Well, here we are. I made it to my nineteenth journal entry. Once again I want to say thank you to everyone who's taken the time to send feedback, post a comment or cast a vote. It really makes it fun to share my experiences when people respond the way you have. Thank you.
That said, I also want to tell everyone that I'm going to make this my last entry, at least for a now. There are several reasons, but the main ones are, one, there are only so many ways to describe a woman's lips sliding up and down my cock and, two, lately, it's been taking away from the pleasure of getting my cock sucked. What I mean is, I can have some nice looking woman on her knees giving me the best cocksucking she knows how, and instead of just enjoying it, I'm thinking about whether or not what she's doing is special enough to be worth writing about.
That's the thing. I've gotten some really good blow jobs that aren't in my journal simply because there isn't anything that makes them different. How many times can I write about standing there while a woman on her knees bobs on my cock? While no two women give head quite the same, it's tough to write about it in a way that they seem different. So a lot of those women who gave me good blow jobs aren't in here because they didn't blow me in a way or a place to set themselves apart from the pack.
And if worrying about how to make it sound different is taking away from the actual pleasure of cumming in a woman's mouth, then what's the point? That's one of the most wonderful things I can think of (especially if she swallows) and if I'm not enjoying that to the fullest, something's wrong.
So I'm going to call it quits. Once again, thanks to all of you for making this so much fun.
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Since this is going to be the last entry, I'm going to do something a little different. I said above that there are a lot of good blow jobs I've gotten that didn't make it into the journal. I'm going to pick a few to write about. Most of them have at least something a little different to set them apart. And even if they didn't, these women all sucked a good cock and deserve to be mentioned at the very least.
These entries are mostly women I met on the internet, which, as I've mentioned before, means I really don't know very much about them. There's not a lot to tell about how we met, what we said to each other and how things progressed to the point where they took my cock into their mouths. These women were all out to meet men and have a little fun of their own, so things happened pretty quickly with them. Unless I think of something noteworthy that happened leading up to the blow job, I'm just going to get right to it.
I'm going to start with Sally, who probably deserves her own entry, if for no other reason than she was a woman who plain and simply loved to suck cock. There were also a few things about the way she gave head that made her unique. So if this weren't my final entry, she'd be a separate journal entry.
I met Sally, like the others here, through an online dating site. Her profile said she was single and no kids, but after we exchanged a few emails, she admitted to being a married mother of three who was looking for some extramarital fun. That was fine with me, and I asked her what she had in mind. I certainly wasn't expecting her reply.
"I love sucking cock. If you want a no strings attached blow job, let me know."
"A blow job? Just like that?" I emailed back, a little skeptical, to say the least. Her answer was simple and direct.
"Yes... as long as you're circumcised! ;)"
I asked her a few more questions, and wound up agreeing to meet her, of course. I always enjoy asking women about sucking cock, especially the ones who say they love it like Sally. I'm always fascinated to hear what it is that a woman like about having a man's cock in her mouth. Any woman who's ever given me the chance to ask them about it will surely find my questions familiar.
I asked Sally what in particular she liked about giving head, what positions she preferred and how she felt about the taste of cum. My experience has been that most women give fairly similar answers. But I always enjoy hearing a woman talk about her cocksucking, so I ask whenever I get the chance. Sally's answers weren't particularly different in substance, but she was great at getting her point across.
"What do I love about it?" she wrote back. "A hard cock, throbbing in my mouth... mmmmm... god it makes me wet! Grind it against the back of my throat! Yes! And cum... oh, damn I can't wait to taste it! Fill my mouth and there's still not enough! When it slides down the back of my throat all I can think of is that I need more! Do you shoot big loads? God, I hope you do!"
Sally had skipped over the question about what positions she liked to use when giving head (not that I was complaining about her answer, mind you!), so I asked it again. Again, I was not disappointed.
"Make me get on my knees," Sally wrote back. "Make me beg on my knees to suck cock. Stand over me and wave it in my face. mmmmmm.... Then cram it down my throat! Ahhhhh...."
Well, with answers like that, I made sure I got together with Sally as soon as possible. When she told me a specific date, two weeks away, I asked her why then. She explained that her husband occasionally traveled on business and so she liked to line up three or four or more guys over the day or two he was gone. Then she'd suck their cocks one by one. She said her husband usually traveled about once or twice a month and if she could get her mouth on at least a few cocks each time, it was enough to hold her over. Of course, I had to ask what she meant by 'hold her over.'
"I am happily married," Sally explained. "I love my husband and my life with him. But I can't go without sucking cocks for very long. Fortunately, I can get my 'fix' when he isn't around."
"Why don't you just suck your husband's cock more often?" I asked.
"You obviously don't understand," Sally wrote back. "I need to suck COCKS! Not the same cock over and over again. COCKS! Lots of long, thick, hard throbbing cocks pumping their salty warm cum down my throat and into my stomach!"
I don't know if Sally was exaggerating for my benefit or if she really had the craving to suck cock the way she claimed. Having seen her in action, I will say I'm inclined to give her the benefit of the doubt.
One thing Sally refused to do was to email a picture of herself, so I had no idea what I was in for. I have to confess, I was afraid she'd be really fat and/or really ugly. I certainly didn't expect her to be hot. My jaw dropped when I saw her pull up in front of my apartment building. I had been worried she'd be unsightly. That may be cruel, but let's be honest, appearances count. She was a forty-something mother of three, and it never occurred to me she might be hot. But Sally was hot! The thought of a woman as good looking as her being a ravenous cocksucker had me stiffening before she even came through the door.
Sally was petite, maybe five foot two with a very slender build. Her dirty blonde hair fell in curls to just below her shoulders. Her pale blue eyes were surrounded by long lashes. They seemed a little dark and sunken. Her cheeks too were lean and had a slightly sunken look to them. Her chin was prominent and delicately shaped. All of her facial features had a crisp, chiseled look to them. She didn't smile much, but my eyes were drawn to her lips nonetheless. They were puffy and pouty and, if what Sally said was true, about to get very busy sucking cocks.
I looked her up and down as she tossed her jacket aside. She was dressed in surprisingly nice clothes. A white silk top, a black leather skirt that fell just above her knee and the kind of stylish high heel shoes you don't usually see a woman just walking down the street in. As my eyes ran over her again, I couldn't help noticing how large her breasts were. Not that they were huge, but on a woman with as delicate a build as Sally, they looked deliciously big.
We introduced ourselves and, trying not to drool on her, I offered Sally a drink. She shook her head, looked around, seeming a bit impatient.
"Do you want to just get to it?" Sally asked. There was a kind of vacant look in her eyes. I thought it was strange that she didn't seem a little more animated. I mean, judging from her emails I was expecting, I don't know, more energy or enthusiasm. Here she was, a woman who had said she couldn't suck enough cock moments away from having my rod in her mouth and not showing any outward signs of being excited. Well, all I'll say is that I made the mistake of judging a book by its cover. Sally may have looked a little bored or impatient, but once my cock was out, she threw herself on it with the enthusiasm that she promised.
When she said she just wanted to get to it, I shrugged.
"Shouldn't you be on your knees?" I asked. A little wisp of a smile crossed her lips and she nodded slightly.
"Do you have a tile floor?" she asked.
"In the kitchen," I replied, a little mystified.
"I like to kneel on a hard floor," Sally explained matter-of-factly. She didn't seem to care if I thought it was a bit unusual. She knew what she wanted and she wasn't bashful about it. I shrugged and led her into the kitchen. "Also," she said as she got down on her knees, "I'm not wearing any panties and I will be cumming. You don't want me to make a mess on your carpet." Another fleeting smile.
