[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hnu2sl/10_year_anniversary_mfmasterbationtease/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/iihtda/10_year_anniversary_nipple_playanal_teaseoral/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)
Early on in our relationship, Sara came to me one night and asked if I wanted to play a game with her and since I like to gamble at the time we should put a small wager on it as well. She told me that if she won I would have to wash her car for her and if I won I got pick an outfit for her to role play in. My eyes lit up once she told me what I could win, and a bunch of outfits started flashing through my thoughts. I agreed immediately without even asking what the game was. Even if I lost, it was an easy enough task, I mean how hard is it to take her car to a car wash. Then she added the stipulation that the car had to be hand washed and waxed. Even way back when she could read my mind.
I thought about it and my prize was well worth the risk of some manual labor, so I agreed and asked what the game was. She then pulled out a pair of dice from her pocket and said we’d be playing “Coke and Mentos”. Then she proceeded to explain the rules. Basically, all you really need to know was that she was the Mentos and I was the Coke and I’m sure most of you know what happens when you mix those two things together. Anyways so the rules were, one of us would roll the dice and whatever number came up would be the amount of time I had to last while she went down on me. I was stoked to say the least. It seemed I was coming out ahead no matter what. (See what I did there? I crack myself up sometimes.)
We rolled the dice and out came a three. As soon as I saw that number, I was already picturing Sara in a short plaid green skirt, a white top tied in the middle of her breast with no bra and pigtails. I was thinking I had to get a wooden ruler and some fake glasses for me too. I was going to make a whole day of this. I looked back at her with the biggest grin and she only shrugged in response and pushed me back on the couch.
The very next day I stepped outside and moved her car onto the driveway. I had been hustled it seemed, but I wasn’t going to complain about it. Now I’ve had my share of blow jobs before that and a few from Sara but my goodness the way her tongue played with my head as her lips slid in unison with her twisting hand. When she first started, I became even more confident with the way she was taking her time licking every inch of my cock, but she was only prepping. When her hand grasped me and started stroking, I felt how easily it glided up and down me, her grip just the right amount of firmness.
I couldn’t help but let out a “fuck” once she started to pick up speed. I saw her smile at me when she heard me and opened her mouth and bent over for the coup de grace. I lost my breath in a few seconds after her mouth was on me. I tried to hold on, but it was no use, I was done. My hand went to the top of her head and I grabbed and fistful of hair. I guess this was a signal for her to quicken her pace. My whole body was rigid as I held on but a few seconds later I lost control of my body as I started to spasm and I just like when you drop a Mentos into Coke, I exploded.
I felt as though all the energy in my body was packed into that explosion. I could barely lift my head to look up at Sara. When I managed it, I saw her smiling back at me with my load dribbling down her chin, one hand still holding onto my cock. And I’ll never forget what she said for the rest of my life.
“Mentos, the mess maker.” And she turned her head and beamed a smile at me like she was in one of those Mentos commercials. I burst out laughing and couldn’t get myself under control for a minute or so. She was most definitely a mess maker, but she was also great a cleanup as well.
We played this game quite a bit throughout the years, the wager always varied. At first it was usually something that took a bit of effort like full body massages, cleaning the garage and the like, but soon after it was stuff like taking out the trash or just washing the dishes, stuff that I would normally do anyways. For my reward it always had to do with sex, either the choice in role play, sex in the sauna late at night at the local 24-hour gym we had membership to, no underwear and a skirt or dress when we went out, or something like those. It may seem like a big disparity in levels of reward, but I didn’t make up any of the wagers. Sara was always the one to set the wager.
From the first time we played the game, I knew she could win anytime she wanted, however I rarely lost after that and I had a feeling that she really didn’t lose either. I mean it couldn’t be a coincidence that she had me cumming moments after the timer rang every time she lost, no matter what I rolled. Also given the fact that she would immediately have a plan for how to achieve my reward was kind of a dead giveaway. I did tell her once that she could just ask the next time she wanted to try something new and we didn’t need to play the game to get what she wanted.
“Shh. I know but this is so much more fun. Now let’s pretend this conversation never happened.” And that was that.
You must be wondering why I’m telling you this story, well I’m bragging obviously. My wife is fucking awesome that’s why. Just kidding, the reason I tell this story is that if Sara wanted to try something, she would have made it happen. (By the way, no kidding about my wife, she really is awesome.)
There were also a few other things I learned from just that response. Firstly, I shouldn’t ever question her methods, I just need to shut up. Secondly, she had led me to believe that she was allowing me to live out my sexual fantasies when in fact it was her desires and she took me along for the ride. And lastly, this one I didn’t quite figure out until the she was giving my 10-year anniversary gift, there was a reason she choose “Coke and Mentos” as her go-to game.
Remember I told you when Sara removed the blindfold from me I saw the television screen perfectly framing her ass, well that wasn’t to be the focus of video she was making. What came next was to be the main event.
Sara grabbed my hand and helped me up to my feet. Once I was standing she began positioning me so that the profile of my body was at the edge of the screen and my cock was right there smack dab in the middle. Once I was where she wanted she got down on her knees in front of me and told me I was not to move from that position. She then proceeded to inform me of why she really loved “Coke and Mentos”.
