forward, sliding his cock further and further down my throat, until my lips were against his pubic hair. I actually felt a huge sense of accomplishment! John’s giant cock was completely inside my mouth! I slowly slid back and didn’t stop until the head was just inside my lips, then after another deep breath, slowly pushed forward again. Over and over, deep inside my mouth and back out. By now his cock was glistening with a mixture of my spit and his precum, which bubbled out around my lips as I sucked him.
I became a wild slut, bobbing up and down his cock, fucking him with my mouth. Nothing else existed for me, I had to make that beautiful cock shoot it’s cum, and I was torn as to where I wanted it. Even as I sucked him, I felt my pussy throbbing, and in my mind I wondered how that giant cock would feel – filling me like I’ve never been filled before. I was hotter than I’ve ever been before – and so very wet – I could feel the coolness of the liquid dripping down the insides of my thighs.