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Dirty Boy’s birthday is coming up. He wanted a “special” blowjob. With my cough and breathing still on the rocks even a regular (yet still totally super fantastic) blowjob seemed out of the realm of possibilities. I didn’t want to leave him unsatisfied though.


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Click the link below to see what other wicked things people were up to this Wednesday. ūüėČ


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Last Wednesday I missed posting to the blog. As a result I decided two posts today, with one of them being your choice, would make up for it. I’ve been posting two posts a day all week with The Devil’s Deal, but that doesn’t make up for anything. It is #DragonWeek afterall.

I had a few suggestions and the consensus was that people enjoy seeing me with a cock in my mouth. Wouldn’t want to disappoint. ūüėČ

 

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“There just isn’t enough cock in this world to be caught suckin’ and be called anything but a slut for life.
The cynic in me would call it a bad habit, but that‚Äôd make me a whore in denial and if there‚Äôs one thing I am, it‚Äôs an honest bitch.‚ÄĚ

‚Äē Dave Matthes, Sleepeth Not, the Bastard



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Sinful Sunday

Also, please check out Exhibit A’s blog as he is running a writing competition where he is inviting writers to base their story on a image they find on this weeks Sinful Sunday.

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Please don’t ask me how I managed to link the pictures up this way. Though I quite like the way it works, it was a complete and utter accident! There are four different pics in total.



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Do you perform fellatio, give blow jobs, or do you get face-fucked? Maybe you do something else.

Some people think that having a mans cock in your mouth is giving a blow job and that a blow job is a blow job is a blow job. fellatioSo very wrong they are. There are as many different ways to pleasure a cock with your mouth as there are, well, cocks. It is true that the cock goes in and out of the mouth regardless what you call it, but the way it goes in and out, the way you appreciate it, the way you worship it, the way he responds… these are all different.

I am a big, BIG, fan of fellatio and cock-sucking, cock worshipping, but I am absolutely no fan of face-fucking. When I am with a man I naturally fall into the submissive role. A stubborn and questioning submissive with a range of likes and dislikes, wills and will nots, but submissive none the less. When sucking a glorious cock I am the one in control, I am the dominant one in that scenario. I control the movement and depth to which I take it in. I give him pleasure. It’s all me and it’s a complete turn on. My mouth salivates and my cunt gets wet just thinking about it. I could almost cum from worshipping my mans cock.

Being face-fucked however, I don’t have control over anything. He is the one forcing his cock in my mouth, or my mouth down on his cock, and down my throat until I gag. I am just a tool to be used for his personal pleasure. There are plenty of women who enjoy being used in that manner, I am just not one of them. There are reasons for this, as there is with most things. I have a fear of not being able to breath. It comes from a lifetime of asthma and allergies and breathing issues. It comes from too many emergency room visits after consuming something that caused my throat to swell and constrict. I can’t handle not being in control of things going in my mouth and obstructing my ability to breath. Gags are a solid no, fingers can be iffy, face-fucking is very difficult. It instantly puts me on the defensive and into panic mode.

This topic of cock sucking versus face-fucking came up with a friend recently. I just so happened to be sucking his cock at the time. It wasn’t long before he grabbed my head, pushed it down and tried to force his cock down my throat. I tried to go with it but couldn’t. This wasn’t the first time so I asked him what the deal was, why he always tried to do that rather than letting me continue worshipping him as I was. You’d think I already knew the answer but I had never asked before. I had just assumed it was a case of the man wanting to be in control and doing this was his way of showing me that he was.

He said that he likes the way it feels when his cock hits the back of my throat, even enters my throat, and that I wasn’t doing that. He also said that my mouth felt fucking fantastic and he loved what I was doing. I told him that if he had let me be and didn’t try to force it I would have gotten to the point of taking him in that far naturally. Even if he had just asked I would have done it. He wasn’t really trying to control me as much as he was trying to get that feeling that he craved.

