After my breakup, I had a few things to cross off my to-do list. Redecorate my apartment, go on a vacation … and get a slopppy blowjob. My ex refused to give me sloppy blowjobs … well, she refused to give me blowjobs, period. When I would ask, I would get every excuse in the book: *Your dick is too big, my jaw gets tired, I don’t like to swallow,* etc.
And so, the quest for the perfect sloppy blowjob began. I joined Tinder and Bumble and adjusted my settings to “casual.” I went on dates, I hooked up, I got more blowjobs in the first few months after my breakup than I’d gotten during the entire duration of my years long relationship.
And while they were all lovely and amazing … they weren’t what I was looking for. I was looking for something *specific.* I wanted gagging, choking, runny eyes. I wanted an EAGER woman who WANTED those things. I wanted a woman who shoved her own head down on my cock and then giggled as saliva gushed from her.
Every time things turned sexual, though, and I expressed my desire, I was met with one of two responses:
1. Gross, that’s totally dehumanizing
2. OKAY!
Sadly, though, the “OKAY!” never lived up to expectations.
And then, I ran into Cait, a friend from college at Whole Foods. We hadn’t seen each other in years and made plans to get coffee. Suddenly, we were close friends, texting every night, detailing every aspect of every date we’d been on. Cait always had a wildside in college and it looked like it followed her into adulthood.
In one series of texts, I bemoaned my frustration with getting the one thing I wanted most, post break up. A sloppy blowjob.
“OMG,” Cait wrote. “I give the sloppiest!”
“You do not,” I wrote back, my cock swelling.
“I do, too!” She wrote. “Promise you won’t share this with anyone else?”
“I promise,” I wrote back.
A few seconds later, a video arrived. Cait was on her knees, her perfect C cup tits, nipples pierced, on display. In the freeze frame, a hard cock. I don’t know why I was so nervous as I tapped the play button on my screen.
A four minute video began. It started with Cait kissing and licking the tip of the cameraman’s penis. She giggled as she wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked. He groaned. I shuffled my pants down and began to jerk off, watching a video of my old friend suck off a stranger. She took his cock deeper and deeper. I wondered if Cait was like the girls who said they loved sloppy blowjobs, but didn’t understand my true desire … there was only one way to find out. I had to keep watching.
She sucked harder and faster, spitting on the cock and jerking it. The stranger moaned louder.
“Deeper,” he begged.
Suddenly, she began gagging and coughing. She was sucking hard and fast and making all of those lovely ugh-ugh-ugh sounds as saliva soaked her tits and her mascara ran.
“I fucking love it!” Cait shouted between breaths.
She leaned back against the sofa and did the “come hither” motion as he walked closer to her.
“Fuck it,” she begged, opening her mouth.
He pushed his cock down her throat and put his left hand on his head and began pounding. It actually looked like it hurt. But she was loving it. She coughed and saliva splattered off of his cock and onto her face.
“UGGH!” She howled, smearing spit on her own face and laughing.
He slapped her hand away and shoved his cock into her mouth again and pumped harder. Faster. She gagged and writhed and began to masturbate. She hummed as she brought herself to orgasm.
“Fuck,” I said as I jerked off.
A text appeared on my phone from Cait.
“Jerking off?” She asked.
I hit pause and wrote back.
“Yes.”
“Prove it.”
I snapped a picture of my hand around my hard cock and sent it.
“Hot,” she wrote back. “I want to see you cum.”
I ran to my computer and opened up iMessage. I opened her video and hit play. I opened my camera, hit record and began to jerk off while her video played.
It just so happened to sync up perfectly as she was bobbing her head up and down on his cock, deep throating every inch, spitting, coughing, drooling.
“UGH UGH UGH UGH!”
She said as she choked on his hard cock.
“AAAGGGH,” she said as she yanked the cock from her throat and lurched.
“Do it,” he howled. “Do it.”
She spat. A huge puddle of saliva gushed down her tits and into her pussy, which she used to masturbate.
“I’m cumming,” he growled.
She closed her eyes and leaned into it. He masturbated, dumping a massive, thick load of sperm onto her forehead. The load rushed into both of her eyes, puddling and then running down her cheeks, like thick, white tears.
“Fuck,” I groaned as I came. Rope after rope of sperm shot all over the place as I trembled and shook. And then, I stopped recording and hit SEND.
“Does my blowjob meet your standards?”
“Yes,” I wrote back.
“Well … maybe we can work something out?”
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