Throat Problems? [MF]

In college, I had a best friend, a roomie, a sister almost, Adele. No we were never lovers, but we were as close as we could be and not take our clothes off. There was only one thing we did not share, that was boyfriends. Just before graduation, she met this guy, Gary, nice guy, a bit shy and he really did connect with her. I must admit I felt a bit left out, a bit of jealousy she preferred his company but this too is a bit of growing up.

After graduation, we promised to keep in touch as she went to her home on the West Coast and I went to work for the State Department. My father was an oil worker and by the time I had finished high school, I spoke five languages and at times, English seemed my second language. The State Department seemed a natural fit. I was posted immediately to the Middle East and spent some time reconnecting with childhood friends, and their now husbands if they were important. This opened some doors at times, so I was considered valuable. This personal connection diplomacy is often just as important as official policy, an idea that seemed to have been lost in recent times. I was transferred home and the Covid thing hit.

Adele and I kept in touch, even though I was away for a few years and I got the not unexpected wedding invitation. I really was sorry I would be unable to attend her wedding, but I knew it was coming, so started building a collection of artifacts from markets in Marrakesh, Damascus, Riyadh and Medina, not cheap crap, but really nice jewelry, scarves and three beautiful paintings I picked up in Piazza Navona, Rome when I was there on leave. I kept the best items for myself though, I can be quite selfish, and sent the other things to her as my gifts.

I was posted home and found an apartment in a nameless tower in DC. Good area, not far from my new office. I wasn’t married, had the occasional boyfriend, but nothing too serious and being a woman in some of my postings was bad enough, but if I had been married, I wouldn’t have got past the front door in some places. I really hated some places, just wished they would accept me as a person, not a piece of ass, then I had to deal with Muslin laws in most postings. I followed the rules, hijab, no booze, a chaste existence. Did I let go when I got leave, sure did, but that is not what this story is about.

For the first time in nearly five years, I met Adele and Gary. They were in DC for training around Covid, it seems this had to be hands on and both of them were tied up somehow with the medical profession. I didn’t get the details and am not really all that interested. I arranged for dinner with Adele, Gary was still tied up with whatever Garys do at such meetings and wouldn’t be joining us until later.

A few wines, a couple of courses of this very ordinary and very expensive meal. (Really could not believe that this highly recommended place is such a dreadfully overpriced, second rate restaurant. Not naming it for legal reasons, but since I have been living in this city, if I throw a dart at a map I’ll find it, or one just like it. Spoilt by decent eateries in other parts of the world. And let’s not get me started on the coffee, but watch Matthew Broderick and Jean Reno’s “Godzilla” for an accurate description of American coffee.)

Adele was talkative discussing her marriage. She laughed with every new wine, and then another intimate detail would drop. She told me that the first time she had sex with Gary, well, it wasn’t just her eyes that were left wide open. He has the biggest cock she had ever seen. I know this happened the evening before Graduation, so we never got to talk about it all that much as I was on a plane to Damascus the morning after Graduation. I understood it was something special, but never got any detail.

Adele told me that her insides felt like they had been shaken, then stirred, then flipped over to be unshaken and unstirred. His cock is a long as her forearm and as thick as her wrist, believe me, she is no shrinking violet. She says that she is as loose a goose now, but the first few times, it was murder to get it in. Once in though, she felt she was in sex heaven. She had two babies, both girls, currently with her parents and they made no difference to the size of her pussy. Yes, she said that. Whoa, I thought, who are you? I had to laugh at her coarseness, but I must admit I was starting to scream in my head ‘Too much Information!’

Just then Gary appeared. He took one look at Adele, realizing she was more than a bit under the weather, a look of annoyance crossed his face. “Hi Bree, long time,” he said.

“Yes, too long Gary. Two girls? Lucky you.” I stood and gave him a hug.

“Yes, thank you,” he seemed relaxed, then said, “Pity Adele had so much to drink. She just doesn’t have the head for it, I’m afraid. Oh well, she’ll be paying for it shortly.”

“Erm.. sorry? What?”

“I just got a call from your mother,” Gary said, “Our youngest has a burst appendix.”