You should have seen her face as she gave me the world’s greatest blow job. It was as though she was enjoying the most decadent dessert. Her eyes closed as her lips moved up and around my cock as if it was dotted with buttercream icing and she had to pluck each one off individually, making sure every inch of my cock’s surface was clean. When she reached the tip of my cock her lips parted, and her tongue began its work. It was as though there was a thick layer of caramel and her tongue was the only way to get it off. I watched as her tongue circled my head slowly and deliberately. My legs started to feel more and more like jello with each circuit of her tongue around my head.
Then when I thought my legs would collapse on themselves, her lips engulfed my entire cock in one smooth motion. I gasped loudly at the sudden change in feeling and let out a guttural “fuck” when her lips gripped tightly on my cock and slowly slid back up, like she was sucking on a quick melting popsicle. Once to my head she slid back down and repeated the motion slowly and methodically. I was so focused on watching her suck on me that I didn’t notice that her hands had reached around me. Then I felt claws pierce into my cheeks. My hips buck forward in reaction to the sudden sensation and I felt her lips reach the base of my cock once more. I felt bad for just half a second when I heard a muffled moan but her bobbing gradually began to quicken and I felt her hands pulling and pushing in time with her head. The vibrations of her moans and soft lips sliding effortlessly on my cock had me feeling like the first time we played her game.
With all the times we played, Sara must have known how much I could take before I would blow because just moments before I thought I would blow she pulled her mouth from me. Sara took a gasp of air and smiled up at me, telling me she wasn’t done with my cock yet. Her eyes closed again before she started to spread her kisses from the tip of my cock down the underside of my shaft. Her hand gently held up my saliva-soaked cock up while began to explore my balls with her tongue.
She started with large swooping figure eights, trailing the edges below one and then around between them and back around the other. Her thumb softly glided up my shaft as she held it against my waist. I couldn’t help but let out loud moans of pleasure, her tongue like silk wrapping around my balls. Then her hand grasped me fully, her strokes starting slow and firm. Her fingers wrapping around the tip of my cock then closing together once they made it over the top. Tiny pinpricks of electricity began racing up and down my inner thighs as I relished the feel of her tongue travel behind my balls, making tiny circles with the tip of her tongue on my perineum.
My legs started to shake with the new sensation, my head reared back in utter ecstasy. The moans coming out of me grew in volume as her hand quickened its pace on me. Then just like before she stopped, sensing me near orgasm. Her tongue traveled back up between my balls to my shaft and licked to little pre-cum that had made a bead at the tip of my cock. She gave me a chance to settle again kissing around my shaft and stroked my balls.
I looked back down at her, to see her looking back at me to give her a sign that I was ready for more. She gave me a wink before her mouth swallowed my cock once more but this time she didn’t bob. This time she lingered below with all of me in her mouth and did something I had never felt her do before. I couldn’t see what she was doing from my angle but when I looked at the television, her tongue was protruding from her lips licking the base of my cock.
The gurgling and slurping only added to the sensation of her tongue lapping my cock. Her head bobbed quickened always taking my entire cock with each journey down. My eyes were glued to the screen watching in fascination, taking in the new sensation. It felt like just seconds before she had me on the edge again, my hand fell to the bun of her hair and squeezed. And just like that she pulled away again right before I had a chance to explode. I looked down at her, her smile wrapped around her extended tongue giving my cock a long, slow, deep stroke until the tip of her tongue flick the very tip of my cock, causing my whole body to twitch. Again she took her time kissing and licking slowly, settling me down but keeping me just as excited for what was to come.
On and on it went, each time a different method to bring me to the brink and then slowly kissing and licking. It was like torture and the greatest pleasure all wrapped in one. My head was in a whirlwind, wanting her to bring me over the edge while at the same time not wanting it to stop.
After what felt like the thousandth cycle, she pulled back leaving my tip to lay on her outstretched tongue. Her mouth was wide open as she looked at me and the tip of her tongue began to flick back and forth under my bottom of my head. The tempo of her tongue accelerated and in what felt like seconds a thick rope of cum shot into her mouth. Well most of it did anyways, there was a small portion that shot higher up splattering on her face.
The second she felt the cum hit the roof of her mouth, Sara dove back in taking all of me into her mouth once more. She sucked on my cock like a starving kitten trying to suck up all her milk. My legs began to buckle sucked and licked the tip of my cock getting every last bit of cum I could give her. Both hands held onto her to keep me steady. I didn’t think I could take any more, but she kept at it, her lips never breaking contact with my cock.
After what felt like an eternity, her lips took one last pull from my cock and I heard her lips smack as she pulled free. I let out a long loud exhale, not noticing that I hadn’t been breathing the whole time. My body gave out and I fell back into the couch. My head lolled back and I tried to control my ragged breathing. When I looked back up I saw her still on her knees and only then did she start wiping the errand strands of cum from her face pushing between her lips.
“So I take it you enjoyed the first part of your anniversary gift.”
I looked back at her drained of all energy thinking how am I going to keep up if this was only the first part of the gift. But oh so excited to find out.
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Hope you enjoyed the latest chapter in this story. As always please let me know what you thought of it, what I could do better, what you liked about it.
And thank you to u/saraleetakesthecake for the wonderful inspiration. If you haven’t seen her posts yet, then what are you waiting for.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kdbqbq/ten_year_anniversary_part_3
That Sara sounds fun. ?
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