SNAPS – Experimental Blowjob 2nd visit

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SNAPS-Experimental Blowjob 2nd visit

By: Jstarret78

Editor’s note: Memories, fantasies, tales I heard, they are part of these short stories. This short story is true. It’s quite an experiment in finding oneself. Second, this further escalation worried me, but I went along with it.

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I’m standing in front of Troy’s motel room, just a knock away from proving him right. Seven days ago, I had sucked him off, it was the first time I had a man’s penis in my mouth. I decided to do it, so that I could understand why those who gave me head, enjoyed it so much. I had asked, but the responses were inadequate; they couldn’t explain the desire.

I was looking to understand through this experience but found that it generated an emotional response I didn’t expect. A response that comes from somewhere else inside of you. One can easily fall into the role and enjoy it.

Giving head is a big step, at least for me it was. I was surprised when Troy ask if he could text me again and even more surprised when I said yes. I agreed to a second meeting, although I had satisfied my curiosity, but some questions remained.

I knocked on the door and waited. It took a few minutes, but I didn’t knock again. The door finally opened, but Troy wasn’t standing in the doorway, but behind the door.

“Hey, come on in,” Troy said.

I entered the room. Troy closed the door and stood there in a towel, still wet from a shower.

Troy said apologetically, “Sorry, I was late getting in and was in the shower when you knocked. Have a seat, I’ll be out in a moment.”

“No problem, I’m in no rush,” I replied.

Troy’s work clothes and boots were thrown next to the door, covered with mud.

He went back to the bathroom and used the towel he was wrapped in to dry himself. I watched from where I was sitting as he finished up, combed his hair back and walked over to me. He was naked and very comfortable.

I felt something for the first time, an excitement; he look great. I watch him walk towards me with his firm trim body. His cock and scrotum hung from his torso and swayed slowly as he approached. I felt a heat in me building; I was looking forward to the evening though not sure why.

He stood next to me without saying anything. I was seated and his cock was at eye level. Without thinking, I reached out and cupped his scrotum. That took him back.

“Anxious, aren’t we?” Troy asked.

“Yeah well, I’m here, might as well enjoy myself,” I said with a slight smile.

“Hey, no problem, I’ll stand here as long as you like.”

I istanbul travesti twirled his balls around, pulled on his dick and just kept playing with his equipment. He started to get an erection.

“Looks like you’re rising to the occasion,” I said.

“Who wouldn’t, don’t be a wise guy, I’m waiting to stick my cock down your throat, or maybe up that ass,” he said grinning down at me.

I passed the comment off.

Letting go of his equipment, we moved to the bed. I was much more relaxed this time, and felt normal, exciting, and passionate. Passionate, that’s another step up. It feels like making love not just blowing him. I’m beginning to understand.

He laid down and spread his legs, just like the last time. Instead of climbing between them, I sat next to him on the bed and took hold of his fully erect cock.

“Why don’t you strip first?” Troy ask.

“Ok, I forgot, sorry.”

I got up and undressed. I stood by the side of the bed and this time, left nothing on. Troy just looked me over and smiled.

“And before you ask me again, yes, I like your cock.”

“I know you do, but I want to fuck you in the ass, my cock will feel good in there too.”

I let the comment go, again. I had no intension of being fucked.

Troy just laid there, letting me jerk him off. It must have felt good; he was moaning and moving his hips to my rhythm.

I stopped and walked to the foot of the bed. I climbed between his legs, anxious to get at him. I started kissing his inner thighs, starting at his knees, and working up. All I had access to, I kissed and licked. I looked up a Troy and noticed he was watching me.

“You certainly like what you’re doing,” he said.

“Troy, you’re hot,” was all I contributed to the answer.

I worked my way up his legs, switching between them, reaching his scrotum. I spent some time kissing and sucking his balls into my mouth until they shrunk away from me. As I licked and nibbled under his scrotum, he lifted his legs and moved them inward, exposing more of his ass. As I kept up licking everything I could reach, he said something, I didn’t catch.

Stopping and lifting my head, I ask, “What’s that?”

“I said, lick my asshole.”

Although moving his leg back exposed more of his ass, it wasn’t near enough to get at his anus.

“I can’t reach it,” I said.

Troy grabbed his legs under the knees and pulled them back. His ass rose from the mattress.

“Is that better? He said, “lick my ass, but don’t you dare stick anything in me, no tongue.”

I almost said, ‘you don’t know what istanbul travestileri you’re missing,’ just to calm my nerves, not his. I was progressing to a new level if I did what he asked. But it would happen; it was as though I didn’t have a choice.