“Oh, jeez!” Adele said, “Is she alright?”

“That’s awful, she’s what- two years old?” I said.

“Yep, unbelievable, but apparently it does happen. She is in hospital right now, the doctors are looking after her, your dad is keeping an eye on them too.” I knew Adele’s dad was a pediatrician.

“Then we gotta go,” she said.

“Nope,” Gary said, “You won’t be allowed on a flight until morning. They’ll take one look at you and either arrest you or toss you out of the airport. How much have you had to drink?”

I answered, “Four glasses of wine.”

“Jeez… she really shouldn’t drink let alone that much. Booze is no good for her. She’ll be asleep in a few minutes.”

“I’m fine,” Adele said, “Just a little light headed.”

“Come on, get you to the hotel,” Gary said, clearly, he wasn’t happy. It wasn’t far, but with Adele pretty much out of it, it took longer than it should have. We finally got there and I was thinking I’m going to need a cab, my apartment is not anywhere near here. Gary told me to sit in a chair while he put her to bed.

A few minutes later he came out and went to make a coffee. “So, good night then?” he asked.

“Oh yeah, it’s always good to catch up face to face, rather than messaging, email, Facebook and so on.”

“Yeah.” There was something in his manner, I don’t know, odd. “There has been something bothering me and this is likely the best opportunity I’ve had of ever finding out, I suppose.”

“Oh, what’s that?”

“You might just be drunk enough to be honest.”

“Come on then, spit is out. What’s on your mind?”

“You and Adele. I know you were close, but how close?”

“As close as two people could ever be, ” I replied. The look on his face was shock, anger, I don’t know. “If we were any closer, we would have been without clothes on.” His eyebrows shot up. “That’s what you’re really asking isn’t it? Did we ever fuck? No, we didn’t, never had the inclination. I never got a sex vibe from her and she would not have got one from me. So, all this time, you’ve been what? Angry? Jealous? What?”

“Envious maybe, jealous, certainly.”

I had to laugh at that. “Envious? No need for jealousy. I’m the one who is jealous and envious,” I threw caution to the wind. “Adele has known the one thing I ever really wanted was a big dick. I mean a really big dick. I got a few that were bigger than average in college, but none of them were huge. And here she is, bragging to me about how you have the huge dick I’ve been looking for.”

“She said that?”

“Oh no, she didn’t she’s always been more subtle than that. But bragging that she has access to it any time she wants.” I could see he was really surprised by what I was saying. I was just too far gone for decorum at this point, I had no plan, I had no forethought, I was extremely horny. I sat back, lifted my skirt, opened my legs and touched myself. Okay, I had a really nice frilly thong on, but Gary’s eyes popped when he saw what I was doing.

“I’m really horny, right now and just drunk enough to not give a fuck.” I pulled the thong to the side and began stroking my clit with my other hand. Gary’s jaw dropped. “I’m showing you mine, would you show me your’s?” Gary just sat there, doing nothing, gaping at my brazenness. “Oh please,” I said as I put two fingers inside me, “I’ve got to at least see what Adele was bragging about.” He didn’t move. “Or maybe you might like to put it down my throat?” I asked as I gently, “Slide it in, deep as you like? Feel your knob being tickled by my tonsils? Your balls rubbing my nose, maybe?”

“Adele never told me you were a slut,” Gary said, I smiled, it wasn’t said in anger, but his voice was made hoarse by the lust he was feeling.

“Play with my tits?” I asked softly, the excitement in my actions affecting my speech, “Come on, show me.” I paused, “Or would you rather I got it out and sucked it? Mmmm?” I moved towards him, sliding onto my knees, crawling directly at him. I really was too far gone to stop now. I reached up and felt his crutch, or should than be his packet! Fuck!

I opened the belt of his trousers, the zip of his fly, the buttons holding the pants on him. I let them slide down, witnessing a surge in his boxers. I reached inside the open front and felt this snake, moving, hardening, I couldn’t wait any longer! I went to pull it out, into the open, but realized that if I didn’t pull his boxers down, I may not get them off him when erect! I could feel it, it really was fucking huge! I drew his boxers down, quickly and was immediately slapped in the face by the knob of this heavy schlong! Fuck me! It’s gotta be at least 10 inches long!

