I was 22 and had just gotten out of a 4-year relationship. I was trying to make up for lost ~~dick~~ time. This was about 10 years ago so no Tinder but Craigslist personals was still very much a thing.
Most of the ads were boring but one of them stood out to me. “Personal attention – soft and smooth”. It was a guy looking for a woman to let him shave her pussy. Kinky, which I love! And he was also offering to pay, which sweetened the deal.
I got in touch and we set a date for the following week, since I had classes the next day and then he would be away for the rest of the week on business (he was a 43yo expat). Anyway I had just shaved myself not too long ago and I thought he might want a bit more hair to work with. The waiting only increased my excitement and anticipation. We traded emails and text messages throughout the week, and once or twice he checked in on the length of the regrowth.
And finally it was time for our date. We met at the lift lobby of a pay-per-hour hotel. He had just checked in. The ride up to the room was awkward (for me), yet there was a tugging feeling in my belly, and I was very aware of the warmth radiating from between my legs.
When we got into the room, he wasted no time in stripping and demanding that I do the same. Then he lay a bath towel on the bed, and took out his shaving kit – an electric trimmer and a multiblade razor. He snapped a new head onto the razor and instructed me to get on the bed and open my legs. With my heart pounding, I complied.
First, he wet a small towel with warm water and cleaned me, wiping gently around my pussy and ass. Next, he used the electric trimmer. The subtle vibrations were delicious, especially when he teased my clit with it a few times. He was obviously being much slower and way more thorough than he needed to, and I was enjoying it more by the second.
Then, when most of the hair had been trimmed away, he wet my skin with warm water and started shaving me with the razor. Every time his fingers brushed my clit or the entrance of my pussy, it sent tingles down my spine. I could feel myself dripping, and he commented on how wet I was.
Once he was done, he asked, “Do you know the best way to check if I’ve done a good job?” I shook my head. He responded, “With my tongue,” and immediately, as if he didn’t want to give me time to say no, his head disappeared between my legs.
His soft, wet tongue brought forth another gush of juices, which he eagerly lapped up. He alternated between sucking on my clit gently, and licking up and down the folds of my pussy. The whole time, my eyes were glued on his tongue. It was just super hot watching this man, twice my age, fuck with his mouth. When he started dipping his tongue into my entrance, and then plunging it deeper and deeper with each push, I lost it. I grabbed his head as I came around his tongue.
After he emerged from between my legs, he asked if I had ever deep-throated a man. I hadn’t, and he seemed excited to teach me how. He asked me to lie down on my back, with my head hanging off the edge of the back. He told me to take a deep breath and relax my throat. And on the count of three, he pushed his cock into my mouth slowly, until his balls were pushing against my upper lip.
I could feel the resistance in my throat muscles as they begrudgingly gave way to his invasion. Then he pulled out. Counted to three once more, and this time his full length entered my throat with greater ease. Again and again, he pumped his cock into my throat. His pace quickened, and his hands, which had been placed on his hips while he was being cautious, found my hair. Now, he was pulling my face into his cock with each quickening thrust and I was running out of air. I could tell that he was still trying to be gentle, but I was literally choking on his cock. And just as I was starting to struggle and push him away to take a breath, he grabbed my head and forced himself still deeper into me, and suddenly I could feel his cum shooting down the back of my throat.
I love to swallow usually, and have really good control over my gag reflex, but having cum forced down my throat and trying to swallow and inhale at the same time was something else! I was so fucking pleased with myself for taking all of his cum and not spilling a drop though.
As we cleaned up and got dressed, he put a few folded bills into the pocket of my shorts. It made me feel like a dirty cheap slut and I fucking loved it. I think he quite liked it as well, since he tipped me 50% on top of the agreed price!
Now I can proudly say that yes I can deep throat a man and that I am actually pretty good at it. And every time I shave myself I’m gonna be thinking about how much fun I had that one time I let a stranger shave my pussy.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vh6b86/f_shaved_eaten_out