A discussion between friends about oral sex
“Why can’t I enjoy it?” Carrie went on the defensive. The conversation between her and her best friend, Anna, had started off innocently enough. Carrie had been on a third date with a guy, and Anna pressed for details. Being best friends gave the pair the confidence to say the words. There was no need for proper etiquette and vague terminology.
It stunned Anna when her best friend since college said she had gone down on her date and enjoyed it. It was as if she had broken some mythical girl code. A woman can perform oral sex on a partner, but they aren’t to enjoy it, and they should be doing it as a method to gain leverage to be used at a later date.
“And you are going to tell me that you’ve never enjoyed it?” Carrie had to suppress the chuckle in her voice. She had the feeling that her friend was revealing something dark and serious. Anna shook her head.
“Sure, I’ve done it, but it was only as a means to get something else, like to get him to go down on me, or maybe take me to a really nice restaurant. I can honestly say that I’ve never really done it because I wanted to. And when I did do it, I didn’t really enjoy it. I mean, I didn’t hate it, but it’s always been something expected, and I’ve tried to do a good job because if you’re bad at it, it takes forever for him to get done.” Anna felt she had explained her position adequately. Carrie was astonished and felt a little sad for her friend.
“I’m guessing that you really hate it when they come on you?” Carrie wanted to pursue the subject, learn more about her friend, and try to figure out if she was the weirdo. Anna recoiled at even hearing the issue brought up.
“No. Eww. If I haven’t managed to move on to something else and he starts, I just point it at my chest until he finishes. And before you ask, yes, I’ve tasted it, and gotten it on my face before and I hated it. But, let me guess, you love it!” Anna exaggerated her words to make her point.
“Yes, I kind of do. I mean, come doesn’t really have a taste so much, and it has a weird texture, but I don’t hate it. Getting it in your eye sucks because it stings, but I don’t take off my glasses, so it rarely happens.” Carrie paused to take a drink. Anna slipped in the opening.
“Alright then, explain it to me. I’ve told you about my not liking it. Why do you like it so much?” Anna hoped to stymie her friend by pressing for details she might not be prepared to offer up. Carrie motioned for her friend to follow her outside.
“Maybe talking about this in a coffee shop isn’t the best idea.” Carrie pointed at an open bench in the park across the street. After they settled in, Carrie put on leg up on the seat and half-turned to face her friend.
“Ok, so why do I like giving head? I believe that was the question? Let’s start with how men react when they know you are going to go down on them. It isn’t any different from the expression a k** has when they see their parent hauling in some big Christmas present with their name on it. They are almost giddy with excitement. It is an incredible turn-on for them. I have never loosened a man’s pants and found a soft dick inside. So, that’s about them, now me. First of all, it is an incredible feeling of power. In the moments before it touches my lips, I can see such overwhelming need and appreciation in a man’s eyes. I know, at that moment, I can either make his whole night or ruin it. The sound a man makes when I open my mouth and lick the head is intoxicating. It is a sound like no other. A released heavy breath with a tremble underneath. I can feel his cock twitch and swell a little more, and I can feel them fighting to flex their hips up or to push my head down for fear that I’ll stop. As I start getting into it, they relax a little, and a look of fantastic pleasure comes over their face. They just stare and smile. Now I know I’ve got them. I am in completre control. I can see by your expression that you have, let’s say, technical questions. Let me answer without your asking. I like the feeling of a cock in my mouth. It’s smooth, but you can feel the veins pumping. It’s firm but has soft skin. You won’t ask, but yes, I can and do deepthroat. I have little to no gag reflex. I don’t like men who shave everything, but it is nice to keep it all trimmed. I play with their balls because, again, the power thing. While this will no doubt shock you. I sometimes play with their ass, all of it. A guy will freak out if you do it. What happens next depends on whether or not this was a part of something bigger or the ending to something that’s been going on a while, or even if it’s all that there will be.” Carrie stopped to toss her empty coffee cup in the trashcan and to give her friend a chance to breathe.
“Shall I continue?” Carrie smiled at her friend. Anna nodded without comment.
