Blowjob

I'm just compelled to mention the assumed fact that, for decades, bored and horny people have mused over the act's obviously skimpy rate of "blowing" and much larger emphasis on "sucking."

Unless of course someone just really sucks, in which case receiving might conceivably blow.

Yep. I went there.

It was a dinner gathering. As usual, there was an obscure, awesome movie playing in the living room and abundant liquor heisted from Wal-Mart. I wasn't paying much attention to anything going on around me but the movie, when suddenly she grabbed my arm and forcefully tugged me to follow her to the back of the house.

"Huh? What's going on?" Her sudden haste and serious demeanor worried me. I assumed that she was escorting me to the site of something horrible happening that I would have to take care of. Someone's bleeding, something's on fire, the cops are at the back door, etc. But then she pulled me around into the bathroom at the back of the house.

"What are you doing?" I asked. She shoved me against the wall of the bathroom with one hand and didn't say anything. The lights were off, but in the light of the kitchen that was cast through the long, cavernous bathroom, I could see her determined, humorless expression.

"This," she said as she abruptly unzipped my pants and slid her cold fingers around my dick. She moved in to bite my neck and breathe a low, animalistic moan into my ear as she started to stroke me with one hand and pull my pants further down my waist with the other.

I had mixed feelings about this.

Whereas her nimble hands made quick work of turning my initial confusion and apprehension into rock-hard wanton lust, I couldn't manage to silence the voice in my head reminding me that I was previously angry with this girl for treating me like her sex object. I thought about it for a moment and it became obvious that she was just trying to give me an erection and work it until I was horny enough to fuck her, and that had been her intention all night. I was again a little disgusted by being treated like her personal fuckslave, but my offense became difficult to focus on as she slid down my chest and slipped my erection into her mouth for her skilled tongue to attend to.

The indignity of it was how this beguiling young woman manipulated me so masterfully. As she took me into her mouth slower and slower, soon stopping entirely, she beckoned me to hold her head and thrust into her throat. With me compelled to take over, all she had to do was lead me into my bedroom, slap a condom on me, and mount me to get exactly what she wanted out of the night.

I did confront her about my objections, but I waited until later. I couldn't continue being treated disrespectfully, but I conceded to deal with it for the sake of some really, really good loud rough sex.