I’m sure this isn’t true for everyone. There are men who do it just to force their dominance down your throat, so to speak. They like to watch you struggle and suffer and tear up and gag. They get pleasure from seeing fear in your eyes. I’m not saying there is anything wrong with that, it works perfectly well for many people, it just isn’t something that will work for me. You can show your dominance in other ways, or you can let me give you pleasure in a way that I can only do when you let me.

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The Fellatio Project

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This is the beginning of his story, in his own voice.



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The women I’m writing about spent most of their time on their knees.¬† Which is why I’m writing about them.¬†That’s not why I’m writing about them, no I’m remembering them for much higher reasons‚Ķ

And this dichotomy is how love develops.

One of them I fell in love with.¬† And notice, “fell in love with,” that expression exists because people usually don’t make that decision consciously, it’s not like deciding to buy a car.¬† It can be slow or fast, depending on how much cooperation the soon to be smitten one provides.

I dated other women interspersed with these three.¬†However I mention these women particularly because they made a huge impact on my life, and no, not only because of our dating habits.¬† Yes this is what I remember, this is all true.¬†I dated these women for the usual reason, because I liked them, one I loved, I only wish I had realized it then.¬†Probably I should say I was pretty disabled then.¬†My health was great, I was a young guy. So how was I disabled? Well, I’m going to leave that as an exercise for the reader.

We dated, we did things, lot’s of things, we went places, out to eat, to movies, went swimming, university lectures, all that, yes.¬†But at home or in a car, well you know…

Also probably I should begin near the end, doesn’t that make sense…

I wanted to leave Miami, I needed to, I had plans. I’m a scientist and¬†I couldn’t do what I do in Miami, that’s what I thought.¬†True at the time.¬†(Not the white coat variety kind of scientist, whatever that is.)

We had been dating for a month or two.¬†Things had already become routine. In a good way. I remember, she stopped me once while I was undressing, asking if this is what I wanted, she meant her sucking me off.¬†And this was a woman who would, just about, well not lose consciousness, nothing like that, but everything else, everything in her world just stopped.¬†Her eyes dilated, her breathing changed, she concentrated on my penis and nothing else mattered for her, not then.¬†Once we were making out, if I didn’t move to facilitate her going down on me, she managed it herself.¬†This idea that women don’t want to, well this one did. She was a nurse.¬†My second.

This is a very complicated story.¬†Sometimes, we’d be making out, and I would be really uncomfortable, because I loved her taking me in her mouth, I hated coming in her mouth.¬†Except there¬†was no other place I wanted to come.¬†The entire experience, well that’s all I wanted.¬† That’s all we did.¬† I had been coming in women’s mouths for years. At college.¬†We’ll get to that.

About Amy, I think we had regular vaginal sex once, just once.¬†I was so out of practice, I’d tell her what I intended, I’d put a condom on, but once we started I kept wanting to change positions to put my dick in her mouth and pump to completion.¬†We tried to have sex, regular sex, several times, except that’s what happened, I would stop, take off the condom, and she’d use a towel to clean me and put my penis in her mouth. She knew, she understood, completely, no conversation, no explanations, she’d just put her hands on my hips and pump me a few times. I’d come.¬†And she’d hang on to my hips and swallow.¬†And yes, as a matter of fact it was pretty wonderful.¬†Except she didn’t know, I never told her, I hated myself every time she swallowed.¬† But she didn’t hate me, she stayed on my cock until I was limp.¬† We’d talk.¬† We talked all night.¬† We’d make our oral love and then we’d talk.¬†I read to her a lot.¬†I loved reading to her, she got to choose.¬†Sometimes she brought medical textbooks, sometimes psych texts. The first time I invited her to bring something she wanted me to read she chose a book, a nursing text written for pediatric psychiatric nurses.

I should have gotten it right then.¬†I didn’t. I didn’t realize what she was using the book to tell me.¬† To tell me about herself.¬†I can be so dumb.¬†I didn’t get it at all.

This is going to get really complicated, I hope that’s alright.