“Alright. I gave you a chance. As I said, it depends on what is happening next. If it was foreplay, then we move onto the main event. If it is at the end of a bigger event, it sort of depends on the man. If he is in control of his orgasm and thinks he can get away with it, he might pull out and either wait to see if I will go down again or if he is confident enough, he will crawl up and offer it to my mouth. Sometimes that decision is made by me. You’d be surprised how excited a guy gets when you tell them to come on your face. Again, because I know you, I know what you are thinking, and the answer is yes. I can and really do enjoy licking my taste off his cock. Maybe that makes me weird, but I like it. So, the guy gets in position, and I start sucking it again. It never takes very long. Even if they don’t say anything, I can tell when they are about to explode. At worst, I’ll get a little shot on my tongue, but the best is when I stop sucking it, and they instinctively start stroking it until they come. As I said, I avoid getting it in my eyes, but I will let them paint me. Understand, I am playing with myself the whole time, and when they come, I do, too, usually. It is so fucking hot to hear them when they finally pop and watch as I let them come on my face and open my mouth. This is all basically the same if going down on them is the only thing happening. If that wasn’t kinky enough for you, occasionally, I will come across a guy who gets into it as much as I do. Some will kiss me knowing that their come is all over my face and in my mouth. I find that super hot. I had one guy tell me that he saw it this way. Why would he want to do something to me that he wouldn’t do to himself? After we had been dating a while, and I learned that he came more and harder than anyone I had ever met, I tried something just to see how he’d react. We had been fucking for a while, and when he started saying that he wanted to come, I got up and got on my knees behind him as he sat up. I grabbed his cock and started stroking it hard while I kissed his neck. When I felt him tense to explode, I put my free hand on his forehead to hold him still and pointed his cock at his face. I told him he had to open his mouth, and he did. I watched as he came the hardest I had ever seen. He shot his own orgasm straight into his mouth and all over his face. It was just about the hottest thing I had ever seen. I came too and didn’t even touch myself. I just had to see what was happening.” Carrie stopped to calm herself. Just describing and reliving that night in her mind had her fairly excited. She could see Anna was as well, but she wouldn’t admit it.
“Back to where this started, yes, I love sucking a man’s cock, and can’t figure why you wouldn’t.” Carrie sat back on the bench and tried to get her breath under control and wait for her friend to say something.
Several minutes of silence passed between the two friends. Anna was the first to speak.
“That was a fantastic description, and with that in mind, I can see why you like it so much. I just don’t think I could ever come around to thinking about it the way you do, but I will have to give it more thought.” Anna gathered her things.
“If you get into it, you will be surprised at how much power it gives you and how much you might enjoy that feeling.” Carrie grabbed her bag and stood with her friend. They hugged, and Carrie just couldn’t help herself. She whispered in her friend’s ear.
“Anytime you want lessons, just let me know. I know some guys who would flip to have you there watching, or maybe doing more.” Carrie stepped back. Anna’s expression was one of shock, initially. Then it turned into a devilish little smile and nod before she walked away.
It stunned Anna when her best friend since college said she had gone down on her date and enjoyed it. It was as if she had broken some mythical girl code. A woman can perform oral sex on a partner, but they aren’t to enjoy it, and they should be doing it as a method to gain leverage to be used at a later date.
“And you are going to tell me that you’ve never enjoyed it?” Carrie had to suppress the chuckle in her voice. She had the feeling that her friend was revealing something dark and serious. Anna shook her head.
“Sure, I’ve done it, but it was only as a means to get something else, like to get him to go down on me, or maybe take me to a really nice restaurant. I can honestly say that I’ve never really done it because I wanted to. And when I did do it, I didn’t really enjoy it. I mean, I didn’t hate it, but it’s always been something expected, and I’ve tried to do a good job because if you’re bad at it, it takes forever for him to get done.” Anna felt she had explained her position adequately. Carrie was astonished and felt a little sad for her friend.
“I’m guessing that you really hate it when they come on you?” Carrie wanted to pursue the subject, learn more about her friend, and try to figure out if she was the weirdo. Anna recoiled at even hearing the issue brought up.
“No. Eww. If I haven’t managed to move on to something else and he starts, I just point it at my chest until he finishes. And before you ask, yes, I’ve tasted it, and gotten it on my face before and I hated it. But, let me guess, you love it!” Anna exaggerated her words to make her point.
“Yes, I kind of do. I mean, come doesn’t really have a taste so much, and it has a weird texture, but I don’t hate it. Getting it in your eye sucks because it stings, but I don’t take off my glasses, so it rarely happens.” Carrie paused to take a drink. Anna slipped in the opening.
“Alright then, explain it to me. I’ve told you about my not liking it. Why do you like it so much?” Anna hoped to stymie her friend by pressing for details she might not be prepared to offer up. Carrie motioned for her friend to follow her outside.
“Maybe talking about this in a coffee shop isn’t the best idea.” Carrie pointed at an open bench in the park across the street. After they settled in, Carrie put on leg up on the seat and half-turned to face her friend.