I took hold of it, hard, with both hands and began stroking him, the knob was huge, I wasn’t sure now if I could get it in my mouth. I was going to try now! I opened wide, as wide as I could, then felt the rim of the knob on my bottom lip, so I closed my mouth a fraction and felt the top of the knob on my top lip. He really is as big as Adele said! I got the knob in, then pushed and sucked it, taking as much into my mouth as I could. This wasn’t going to work.

I lifted off him and said, “I’m going to lay on my back, drop my head over the edge of this chair, think you can fuck my throat?” Gary replied with a casual “I can fuck anything.” “I’m sure you could, but just remember, I gotta breathe. Take it easy and you can cum in my throat.”

“No-one has ever given me a blow job, what makes you think you can?”

“You’ve never had me sucking your dick before! Just take it easy, gently, and you’ll never forget me.”

“Then be quick about it.” I moved and Gary got on his knees, with two cushions under them, presenting his dick right in front of my mouth. His cock penetrated my lips, slid along my tongue, I swallowed at precisely the right moment and he was past my tonsils, well if I had them he would have been. I felt his cock sliding right past my vocal cords, into my esophagus, then I felt the softest skin on the bridge of my nose. He was all the way in! I had his nuts resting on my nose! I could hear him gasp as he bottomed out!

He pulled out, “Ooohh fuck!” He cried. I could feel his knob pass out of my throat and then, taking a deep breath, I pulled him in again by his ass cheeks. He moaned and ooohed and aaahhed his enjoyment. I have had practice with my big dildo. I knew that one day I was going to run into a huge cock and I wanted it to be the best thing that whoever owned it had ever had. I’ve been practicing for years but honestly, nothing prepared me for the taste, the sight, the smell, and the essential feel of this huge piece of flesh in my throat.

It wasn’t long and his gasps and moans turned to real cries of “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I’m gunna cum!” I’m gunna cum!” And cum he did. He was well passed the epiglottis, so I had no worry about him pouring his hot cum into my lungs. I felt his balls spasm on my nose, once. twice three time, then a small forth time! I could feel my esophagus drawing the heat down into my stomach! I pushed his hips a bit and he began pulling out. I held him so as to not be too quick about it.

I felt his knob pass my epiglottis and I held his hips. I wrapped my tongue around him, well okay, lapped the top of his cock, sucking the last of his semen out of the knob. Salty, but nice and tasty. Gary was shaking, gasping for air. “Fuck!” He cried, “No one has ever done that to me before!” He gasped. “That was un-fucking-believable!” I kept his knob in my mouth and started humming. I held my teeth on his dick, and the vibration was supposed to act like a vibrator but either he was unresponsive, or I wasn’t doing it right. Perhaps I need to learn how to play a digeridoo or sing Tibetan Monk Chants, or both maybe.

He cock went further and further loose, until it threatened to drop out of my mouth. I really did regret that moment, wishing I had not been too impetuous, and fucked him before I blew him. I took it out and began to stroke it. I had a good look at his balls and they were actually quite large, lager than I had seen before, except maybe Bobby Major, who had the biggest dick I had in me until Gary. Bobby had big balls too.

I took a breath, sat up, looked him in the eye, and said, “Right, tomorrow, you’re putting Adele on a plane for home, aren’t you?”

He got onto the chair nodded, “The youngest is in hospital.”

“Yeah, but you’re not going?”

“No, I’m presenting tomorrow, but I’ll be out of here soon after that.”

“Right, then after your presentation and before you get on the plane, I’m going to fuck your brains out, I want that cock in my pussy.”

“You’ll be sober tomorrow and at work.”

“Sober, yeah, at work, no! I got a day off to spend with Adele, but as she is not going to be here, you are just going to have to be the substitute.”

“Oh, what makes you think I’ll do that?” Rather cold dick he can be, I thought.

“Two reasons, one I might suck you again, just like tonight.” I said.

