The sensations thundered through his body. She was going down on him for the first time since their relationship began. To try and describe the exact thoughts going through his mind is almost impossible. The best this author can do is to say it felt like the first orgasm he ever had during his first successful masturbation attempt. Except it kept going on and on much longer than that first ejaculation took.
It was the night of their first “real” date together. He was going out of town for a few days and had invited her to dinner. He not only wanted to impress her, but also really wanted to show her that he knew, or at least think he knew, how to treat a woman. He had brought her to his favorite restaurant. The one on the top of the hotel in the ritzy part of town that he reserved only for special occasions.
It by all means wasn’t their first date. The relationship had begun as nothing more than friends more than 10 months ago. They were co-workers. He was in a relationship at the time, and she was mostly single, dating now and then. They flirted a lot, as they were genuinely attracted to each other, but he stayed loyal to his commitment with the other woman, and she respected him for that. But his relationship ended and he had quit the company over a salary dispute. They kept in touch through email and he invited her over to his place one night to hang out. They didn’t sleep together that night but instead just enjoyed each others company over drinks and laughter. He invited her out two weeks later to meet his friends at one of his casual hangouts. They drank beers and talk about everything and nothing. Later, they shared their first kiss. She had stayed the night, and the next one also.
Dinner was excellent and the company even better. Her eyes sparkled and he was at his charming best. After a couple of slow dances in the piano bar they headed to his place. Entering his home they went right to the stairs leading to the bedroom. Not a word needed to be said. He entered first and turned and leaned against the tall bed, standing yet half-sitting as well. He watched her enter the room behind him, stand directly in front of him, and leaning over to whisper in his ear, “I am going to give you the best blowjob you have ever had” in the sweetest, sexiest voice he had ever heard.
The only light in the room was coming from the scant moonlight shining in through the window blinds. She knelt before him, never taking her eyes off his. She began to deftly unbuckle his belt and lowered his slacks, prompting him to step out of them when they reached his ankles. He began to unbutton his shirt and remove it as she grasped his cock and began to gently stroke it up and down. He looked at her once again and saw that she was staring at him with the most sensuous expression he had ever seen.