“Ok, so why do I like giving head? I believe that was the question? Let’s start with how men react when they know you are going to go down on them. It isn’t any different from the expression a k** has when they see their parent hauling in some big Christmas present with their name on it. They are almost giddy with excitement. It is an incredible turn-on for them. I have never loosened a man’s pants and found a soft dick inside. So, that’s about them, now me. First of all, it is an incredible feeling of power. In the moments before it touches my lips, I can see such overwhelming need and appreciation in a man’s eyes. I know, at that moment, I can either make his whole night or ruin it. The sound a man makes when I open my mouth and lick the head is intoxicating. It is a sound like no other. A released heavy breath with a tremble underneath. I can feel his cock twitch and swell a little more, and I can feel them fighting to flex their hips up or to push my head down for fear that I’ll stop. As I start getting into it, they relax a little, and a look of fantastic pleasure comes over their face. They just stare and smile. Now I know I’ve got them. I am in completre control. I can see by your expression that you have, let’s say, technical questions. Let me answer without your asking. I like the feeling of a cock in my mouth. It’s smooth, but you can feel the veins pumping. It’s firm but has soft skin. You won’t ask, but yes, I can and do deepthroat. I have little to no gag reflex. I don’t like men who shave everything, but it is nice to keep it all trimmed. I play with their balls because, again, the power thing. While this will no doubt shock you. I sometimes play with their ass, all of it. A guy will freak out if you do it. What happens next depends on whether or not this was a part of something bigger or the ending to something that’s been going on a while, or even if it’s all that there will be.” Carrie stopped to toss her empty coffee cup in the trashcan and to give her friend a chance to breathe.
“Shall I continue?” Carrie smiled at her friend. Anna nodded without comment.
“Alright. I gave you a chance. As I said, it depends on what is happening next. If it was foreplay, then we move onto the main event. If it is at the end of a bigger event, it sort of depends on the man. If he is in control of his orgasm and thinks he can get away with it, he might pull out and either wait to see if I will go down again or if he is confident enough, he will crawl up and offer it to my mouth. Sometimes that decision is made by me. You’d be surprised how excited a guy gets when you tell them to come on your face. Again, because I know you, I know what you are thinking, and the answer is yes. I can and really do enjoy licking my taste off his cock. Maybe that makes me weird, but I like it. So, the guy gets in position, and I start sucking it again. It never takes very long. Even if they don’t say anything, I can tell when they are about to explode. At worst, I’ll get a little shot on my tongue, but the best is when I stop sucking it, and they instinctively start stroking it until they come. As I said, I avoid getting it in my eyes, but I will let them paint me. Understand, I am playing with myself the whole time, and when they come, I do, too, usually. It is so fucking hot to hear them when they finally pop and watch as I let them come on my face and open my mouth. This is all basically the same if going down on them is the only thing happening. If that wasn’t kinky enough for you, occasionally, I will come across a guy who gets into it as much as I do. Some will kiss me knowing that their come is all over my face and in my mouth. I find that super hot. I had one guy tell me that he saw it this way. Why would he want to do something to me that he wouldn’t do to himself? After we had been dating a while, and I learned that he came more and harder than anyone I had ever met, I tried something just to see how he’d react. We had been fucking for a while, and when he started saying that he wanted to come, I got up and got on my knees behind him as he sat up. I grabbed his cock and started stroking it hard while I kissed his neck. When I felt him tense to explode, I put my free hand on his forehead to hold him still and pointed his cock at his face. I told him he had to open his mouth, and he did. I watched as he came the hardest I had ever seen. He shot his own orgasm straight into his mouth and all over his face. It was just about the hottest thing I had ever seen. I came too and didn’t even touch myself. I just had to see what was happening.” Carrie stopped to calm herself. Just describing and reliving that night in her mind had her fairly excited. She could see Anna was as well, but she wouldn’t admit it.
“Back to where this started, yes, I love sucking a man’s cock, and can’t figure why you wouldn’t.” Carrie sat back on the bench and tried to get her breath under control and wait for her friend to say something.
Several minutes of silence passed between the two friends. Anna was the first to speak.
“That was a fantastic description, and with that in mind, I can see why you like it so much. I just don’t think I could ever come around to thinking about it the way you do, but I will have to give it more thought.” Anna gathered her things.
“If you get into it, you will be surprised at how much power it gives you and how much you might enjoy that feeling.” Carrie grabbed her bag and stood with her friend. They hugged, and Carrie just couldn’t help herself. She whispered in her friend’s ear.
“Anytime you want lessons, just let me know. I know some guys who would flip to have you there watching, or maybe doing more.” Carrie stepped back. Anna’s expression was one of shock, initially. Then it turned into a devilish little smile and nod before she walked away.
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