“Okay, that’s one.”

“Reason two,” I paused for effect, “You want to fuck me.”

“Oh? What makes you think that?”

“This does!” I still held his dick, that enormous pole, it wasn’t going down any further. Stroking it, I bent down and kissed it’s knob, felt a growing rush. “Also, you want to know how I got that much of you down my throat. You really would like Adele to be able to do that too, wouldn’t you?”

“What guy wouldn’t? Okay, so..?”

“I’ll tell you, but the price of it is a fuck. It costs you some time and semen, and maybe the reward is blow jobs forever.” He was thinking about it. “Tomorrow, be out front of the venue, with your bags, I’ll be waiting. We go to my apartment, you fill my tank up and you go home.”

“What if I’m not out front?”

“Then you miss out on the best piece of ass you’ll ever have outside of Adele.”

“I’ve never-”

“I don’t care,” I interrupted. “I don’t want to know. Adele is my friend and if I can help you both have a better sex life, then you will never stray again. Sooner or later you will look for someone who can blow you. Obviously you’ve been thinking about it already, or you wouldn’t have let me get this close.” I gave his dick a gentle squeeze.

I could see the truth of that hit him, accompanied by the guilt. “If it helps, think of it this way. You’re only here to talk at a conference on the pandemic. You’re sharing learning. Tomorrow, you’ll only be in my apartment for me to share my learning with you so you can share it with Adele.”

“Jeeez, with that kind of logic you can rationalize anything,” he said somewhat skeptically.

“Yes, but in this case, I love Adele as much as anyone can love a sister and I don’t want her to be unhappy, ever. You’ll play around, fuck it up and she’ll be so hurt. As long as you don’t say anything about me, ever, she’ll never be hurt. Simple.”

“You’re only justifying what you want to do.”

“Yes, I am, but there’s an honesty in it too, a fundamental truth. You know it, I know it.” I left it there. I bent over again, kissing his dick, taking the knob into my mouth, wiping it with my tongue. “You’ve never had a bj before, now you have,” I said, lifting off, “You want more but not from me, that’s the fundamental truth.” I knew I was right and wasn’t at all angry, jealous or envious. “So,” I stood, “You will either be there or not tomorrow. If I remember properly, your session finishes at eleven o’clock. You will want to get away so I’ll be out front of the venue in a cab. If you’re not there by eleven-fifteen, you will miss out on the experience of your life.” I was primping my clothes while saying this and turned away. “But you will be there because you know I’m right.”

I didn’t give him any opportunity to say anything, picking up my bag and leaving the room. I got into a lift went home, slept and in the morning prepared for a bit of afternoon delight.

At the right time, I was waiting out front of the venue, the cab driver bored, strangely smelly, a mirror festooned with gold and glittery Ganesh medallions and at five minutes past the hour, Gary appeared, his case in hand, looking around for me. I got out the cab and waved he came right over. The case went in the trunk, we got in and twenty minutes later, we were at my apartment. On the way we had spoken about how his daughter was doing, what time his flight was, what he would like for lunch, his conference, his presentation and nothing else. A good colleagues conversation.

In my apartment, I took him into my bedroom and said, “These are all the toys you will need.” I showed him the dildos I had laid out. I had practiced with three of them to take in steps, building up to the big, long dong. I started with a seven inch, then a nine inch then a ten and a half inch with three different thicknesses, I love the big black long dong, by the way but I’m not sure it is any bigger than Gary’s lovely, huge cock. “Got them all from Betty’s Toy Box.” I picked up the smallest one and said, “Start with this one.” I put it in my mouth, demonstrating how to get started. Pulling it out, I said, “This one helped me control the gag reflex. Once I was comfortable with relaxing my throat muscles and not choking on it, I went to the next one.”

