I have alwasy considered myself a pro when it comes to “cock worship.” There is nothing like having cock in my mouth– that mix of hard stone and the soft velvet of flesh combined with the saltiness of pre cum. There is a power I have when your cock is in my mouth. The sounds I can elicit from you with my tongue as it runs the backside of your shaft. The sigh that escapes my own mouth at the pleasure I get from having you this way.
I like to slide my tongue in you slit and taste that drip of brine, suck it like a straw trying to get more. Cirlcing my tongue around your round head, running it along the ridge, trying to know you through your cock. Is that possible? In some ways I think so. I try to link more than mouth to cock, because to me it is. I don’t just suck cock, I want it and I do slip into worship, I get lost.
I am sure I’ve mentioned that I try to be a generous lover on nearly every occasion, men like to have their cocks sucked in a variety ways. Some will let me just find my way, do what I want, how I want. Then there are those who want to face fuck me, gag me, make me cry, drool, almost vomit on their meat. And all those in between. My personal taste is a mix, I like to do what I want, but I also like you to take part. Maybe your hands locked in my hair guiding each swallow, or slow thrusting into my mouth bring me close to gagging–a slow mouth fuck I like. Kneeling below you looking up. Glasses on or off? Do you like it when I fill my mouth with you balls? I like the way your balls change from heavy to tight with my lip service. I like it when you can no longer control the lust and rise up and start thrusting into my parted lips, making them conform to your shape, filling me.
Once I have you nice and wet, coated in my saliva–hard as rock, bouncing and throbbing, my hand gripping tight–sometimes I’m amazed at how tight my grip is around your solidity–then, I like to feel your cock on me, on my face, cheeks, under my chin, my tits, back in my mouth, all over my face. There is something about that smell of spit, cock, want, and precum that makes me acts like a crazy cock worshiper–rubbing your wet cock on all parts of me, making me wet and hungry for more. The want almost make me want to cry, your cock almost makes me want to cry and I can never get enough.
I like to take my time to you make cum with my mouth. I think I enjoy making you cum with my lips more than any other way. This is why when I could not make my Chicago guy cum with just a blow job I became quite troubled. This has never happened, I am still shocked. He said only one woman has ever been able to make him cum with a blow job. I have tried every time I’ve been with him, but nothing, lots of precum and dripping, rock fucking hard cock, he is choker–like to make me gag, likes me to hang my head over the side of the bed for a proper face fucking–but no cumming. Dammit! I tried to get him to find that woman on facebook so I could know what it is she did that made him cum, it drove my crazy, it still is. I am not sure I could be with a man for the long haul that I could not make cum with my mouth.
My worship must conclude in hot white. I want to know the fruits of my labor.
Sign me up! For lessons and as a subject.
Your descriptions of the ephemeral event have been seared into my memory. I wonder if I could taste *me* on your face? How much could you take before you choked?
And yes, glasses on. Or off.
From everything you’ve written, I know your Chicagoan’s tendency is no reflection on you. My own GF is, in fact, the most accomplished fellatrix imaginable, but — I hangdoggedly admit — rarely can elicit a load from my that way. Yet there have been others, less accomplished in every salacious detail of technique and enthusiasm, who just had an inexplicable knack for milking the Greydog…which I know has had more to do with factors outside of the actual particulars of performance of their oral duties.
I’ve the suspicion you’d be able to bring me off with no hesitation. Or, if not, it’s the sort of thing we’d have to buckle down and address. Repeatedly. Until you’d discovered the particular nuance that allowed you to…lick the problem.
I’m weak in the knees merely from the reading…
Damn Vixen. What a rush reading this. Thanks for the afternoon erection.
I just got a raging hard on reading this…at work, of course.
I’ll be at my desk for the next half hour, demurely responding to customer emails.
This is why you’re my favourite blogger. I don’t think I’ve ever scrolled down to the end of one of your posts without reading every word. I can even forgive the american spellings…
You are the best when it cums to describing cock worship. I know I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, the joy that cums for literally sucking the juice out of a man’s dick and feeling him convulse for you is its own reward!!
Twice today — not once, but twice — I’ve cum after reading this.
The first was at work. After writing my comment above, my hard on was persistent. I closed the door to my office almost all the way, leaving just a crack, and then slid by pants down and started stroking myself. I was interrupted once by one of my female coworkers who need to ask me a question, my hands innocently returning to my keyboard to look something up for her for a moment. She left, and I returned to stroking myself and released my cum a couple of minutes later.
We’ll see if the cleaning staff checks underneath the desks.
The second was more conventional, while I lay in bed ready to drift off to sleep I read this again and my hard on returned. Stroking myself into an orgasm, visions of my cock sliding into your mouth, you on your back with your head over the edge of the bed. That hollow in your throat exposed and beautiful, and your glasses on.
I’m about to lay my head down and go to sleep covered in my own cum.
Thanks for both of those moments in an enjoyable day.
I have no trouble at all believing that your cock worship exceeds most by leaps and bounds. Strange, isn’t it, how you can be on your knees in front of someone and yet wield such tremendous power over them?
– PB
Wayward Librarian: both eh? do you think you can suck a good cock baby, I know I would have fun showing you.
Greyrake: “milking the greydog” omg, thanks for the smile on that one. And I would love to try. xoxo
rtist: oh you sweet talker you.
James: good, my job here is done.
justapunt: well thank you love, and it’s about time you have finally left me a comment, you may very well be my favourite flavor of the day. And just how is your flavor?
Blackpearl: i know i know. you know what I like–is when those sweet cocks are just about ready to blow and they get even harder right before that sweet lave flow. y-u-m-m-y!
Vancouver Sensuality: no no no, thank you. too bad I am not there, I can be a good cleaning woman, with close attention to detail and all that cum on your belly. And you must know–just how much it gets me off to know you are out there stroking and cumming (in you office nonetheless) thinking about what my mouth would like to do to you. thank you.
The Panserbjørne: the power of two, plug to socket, electric static, white noise, lost in that branch that sways.
V–
I have an obsession with cock. Visually and orally. I want to learn how to do it and do it well. Not to paint a picture of a stereotypical librarian, but I worship women and pussy. Worship is not a strong enough word, though. I just happen to be obsessed with cocks. What does that make me?
Have you ever thought of giving a Master Class? I am sure there would be plenty of volunteers!
I feel the need to put in my two cents as a man that sometimes finds it difficult to climax via a lovely lady’s warm wet mouth. I don’t know your Chicagoan and unfortunately have missed the details but for me it’s a control thing, and judging how he likes to take your mouth he may be the same way. I often have to be in complete control to get off. I don’t mean that in some sort of emotional sort of way, I meant that I need to be able to choose the pace, rhythm, and even position. My guess is this guy is the same way.
That’s not to say I can’t cum from a blowjob, in fact it is maybe my favorite way to peak I’m just saying it’s takes more work on both of our parts. I think some folks, both male and female, think of the BJ as the lazy, relaxed, leisurely way to climax I so wish that was the case.
Lastly, I want to state that just because I, we, don’t reach orgasm doesn’t mean that it’s not enjoyable or isn’t worth the work. I hope you and all the other other cock-lovers out there continue with your endeavors, even in earnest, if not for our pleasure than for your own.