Sometimes, trying to change our habits, I’d put my arms under hers so that she couldn’t go down on me, though make no mistake, I loved what she did, I loved her for what she did.¬†Except I hated coming in her mouth.¬†I loved her mouth, she’d give me just the right fit and I would deliver all I had.¬†I so loved fucking her this way, I really did. I remember the first time, still, today, I remember the first time.¬†The thing is, she was so perfect at swallowing, so perfect a partner, anyway, it’s true, I began to hate it when I came.¬†I hated myself for what I was doing.¬†She made it so hard to change.¬†Plus, I wasn’t a man, I may have been 25, but no, I wasn’t actually a man.¬†A man would have cared more for his lady.¬† I was a cad, a rake.¬† But no, I wasn’t a man.

We started going to hotels. Many times at one hotel, we’d been going here for a while, she stripped herself down completely and took pillows from our bed and set them up so that I could straddle her while I was on my knees.¬†Which made it easy for me to pump into her with some speed. And, almost every time we did this, it hurt Amy, it hurt her mouth.¬†No, I hurt her mouth.¬†Not intentionally, but simply because of the friction presented by my cock against her mouth and jaw.¬†Against the side of her mouth.¬†My cock, going in and out, against the side of her mouth.

I wanted to talk about marrying her, but never did.¬†I was afraid.¬†I mean, I never even asked her age, I was 25.¬†So I never found out how much older she was than me.¬†I didn’t invite her to my office though she worked only a few blocks away, at Jackson Memorial Hospital.¬†I was, seriously, a complete jerk.

Amy’s family visited Miami, she asked if I wanted to meet them, I said “no.” What was I going to tell her Dad?, I just couldn’t see myself being polite to him.¬†(By this time I was fairly certain she had been abused, my guess was that he was the abuser.)

I did try to be as tender with Amy, as tender, as gentle, even exceedingly gentle, as much as I possibly could be.¬†Sometimes sucking me was her idea, I let her lead, not all the time, but I never forced her or encouraged her once she signaled me that she didn’t want to have sex.¬† Typically this was temporary.¬†I came over, she had been about to go to the bathroom.¬†Obviously I waited until she was comfortable.¬†But such occasions were very rare. (This was very difficult for me, I was 25 and ordinarily pretty horny, especially after becoming used to her.¬†But that was it, her “no” meant no.)¬†Still, in part because of my certainty that she’d been molested I tried to be especially gentle in all things Amy.¬†Sure, sometimes, especially when I had just arrived, I’d position her against that wall, (she moved there herself once she knew what I intended,) and getting on my knees, just face fuck her.¬†That was a lot of fun!¬†Not tender but she never complained, except she didn’t want this all the time, after that first time she wanted me to go slow, to hold her, many times, to let her lead.

Those tender times were some of the best.¬†But yes, sometimes, I’d position her on pillows, which had been put against a wall, straddle her and just enjoy “face fucking” her.¬†And she’d swallow, then hold my buttocks until long after I had come, just holding on to help me relax.

Once, she had come to my apartment (simply to pick up something) while others were visiting, and I was hoping that she would be the last to leave so she could suck me off, but the visitors were work-related (one was my boss,) and I didn’t feel comfortable giving them the rush out the door.¬†But Amy, normally quiet and demure, suddenly managed something very simple: She told them the truth, that her nursing shift was starting soon and she wanted to say good-bye to me, could they give us some private time together?

They left, as far as I could tell, not offended, and Amy bade me to sit down on the couch, getting a pillow and then kneeling in front of me.¬†And she did this the moment the outside front door had closed.¬†Immediately.¬† I never had a chance to speak, even to ask her.¬†That time wasn’t the best, the occasion was too brief and, for me, very slightly painful.¬†Indeed, I should have waited until I saw her again, but she didn’t know that of course.¬†Still, Amy knew my needs and frequently, knowing or assuming I was horny, she would initiate our time together.¬†I definitely wasn’t taking advantage of a poor molested girl.