I picked up the nine inch one and pushed it into my mouth, and kept it there while I took my jacket off. I pulled it out, gasping for air. “Which brought me to my next problem, timing for breathing. Suffocating is an issue so be careful. Practice is this motion and she can use it to time her breathing correctly.” I pushed it back in my mouth took it in and then pulled it out, taking a breath thorough my nose. I pushed it in then pulled it out, quickly letting my breath out then taking another breath when beginning the press in. I pulled it out and said, “This takes more practice to get right. Take it slowly, take it carefully and she’ll be okay. Once that works,” I put the nine incher down and picked up the long dong, “she can graduate to this.” I put it in, tilted my head back to straighten my throat, did my deep throat thing, several times. I pulled it out and said, “Simple, but required practice. Stiff cocks don’t bend around ninety degree angles like throats, so the throat has to be straight.”

“I can see it sliding down you throat!” Gary commented, “Unbelievable, you really do get that down there.” I nodded when the long dong was only in my mouth, then straightened my throat again. “Just like a sword swallower,” he observed.

I could see Gary was interested in the idea, but quickly bored with the presentation. I pulled it out of my throat and walked over to him, pressed myself against him and kissed him. “Perhaps you would like a more detailed explanation.” I quickly got naked, pulling at his clothes in the process. I had him naked soon too and that dick was calling me.

I dragged him to my bed, a big queen size, for guests. It’s just the right height for my to lie on my back and have a cock in my throat. I love sucking dicks, more than fucking them, I think sometimes. Gary stood alongside the bed as I repeated my trick from last night. He was fucking my face again, but then he was still going to fuck me properly. From the noises he was making, he really wasn’t going to last long at all. Anticipation maybe? I want his dick in my pussy so he wasn’t going to cum in my throat. I rolled over as he pulled out of my throat, dropping him out of my mouth all together.

“Fuck!” He cried, “I was getting close!”

“I know, but it’s my pussy you’re filling in today, big boy!” I replied, “Come on, time to fuck me and after that, I’ll tell you the last little secret about sucking big cocks!”

“There’s more?”

“Oh yeah, it’s the most important part. Without it, it will never work. Come on, I want you in me, now!”

“Ooh! Impatient now, are we?” he asked, “In a moment, you got to cum first.”

“No! Dick! Now!”

“No dick?” He asked with that insolent, smart assed teen look on his face when they ‘deliberately’ misunderstand what you mean.

“Fuck me now!” I demanded.

He reached out and pushed two fingers into me, they slid in easily, I was so fucking wet! “Oh, my” He commented. I felt the littlest dildo slide into me. That was well done, I didn’t even see him grab it. I then saw his head dive downwards, where I felt his lips clamp around my clit. His tongue wiped across my clit, he pumped the dildo into me and then my clit seemed to swell as his tongue lapped over it. My clit relaxed then suddenly swelled again and his tongue licked it again, this pattern repeated. What the fuck was he doing? OH! Fuck, that felt great!

The dildo pumped in and out of my pussy and I figured it out. Gary was sucking my clit, then using his tongue to wipe it. It felt un-fucking-believable! He kept this up for some time, showing no signs of tiring. Out of the blue, or should I say white as my senses were just reeling from what he was doing to my clit, I came for the first time that afternoon. It just swept out of my clit to take over my whole body.

My vaginal canal just squeezed the small dildo as it grabbed at that plastic dick, threatening to pull it all the way in. My legs trembled then spasmed then jumped in a real jerk reaction as the massive surge of pleasure wracked my body. It went on and on, rolling though my body then back to my clit and as he stroked the clit again it spread again! Was this a multiple orgasm? Fuck me! I had never experienced anything like it before! Please! Do it again!

Gary lifted his mouth off me and I was exposed to the cold air, what a comedown. He eased the dildo out of me, and clamped his hand over my pussy. I felt a finger slide into me and the palm of his hand pressing against my clit.

“Was that good for you?” He asked.

“Oh fuck yeah!” I gasped, “You can do that anytime to me.”

“Mmm I’m sure. It seems we both have our talents then.”

I thought about it for a moment then asked “Why are you doing that now?”

“Adele is often very sensitive after I make her cum, especially like this,” he started, “I found this helps to get her quickly going again.”

I thought about this for a few seconds and realized it was a good idea. His finger gently stirred the inside of my love tunnel and he started to reposition himself. My legs were wide open, fully exposing my snatch. I saw his dick in full erect mode. It was so heavy it didn’t stand up or out, it hung down but it was hard, I could see. He pulled my hips around a little, then crawled a little forward on his knees.