I looked at his ass that was now available to me. His anus wasn’t hairy and was an even brown tone and neat. I started kissing him, all around, nibbling on his cheeks, licking each cheek before I turned my attention to the center. I stared at his asshole and pondered what I was about to do. I push my tongue out as far as I could and with one bottom to top lick, covered his asshole. I did that several time and then used my tongue to play the rim. Right or wrong, it got to me.

“Lick that asshole bitch, lick it and be careful, keep that tongue under control.”

I did, but I wanted to push it in his hole something fierce. Instead, I spent two minutes slobbering over his anus, captivated by what I was doing. Though I knew he was enjoying it, he let go of his legs and my access disappeared, I was back to his scrotum and fully erect cock. His balls were tucked in so there was no handling them, so I started sucking him. Long slow strokes that, once again, gave me the chance to enjoy the feel of my lips traveling up and down his shaft. The veins and softness, my tongue licking the velvet of his cock head, I was lost in the sensation.

Troy was reacting more than last time. He didn’t complain about my methods or ability, he was fucking gone. Before he even came, I had trouble holding my place. He would move his hips from side to side and I had to keep up with him, not missing one stroke. As he became more animated, and more vocal, I was experiencing another sensation. As I sucked him, my mind went sideways. My thoughts went to the absurd, my head kept repeating ‘he’s feeling good, he’s my man and I want to satisfy him.’

These thoughts intensified my action and I really got into it. I arched up and went down on his cock with a fury. I kept up an intense sucking, while letting my saliva drip from my lips smoothing out the action. Troy was going nuts, “damn, you’re a class A cocksucker, damn what a fucking bitch.”

I one point, I had a firm grasp of his contracted balls and squeezed my fist which encircled the base of his cock as well. I kept increasing the pressure on them, pounding his cock in and out of my mouth. I was repeated to myself, ‘cum, cum, I’m ready.’ Man was this hot.

Troy suddenly took hold of my head and jammed it down on his cock. It rammed to the back of my throat, causing me to gag. travesti istanbul He wouldn’t let go, even as I struggled, but I managed to adjust it without stopping his orgasm. I felt the cum fill my mouth, more than last time. Burst after burst he kept cuming, as his orgasm reached a crescendo.

I certainly didn’t manage his cum this time, it dripped out of my mouth. I had swallowed, but I still had a mouth full.

Even after he was done, he jerked every time I moved my lips or touched his cock with my tongue. I kept his cock in my mouth along with his cum and waited. I rested my head on his leg as his cock shrunk. He didn’t say a word and I didn’t move. After about five minutes he stirred.

“I blew my cock off. Is it still there?” Troy said.

Letting Troy’s cock slip out of my mouth, I replied, “Believe me, it’s still there.”

“You gotta come by again before I leave, I only have about a week and a half left.”

“There’s a lot for me to figure out, I think it got out of hand.”

“Are you crazy, you’re a fucking miracle of a cocksucker, what’s to figure out.”

“Never mind.”

I got up and headed for the bathroom. I was a sight, cum on my face and in my hair. I cleaned up, even rinsed my hair and towel dried it. I took a little bottle of mouthwash the hotel provides, gargled, and went back out to Troy. I was still naked, and this time, in need of getting off. I wasn’t erect though, so I could act normal when I got back to the bed.

Troy was watching me and said, “You know, I bet you would be a good fuck, maybe next time.”

“You know that’s not going to happen, I’m not into it Troy,” I said as I began to dress.

“Ok, ok man, just saying. Anyway, can I text you again?”

I looked at him lying there and unbelievably, I could have gone down on him again.

Instead, I told him I got to get going, and if he needed me, yes, he could text me again.

I left and had a lot to think about. Deciding to suck cock has shown me that the submission factor is involuntary. I don’t know how to explain it, it’s not that you’re a girl, but you feel the same need to submit to a man’s needs and provide whatever he wanted to bring him pleasure. It just works that way. As I was giving him head, I was his and felt subject to his sexuality. I was his bitch, which fits the picture.

Next time, what will happen. This was the second of three visits, and I was already further along than I could have ever imagined. However, I am beginning to figure it out. It’s not a gay thing, it’s an adventurous thing. Someone with a strong sex drive can enjoy it in any form. Of course, sex with a man is different than sex with a woman, both with their own lusts and passions.

I still love women, and still more than men. But it looks as if I can enjoy them both. I’m feeling that bi-sexual is results of a mature sex life.

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