Make no mistake though, whatever had happened, had hurt her.¬†No one should read this and think she wasn’t badly damaged by what happened to her and had I been an actual man I would have done more.¬†What? Well I should have accepted that dinner engagement with her Father, that would have been a start.

Did I mention I’m not very diplomatic…

But when she did me everything in her world went away.¬† My penis was all that she was concerned with, that and my thrusting, what she could make it do, what she could make come out of it.¬† And I don’t normally talk about my penis that way, but that was who Amy was, who we were, when we were together.

I never did discuss with Amy whatever Becky had told her…

Probably here is a good place to start talking about Becky.

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The Fellatio Project

 


Copyright 2008-2011, by JustSomeOldMan

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I’ve been following Malflic’s The Penis Project and today have been inspired to write a post of my own. You may think it odd that I, a woman, am contributing but I think it is important to also get the views of the people on the receiving end of those penises you are all talking about.

Now, listen carefully because I have two truths I’d like to share and they are important for all men to know.

First truth, it makes no difference if you are circumcised or not. Honestly, it really doesn’t. Yes there is a difference in appearance when the penis is flaccid, but once erect that sheath of skin no longer covers the head of the penis and they look pretty much the same. I am referring to erect penises, regardless if circumcised or not, having the same general look. Each penis is unique it its own way of course, but if you saw a bunch of fully erect penises you likely wouldn’t be able to tell which were circumcised and which weren’t.

I remember being asked once which I preferred and after thinking about it I couldn’t even recall who was circumcised and who wasn’t. Even now I couldn’t with 100% certainty tell you what any man I’ve been with was except for one, and I am only certain of him because he made such a big deal about being “all natural” and not circumcised. Come on now, even if you’ve been circumcised you are still all natural, they didn’t add anything to you they just cut a tiny bit of skin off.

I could post pictures here but instead I will direct you to this photo gallery, which is amazing and should be included in The Penis Project all on its own. The gallery was designed to show the difference between penis length when flaccid versus when erect, but it also shows that the end result is no different in circumcised versus uncircumcised penises.

Second truth, when we say size doesn’t matter we mean it. We care whether you can use the equipment you have not what weight class it is in. Very few women get off through penetration alone, so if you can’t stimulate our clitoris and our mind while you are pounding into us it doesn’t matter what size penis you are ramming in there. I know you never learned this from all those porn magazines and movies, but the clitoris is the principle organ for female pleasure and is the most sensitive spot on our bodies. I know, a topic for another day, but it does need to be said here.

The average erect penis length is about 5 1/2 inches long. There is a reason for this. At this length it will hit your partner in the most desirable area within her vagina. The outer third of our vagina is where the most nerve endings are, so any part of your penis that penetrates further than that is essentially a waste. Some women enjoy a very full feeling, but this has more to do with girth than length.

There are two exceptions to this size doesn’t matter truth however, one being if you are too big. I’ve never run into a penis that was too big (I sense a pun here) but have been close to the limit. Too big is when it physically is too big to penetrate without a large amount of pain, or to even penetrate at all. This can happen. Think about how anal stretching works, you wouldn’t start off with the monster sized plug and vaginal penetration works the same way. Okay, maybe I could have used a different analogy there, but you get the picture. You wouldn’t start by trying to ram your fist into her vagina, you have to gradually build up to it one finger or toy size at a time. We do have the ability to stretch but it takes time and does go back to normal when we are done playing and the excitement of arousal has worn off.

I hate to say it, but there is also such a thing as too small. If your partner is constantly asking if you are in, it could be too small. If you are always falling out, or unable to even reach to get it in, it is too small. The good thing about being too small though, is that you can use your other skills to satisfy her, and she won’t choke when performing fellatio on you. Being small doesn’t have to be a bad thing. So if you find that you are too small for your partner, work your other skills. Use your hands, mouth, tongue, and toys to give her pleasure. In the end, we will be talking about how good you were not how small you were.

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