It’s ironic how things don’t stay ‘normal’ or ‘stable’ for very long. Just as you find your footing, the ride starts moving again. Gotta brace yourself and grab whatever is close by so you don’t fall on your face (or your ass). The human body is resilient at recovering from life’s little bumps and bruises. It’s those confounded big pitfalls you always gotta be leary and cautious about. Finding myself feeling somewhat steady for the first time in a long time, I knew trouble was lurking. What form would it take this time?
It started with an unexpected Valentine’s Day surprise and certainly not a good one. I woke up that morning to the worst pain, on the right side of my pelvis. I got up and used the bathroom and found Mother Nature had blessed me almost 2 weeks early with my lady time. I begrudgingly got ready for work and went about my day.
As the week progressed, I was about ready to yeet my uterus into oblivion and forget ever looking back. Never in my 30ish years of womanhood have I ever suffered this much. I never gave birth either, but I was particularly glad now I hadn’t had that experience in my life.
After the 4-5 business days as per usual, I was back to my regular self. I was scheduled for my annual physical with my doctor that week, so she poked around down there, and boy did it start to hurt. She ordered some tests and labs and sent me on my way. I did my diligence and scheduled appointments and carried on with pain for the next 3 weeks.
I’m an anxious overthinker, so any and every possible scenario went through my mind. I did my best to avoid the internet, WebMD would not be my friend in a time like this. I knew my best distraction would be my sexy friend, Deep. I began trying to the best of my ability to apply every ounce of attention I could pay to my personal deepthroat session tapes, and of course, the live sessions.
I recently discovered my phone had an awesome video editor, so I went back to a really old session and played around with it. I trimmed it up, zoomed it in, and played with the light and shadows. I transformed it into a brand new creation. I was astounded at how hot we were 6 months ago. Titties bouncing, cum dripping, sloshing and moaning. There is a damn good reason we keep doing this. I happily sent Deep a link to my latest work of art, and we made plans for our next meeting.
On his way over, Deep texts me and says he’s going to be taping when I answer the door and to just go with it. Immediately, I’m turned on, both at the sweet creativity and at the thought of immediate dick at my door. I put on some music, checked my hair, and heard the knock on the door. There was a second knock, and I opened it to see my favorite guest, holding his phone in front of him.
He stepped in, tugged my shirt down, and cupped my breast. “Hey there, I heard you like sucking cock” he said flirtatiously. “Just yours,” I responded, as he gently pushes me to my knees, and I pull down his shorts. He is already half mast, and I wrap my tongue around the head and he presses himself into my face. I continue to swirl my tongue on his shaft and generate more drool. I feel him engorge and get harder and harder. Eventually the ridge of the head penetrates the barrier of the back of my throat and we are in heaven.
My hair is styled in braids. His magnificent hands are on my head. My boobs are out and bouncing like crazy as he firmly and yet gently fucks my face with rhythmic thrusts. He repeats my name and moans “Fuck yeah” and neither of us want it to end. Once again we are transported to another world where the pleasure of the moment is the only thing that matters and it’s absolutely glorious. The best distraction one could hope for.
My knees begin to ache so we switch positions. I pop in my mouthpiece. I make a cheesy grin at the camera with my mouthguard and braids (this is the true epitome of sexy, folks) and then focus my attention on this pink veiny cock I’m ready to devour. I decisively love this tiny hunk of plastic, as it provides me the freedom and peace of mind to absolutely go to town on this dick with my face. It covers my top teeth, so I can ride that cock with my throat into the sunset. Besides needing to come up for air on occasion, it’s been a total game changer. And when I do need the occasional breather, I have these nice big tits to rest his cock on and in between while I do so.
This session went on for quite a while, and it was such a welcome and wonderful distraction for me. Eventually there was cum, and it was over and I was back to being in pain and anxiety. It’s been difficult, but I finally got some answers and I know I’m going to be okay. And I know that no matter what happens to my uterus, my throat can more than compensate in the pleasure department as a distraction in the meantime.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11nl2vh/f_deepthroat_distraction