My wife and I have been married for a long time, almost 20 years. In all those years I have never cheated on her, though I came close to once. I ran into a friend from high school- a friend that I had fun with back in the day. We were never a couple, but we hooked up a couple times. The best time being a summer night during high school when we went to the movies. (We were both 18.)
Before we went to the movie, she asked me to take her to a store- I forget the name of it. She goes in a buys a T-shirt. Now she’s a short girl, 5ft and few inches, very thin/ fit, with long brown hair.
When we get to the movie theater, I park the car near the back of the lot. I suggest that she should put the new shirt on. So she does! It was great, especially to this high school kid. She had small breasts, but they were perfect. Of course, when she took her shirt off, her breasts were covered by a sexy black bra. I told her how good she looked and she thanked me, but told me she wished her boobs were bigger. I told her I thought her breasts are perfect for her body. Of course, I added, “At least I think they are, I haven’t a good look at them recently.” She gives me a little smile and says, “Is that a hint?” to which I reply, “Sure, or call it a request.”
Then, in a scene out of a high school boy’s fantasy, she takes her t-shirt off, whips her long hair behind her head nonchalantly , turns toward me (I’m in the driver’s seat, she in the passenger’s) reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra and removes it with a fair amount of confidence. There she is, moonlit and topless. Her small but perfect pink nipples pointing at me. I am suddenly fighting an erection. I tell her again, “They ARE perfect. Damn, you’re beautiful.” All these years later and I still remember exactly what she looked like sitting there topless.
Now, I know she’s seeing a guy but I was pretty sure she described their relationship as “open.” So I ask her about it. “Yeah, he’s cool, I like him and yes, it’s open.” Now I forget if she offers or if I asked, but it comes out that she’s fucked him and she mentions that he’s got a big dick, the biggest she’s ever had. Now, we had goofed around a bit prior to this, but nothing really crazy, but I did flash her once. Naturally I ask, “Is he bigger than me?” She replies, “I honestly don’t know…you want to show me and I’ll tell you?”
You can guess my response, right? Now, I’m fairly well endowed, 7.5 inches or so, and I know I’m not setting world records, but I’m genuinely curious, so: I unzip my shorts and slide them down to my knees. She remarks something along the lines of, “Damn…you’re as long as him but you might have more girth.” I suggest she wrap her hand around it and find out. She does, taking my cock in her hand and gently, slowly sliding her hand up and down my shaft, squeezing lightly here and there. I’m in heaven.
Figuring I’ve got nothing to lose I say something like, “I always figured you give better blowjobs than ____” (my ex, and a friend of hers) “why don’t we find out?” She hems and haws a bit but gives in and just prior to beginning she says, “Don’t cum in my mouth, ok?” Being in no position to argue, I agree. And this girl gives me a great blow job…one of the best I’ve had up to that point in my life. I warn her when I’m getting close and she proceeds to finish me with her hand. I spray cum all over the steering wheel.
Fast forward 20+ years and we run into each other randomly. Turns out we both have time, so we decide to grab a drink and catch up. Of course the night I described above comes up. “Do you remember that?” she asks. “Remember? How could I ever forget?!” We laugh about it and that’s that. For a little while anyway.
Eventually the conversation turns to our sex lives. I tell her I’m happily married and my sex life is really good. I do confide that there’s only one thing missing, my wife won’t let me cum in her mouth and I’ve never experienced that. She says, “Wait, I didn’t do that for you?” and I remind her of her request. “Oh, damn…sorry bout that. Maybe I should make up for it?” and then quickly adds, “I’m kidding.” But I can tell she’s only sort of kidding. The conversation progresses and it gets hot at times. Fortunately, cooler heads prevail and nothing happens. We agree we shouldn’t have gone there but it was great to catch up, nonetheless.
Fast forward a year or so since that night. My wife and I are hanging out and she’s not much in the mood for sex on this particular night, but offers to give me a blowjob. Now, my wife gives great head and when I’m close, she finishes me with her hands. This night proceeds as usual. Some teasing with her tongue, licking my balls. She takes her tongue and slides it over my balls and then up and down my shaft and then all over. Eventually she takes me in her mouth and swirls her tongue over my head. Eventually she starts deep throating me and I’m in heaven again. As I’m getting close, though, she keeps going. I’m starting to lose my mind and saying, “baby, baby” trying to warn her. My orgasm is building and I can feel my dick grow rock hard. I’m not sure what to do, I’m trying to hold back my orgasm but I’m in ecstasy. Eventually I blow my load in her mouth. It’s amazing. When I’m done she looks at me and smiles and says, “I figured, ‘what the hell?’”
It was worth the wait.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lajmfp/a_good_and_great_blowjob_mf