I felt the knob of his cock prodding my pussy. He wiped it up and down, getting some of my juice on it then the knob slid into me. I had felt that before, with the long dong, but that didn’t have the warmth of a real knob. Gary seemed to shuffle forward a little and I knew his cock was inside me. Not all of it, just the first few inches. The knob had forced it’s way along my extremely wet tunnel, opening me. I could feel the heat of his cock, it was very different than the neutral feeling of my dildos, or even that of other cocks I have had in me.

I was in Riyadh, and this Marine was very interesting. He had a big cock, but it took a while for me to teach him how to use him without hurting me. It was fun, but I was sore for a few days after we fucked. By the time he was rotated out he was a much better lover, but he didn’t even come close to the pleasure that Gary had already given me, or was right now giving me. My cunt tingled as his cock slid into me, I whimpered it feeling it.

He pulled out a little, pushed in again, then pulled out again, pumping my pussy. He pushed my legs up, over his shoulders getting into me even deeper. Then I felt him hit my cervix. A thrill shot through me, and I moaned loudly, he pulled out and pushed in again and trying not to go so deep. I didn’t mind him hitting my cervix, but if he did it too often, he could make me bleed, seems he knew that. He was gauging his strokes, in and out of me, regular, rhythmically, but I had to rub my clit, as I knew I would, if I wanted to cum.

In a few minutes, he pulled out, rolled me over and lifted my hips, all without warning. I was surprised, for sure, but with that pole out of my pussy altogether, there was a huge void in me. I was on my knees, my face flat on the pillow, his cock seeking entry again, then sliding into me again. I could feel every bit of it. I thought I could feel the ridge around his knob, sliding into my fuck hole, then acting like a suction cup as it pulled out only to push in again. I was in serious heaven in many ways. Filled like no other cock had ever filled me before. I could feel it in me, moving, hard and soft, fast and slow, my fuck tunnel being scraped along every inch by that huge knob. Just what I wanted.

I could feel him getting bigger, ready to cum in me. He pulled out, I cried, wanting him in me more than ever. “FUCK ME! CUM IN ME!”

“NO! Too soon, make it last!” He cried.

YES! I wanted that too! I went off the boil a bit, and he must have too as he slid that weapon back into me, scraping my insides again, pulling out, then plunging back in, fast, slow, filling me again and again! This went on for what seemed like an hour then he pulled out again, masturbated me for a moment or two then plugged back in. Over and over he took his cock out, only to replace it, filling me again and again.

I started fingering my clit as he pumped in, knowing that he was never going to crush my fingers, or they wouldn’t get in the way, no matter what position I was in. I did have a think about a reverse cowgirl, but then though, one slip and I could cripple us both! As Gary fucked me, with that huge cock, sending me into seventh heaven, I fingered me too. I was building to this huge orgasm. I knew it, Gary knew it!

“Closer!” I cried, “Getting closer!”

“Yes! Cum for me!” Gary replied.

“Yes! YES! YES” I squealed then “NOW!” I shook I spasmed I convulsed into the second best orgasm I had ever had! I was being fucked by the biggest dick I ever had in me and cumming all over it! Then Gary cried “NOW!” I felt his cock pulse! Never felt that before, it just pulsed and the inside of me filled up, I heard a squelch and felt his cock pulling out then a hot thread of fluid hit right between my shoulders! Another hit me then a large puddle formed on my back along my spine, dribbling all over my waist, dripping onto the bed. It was hot and squirmy as Gary collapsed on me, pushing me flat on the bed, his cock squashed between us as we both gasped for air.

I had it! I had the biggest cock ever! Gary rolled off me and onto his back, I turned to my side, looking at him pulling air into his lungs. I couldn’t help myself, I struggled to get my inert frame into the right position and suck his dick. I got there, and heard him “What? More?”

