Blowjob

This was when I had just started going outside to the shops dressed but wanted more. I'd met and chatted to a guy on line. So I invited him to my place. He was married and a bit older than me and it took a while to arrange. I flirted with him over coffee , talking about lingerie . I was wearing a nice sweater and a short skirt but no mini. high heels and seamed stockings. I'd made a special effort with my make up. I sat opposite him and asked if he could see my stocking top? not quite he replied so I shuffled my skirt a bit higher and he said he could now and it was very sexy. Then he asked if he could stroke my stocking tops and panties. So I stood up in front of him.
It seemed a bit weird talking about how I like to go to the White Rose shopping centre when a man had his hands up my skirt stroking my legs, stocking tops, suspenders and bottom. I felt a bit like his plaything. Me and my lingerie were their to arouse him. Then he stood up and embraced me . He kissed me and pushed his tongue into my mouth and I could feel his hard cock against my tummy. Wow, this was different! I thought I might melt. I'd only ever embraced women with their soft curves, now it was my boobs pressing into his chest. I felt so feminine . He stepped back , undid his trousers and pushed my hand down inside his shorts. Shopping for stockings and lipstick was one thing but now I had a mans cock in my hand. !
I played with it a bit and wondered where all this would end. He pushed his trousers down so his cock was free.
"Go on wank me " he said.
So there I was dressed and made up like any woman hoping to please her man and it was working. He was kissing me and squeezing my tits and bottom. I was wanking his hard cock. I remembered foreplay with my girlfriends when i groped them and they played with my cock. Now the tables had turned I felt so sexy with his tongue in my mouth and his cock in my hand. I wished my girlfriends and first wife could see me now. His hand went down the back of my panties and his finger gently touched my hole . My legs trembled, in high heels tend to push your bottom out ,it felt natural being in the strong arms of this man . Being his play thing.
"are you going to suck my cock ?" I want you to suck my cock " he said
"I've never done that before" I said
"I've been looking at your picture and imagining putting my cock in your mouth" he said
"ok you can be the first cock I suck" I replied.
I sat on the edge of a chair in front of him and kissed the end of his cock. He looked down at me . I thought oh well, here goes this is what men love and this is what women do to please their men. So while we looked into each others eyes I kissed the end of his cock again. Then I flicked my tongue around the end of his cock. He groaned and smiled down at me. I then took his cock into my mouth. It had happened at last. I had put on my sexy lingerie and seamed stockings. I had decided to dress a bit slutty as he had said I should. Now I was pleasing my man by sucking his cock. As I played with it he closed his eyes. I did all the things I'd seen women in porn films do when they gave their men a blow job. I decided I didn't want him to cum in my mouth, so I stopped after a while and said I wanted him to give me a facial. I'd spent a fair amount of time on the net seeing other women get cum all over their faces and I wanted a man to shoot his cum on my face. So he watched me while I wanked his cock into my lips. He started to cum and I continued to pull on his cock as the spunk shot over my face. I rubbed his cock around my face, probably ruining my make up, but I felt such a slut. I felt so used yet so satisfied, so womanly.
He put his cock away and made his excuses to get back to his wife, which I expected. I sat watching the telly with his cum drying on my face looking at the actresses in some soap opera wondering which of those if any had sucked cock and had a facial