I have read a number of reviews posted on PERB exhorting a CBJ they have received. "The best they ever had"," top notch", etc. I have been with quite a few SP’s over the years and I would rate most CBJ’s a 5 to 7, tops. Why? I was spoiled by an experience that occurred that would forever remain etched in my memory.
We met in a bar, one of those chance meetings, she asks me to dance and you could feel the electricity in the air. Some call it chemistry, some say its pheromones, but the end result was her bedroom just a few hours later. She was in her late 30’s, slim, sexy and horny.Pouty lips. Her bedroom had an erotic atmosphere, heavy velvet drapes, candles,mirrors and more candles. I like mirrors. Some DFK as we frantically tore off each other’s clothes. She pushes me back on the bed and kneels before my throbbing member, and asks, “May I suck your dick?” I like polite.What followed was incredible. I will try to relate the details in an objective fashion.
Sucking a dick is an art form.She was a Picasso.Some of her basics. Wet, wet, wet, the wetter the better. Circling the base above the balls with a strong grip is good. So is circling the cock and balls with a one-handed grip. Mouth: no teeth ever. Smooth, wet, tongue in, or better, tongue long and licking. Then she went into variations of movement, speed, tension and rhythm. Change course, I suggest----surprise is good. She didn’t just do one movement over and over. She would do one movement over and over then switch. For example: base circled by the thumb-middle-finger cock ring, soft lips around my cock, down my cock, building up a consistent rhythm, watching my face, my eyes, senses me getting closer, then pulls out and licks down the back side of my cock, over the balls, and then suctioned them into her mouth one ball at a time, wet, wet, and with a mouthful of balls rolls them around on her tongue like almonds, then lick back up the spine and deep-throats the whole throbbing thing. And she did variations on this. With her free hand she inserted her index finger gently into my anus, an inch or two, massaging my prostate.
Deep is good. Gagging is good. She says, “If you won’t gag for your man, how can you really submit to him?” It works for me. Juices more slippery than saliva come up through her throat and coat my cock. It is the throat orgasm.
Her blowjob made an impression in the visual arena as well , as she sucked my cock in front of several different mirrors. Experimenting with various angles she showed showmanship, delineation of movement, clarity of intent. Sucking cock is about concentration. This is the act now, and the only one; it is not a warm-up, it is the main event in that moment. She looks me in eye and implores me to CIM. I oblige.
Many other forms of debauchery ensued as the evening wore on... However when I left the next morning I just shook my head and exclaimed to myself, “Now that was a blowjob!!”
We met in a bar, one of those chance meetings, she asks me to dance and you could feel the electricity in the air. Some call it chemistry, some say its pheromones, but the end result was her bedroom just a few hours later. She was in her late 30’s, slim, sexy and horny.Pouty lips. Her bedroom had an erotic atmosphere, heavy velvet drapes, candles,mirrors and more candles. I like mirrors. Some DFK as we frantically tore off each other’s clothes. She pushes me back on the bed and kneels before my throbbing member, and asks, “May I suck your dick?” I like polite.What followed was incredible. I will try to relate the details in an objective fashion.
Sucking a dick is an art form.She was a Picasso.Some of her basics. Wet, wet, wet, the wetter the better. Circling the base above the balls with a strong grip is good. So is circling the cock and balls with a one-handed grip. Mouth: no teeth ever. Smooth, wet, tongue in, or better, tongue long and licking. Then she went into variations of movement, speed, tension and rhythm. Change course, I suggest----surprise is good. She didn’t just do one movement over and over. She would do one movement over and over then switch. For example: base circled by the thumb-middle-finger cock ring, soft lips around my cock, down my cock, building up a consistent rhythm, watching my face, my eyes, senses me getting closer, then pulls out and licks down the back side of my cock, over the balls, and then suctioned them into her mouth one ball at a time, wet, wet, and with a mouthful of balls rolls them around on her tongue like almonds, then lick back up the spine and deep-throats the whole throbbing thing. And she did variations on this. With her free hand she inserted her index finger gently into my anus, an inch or two, massaging my prostate.
Deep is good. Gagging is good. She says, “If you won’t gag for your man, how can you really submit to him?” It works for me. Juices more slippery than saliva come up through her throat and coat my cock. It is the throat orgasm.
Her blowjob made an impression in the visual arena as well , as she sucked my cock in front of several different mirrors. Experimenting with various angles she showed showmanship, delineation of movement, clarity of intent. Sucking cock is about concentration. This is the act now, and the only one; it is not a warm-up, it is the main event in that moment. She looks me in eye and implores me to CIM. I oblige.
Many other forms of debauchery ensued as the evening wore on... However when I left the next morning I just shook my head and exclaimed to myself, “Now that was a blowjob!!”
