Early on I learned my boss was a very inquisitive guy - when it came to my sex life.
K. Linford Little liked to spend the time after we had fooled around cuddling and talking. We'd kiss and hug in the front seat of his car or walking down the street. Sometimes it was little love talk, or quiet ramblings about whatever came to mind. But about six months into our clandestine relationship he began asking questions about other relationships I had been involved in, how many guys I had notched in my lipstick case, and exactly how and when I had lost my virginity.
He'd asked these kind of basic questions since early on in our relationship, but about the six month mark he followed up with more detailed questions and was continually wanting more details. I secretly thought it turned him on knowing about my current or past boyfriends and what we had done and where. Almost like he was a voyeur into my love life.
There was one question that he never stopped asking - about my oral experience.
I guess it was because our special way of making love was orally. Oral sex, not intercourse, was our main way of getting closer to each other. Oh, there were times when our hands wandered until we brought our partner to nirvana, but the majority of times it was orally. I liked it like that for my reasons, he liked it for his. Bottom line is that we loved that form of lovemaking the best.
Anyway, to make a long story short, we had spent a sunny spring afternoon wandering through a park about 20 miles from our homes, a place secluded enough that we had never come close to being recognized. Not that we didn't take precautions, like arriving in different vehicles, parking well apart, or walking hand in hand only when the coast was clear. In any case, we were sinful yet careful.
There, in a grove of pine trees, we sat on a blanket and made out until we moved into the sixty nine position and licked and lapped at each other. I love that sex act, it brings us so close, but I can't easily cum while concentrating of sucking a cock. So well into our session I moved off my boss's dick and relaxed with his head between my legs. He lapped at me, bringing me up, slowing me down, and then bringing me to the brink once again before I exploded on his face.
Still writhing, the man continued to lap at my pulsating sex as I had a second lesser orgasm then basked in his ministrations.
Having enjoyed myself, I still wasn't totally satisfied, mainly because Mr. Little had performed so well but still hadn't totally enjoyed the fruits of his labors. I decided to change that, pushing him onto his back, kneeling beside him, then lowering my head and slipping my tongue all over his cock.
While the man was rock hard when we were working on each other's sex, his attention to my pussy had lowered his dick to half-mast. That wasn't a problem, though, because I loved the sensation of slipping his entire semi-hard dick into my mouth and working my lips and cheek muscles until it was bursting out of my mouth in a granite state.
"Oh, Constance, oh...that is so good," commended my insatiable boss. "You are such a spectacular cocksucker!"
I had heard that comment before from his lips, but each time he said it I glowed. It gave me such a wonderful feeling to be complimented for something I just enjoyed doing. It made me feel so hot deep inside knowing I turned the man on so that he lost track of what he was doing or saying.
On this day Mr. Little wasn't looking for a luxurious blow job. He was hot, excited and wanted to cum. I felt it as I bobbed my head up and down on his dick, working my lips and cheeks in a milking mode. He put a hand behind my head and helped me understand the perfect timing of sucking his cock. I didn't have time to lick it all over once he got into this condition, so I just let him control the action.
I felt his rigid dick shake in my mouth, then I swear I could feel a tightening near his balls and his manly cum begin it's travels up his cock. Whether I felt it or not wasn't the point, because what matters is that the man lost control and soon his cock-eye was spurting out hot sticky sauce into my mouth.
"Suck my dick Constance, don't stop now," said my boss, as if I had a choice with his hand glued to my head, pushing it down. The man must not have shot in a week because he exploded several thick wads of man juice into my willing mouth. Some escaped, hitting my cheek, but I kept sucking on his cock until his erection began to subside.
He loves it when I continue to suck after his orgasm, as I slowly tighten my lips around his dick, keeping it hard and milking every last drop from his loins. On that day his manhood stayed in my mouth for several minutes before not even my mouth couldn't keep his dick hard. It popped out of my mouth and I looked up at my boss, a smile crossing my lips.
Mr. Little stared at me as I stuck out my tongue and began fingering his excess sauce into my willing mouth. His jizz was a little salty, but satisfying. I smiled up at his as I swallowed down the rest of his orgasmic blast.
"Oh, Constance, you are so wonderful, so good. You are a great cocksucher! I am so lucky to have you," said the man with vigor.
For the next few minutes we held each other tight, stroking each other's back, whispering sweetness into each other's ear. Our breath and heartbeats got back to normal as we cuddled. We picked up our things and made our way back to his car, slipping into the front seat.
That's when he began asking more in-depth questions.
"Constance, you are so very good at sucking cock, you have to tell me, when was the first time you did it, who taught you, how many guys have you sucked off?"
Nothing like getting to the point of my love-making background and resume. On one hand, I wasn't THAT experienced, but I had been with several guys before I met and began a relationship with my married boss. Some I had mentioned, some I hadn't, and never had I gone into detail. On that day I decided to come clean...at least to a point.
He was just so very interested in the details, I decided to give in to his inquisition.
I looked him in the eyes, kissed his cheek, they told him not to get jealous.
