Our sexual episodes culminate in various ways, but one of my favorites has always been oral sex. I love that it’s quick, it satisfies, and I find the kinkiness of it stimulating. George and I often practiced it in our pre-wedding lovemaking, though we know some believe we should’ve waited until after the ceremony for oral sex too. Now, 12 years later, we feel so free with each other in all ways that we do it as we please. It’s the one time that I prefer giving and don’t care much whether I receive in return.
This afternoon, I had a strong urge to suck George off, so I texted him a picture of a guy getting head. (Unlike many ladies, I don’t get jealous or afraid of my guy looking at sexy images. His arousal always benefits me, plus he never feels a need to keep secrets from me.)
Angela, one of my four co-workers—all of them female—looked over my shoulder and noticed my screen. Suddenly, she blurted out, “HEY GIRLS, we have another COCK SUCKER in our midst!”
The other girls, it seems, go crazy for oral sex too. The ease with which they said “cock” helped me come to terms with adding such words to my vocabulary during sexy times with George.
Within a few minutes, George phoned, and he knew what I craved. “Come over. I’m waiting,” he whispered.
As I clocked out for my lunch break, the girls guessed my plans. Angela, always the outspoken one, shouted, “ENJOY!!!”
I headed for George’s office a few streets away. When I opened his office door, George’s pants already bulged with a hard penis. Moving swiftly to him, I unfastened his pants and slipped them towards his ankles.
“I am going to suck your cock,” I announced.
“Hey, is that a new word you learned?”
“Yes. The girls in the office called me a cock sucker, and I think I want to speak more boldly from now on.”
“Suits me fine,” he agreed as I licked the pre-cum off his tip and, with one huge gulp, managed to take his shaft in comfortably. I bobbed my head up and down, knowing I had to hurry to get back to the office on time.
George’s face showed his excitement as I sucked hard on his penis head. Soon he rasped out, “I’m coming!”
As I tightened my lips over his cockhead, his load squirted onto my tongue. I sucked harder to extract the last bit, cleaning him out before I swallowed it all. Then I kissed him, thanked him, and left him still pulling up his pants. With my mouth full of the yumminess of sex, I returned to my office.
The girls asked me how it went. “Fantastic!” I said, then playfully stuck out my tongue at them.
Angela noticed first. “Hey, cock sucker, you still have cum on your tongue.”
I just laughed, then slowly moved my tongue around and cleaned off my husband’s sperm.
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