Blow-job Stories

The band had just finished a support set at the famous Nottingham Rock City. Despite a few technical hitches, it had gone well; most of the band had already left, but since I lived only forty minutes away and the car was packed, I was now in the crowd, chatting to people and watching the headliner. A very pretty, skinny girl with half-black, half-green hair had come over and started chatting to me, saying how much she enj...

It was 1970; I had to go to St. Louis for a weekend work conference. My name is Leo; I am thirty years old and married. My wife, Abbie, and I have three children: Stanley, the oldest, is ten; our daughter is five; and our youngest will be two. Abbie and I are swingers, and we normally swap with three couples. Ellen and Tony next door, Leroy and Lynn, whom I work with, and Ray and Pat, who live close by. I found out that A...

That Kiss My husband and I were leaving a family party when an uncle reached out to hug me goodbye. We leaned in for a cheek kiss, but our lips met accidentally instead. As short as it was, it seemed to linger on my lips. The seconds seemed to stretch on forever. I resisted the urge to open my mouth, keeping my lips pursed in a tight pucker despite my wanton desire. I fought the temptation of grabbing the back of his head...

It had been three weeks since Rhonda delivered my Instacart order. Despite ordering every week since then, Rhonda had not picked up my order to fill. My wife was set to go out of town again for work. “Honey, can you do me a favor and grab me some deodorant and a razor from the bathroom closet?” asked my wife as she packed her bags for the trip. Without saying a word, I walked into the bathroom and opened the closet door....

The taste of Carl’s spunk lingered in my mouth as Jorge pushed my dress up over my waist, yanked my panties to one side and thrust his length deep into my sopping snatch. I squealed in surprise at the suddenness of his intrusion, though, in my state, I had no problem accommodating him. As he commenced pounding me, I was conscious of my pearl necklace bouncing against my breasts every time Jorge’s hips smacked into my butt...