“Please, sir, more!” Right out of Oliver Twist, I thought. I took the knob into my mouth and sucked anything inside it out. It had a layer of semen over it, so I tried to scoop it up from his shaft to the knob and then swallow it. Not that easy to do when the cock is subsiding. I was washed out, seriously satisfied, satiated like I had never been before. I let his cock fall out of my mouth and rested my head on his belly. Then I felt the sticky layer of cum on his belly. I struggled, but I licked as much of it up as I could but there was some in my hair, on my face and I just didn’t care.

We rested for long minutes, so I tried again to get his dick in my mouth. “You really can’t get enough of it, can you?” Gary asked.

“No, but I have to give it up all too soon,” I said quietly, “But you can come back and do that again and again, as often as you like.”

“Mmm, I don’t know if Adele would appreciate that,” he said, quietly. “I really don’t want to push her away.”

“No, of course you don’t. I don’t want to either,” I understood, “But you are most welcome if you are ever here and want some company.”

“Not going to happen often, if at all,” Gary said, knowing that these circumstances will never repeat. I nodded, knowing it too, but I had to throw the invitation out there anyway. We rested for a few minutes, letting our hearts drop back to a normal beat, our breathing return to normal.

“Oh and the last tricks, when she gets just before the point of gagging, swallow instead, That opens the throat enough to allow a cock to slide in.”

“Swallow instead of gag, oka-a-a-y.”

“And make sure you give her time to breathe. It might be a novel way to choke someone, but it can also be a little dangerous. Just be careful, that’s all.”

“Swallow and make sure she can breathe,” he repeated, “I can do that.”

“Adele can do that, you just have to make allowances for it. Take your time, let her practice, give her time to get it right. It took me a while but she’s a smart person, she’ll figure it out as long as you are patient with her.”

“Okay, patience, swallow and breathe, yep, that all sounds very doable,” Gary said.

About ten minutes later, we were in the shower, washing each other, an afterplay that I had not really indulged in before. I must admit, it was fun even knowing that after we got out of the shower, Gary would have to leave. It was done, we were dressed and resuming our normal lives. Gary was flying home to Adele and I would be back at my desk first thing. Oh well, *c’est la vie!*

**Footnote:** For a while, the messages, Facebook and other social media I was getting from Adele were ordinary; she didn’t know, Gary hadn’t broken down and confessed all, so maybe he wouldn’t. About six or seven weeks later, I got this cell phone message from Adele. It simply said “*Thank you!*” It mystified me, so I replied, “*You’re welcome, even if I don’t know for what…* 😃 ❤” A few minutes later I got another message. This was an image. Three toys, one short, one mid-sized and one long, with the text, “*For helping me solve my most difficult problem!*” She knew! Fuck! She knew and she’s thanking me for it? I was stunned and shamed, and… Another message came. This was a video. The video was a huge cock, sliding in and out of a woman’s mouth. “*I love you* ❤ ❤” WTF???? It didn’t take much deductive power to work out who’s mouth it was and I knew the cock. Then another message came, “*I’m coming to DC in the next couple of weeks, for four nights. I want to thank you, properly.*” Then, “*Can I stay with you?*” and attached was this image, a woman, from the shoulders down, stark naked. Again, I knew it was Adele posing for a selfie in a mirror. “*If you would like me to, of course!*”

Fuck me! What the fuck happened? Who was this person? Where did Adele go? I stammered at her boldness, her beautiful body, even if she had two kids, she was fucking gorgeous. I didn’t know what to say, Adele and I had never had sex, yet here she was offering herself to me. My cell went off again, “*I know it might be a surprise for you, but I figured if you fucked my husband, you might fuck me too.*” If I hadn’t been at work, at my desk, I would have called her. I have never had sex with a woman, not considered it actually. Eventually I sent back, “*Okay, of course you can stay with me, love to have you.*” And left it at that.

I didn’t know if, when the time came, I really would have sex with her. I figured that this was just another problem.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/nmqget/throat_problems_mf

3 comments on “Throat Problems? [MF]

  1. This is probably one of the most well-written and captivating stories I have ever read on here. Really fantastic

  2. Very well written with a great story woven in. I loved it and would like more. Keep writing, please.

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