Fellatio

Suck My What?

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The ninth submission to The Fellatio Project.  Tonight we welcome Penelope Jones...her words can be found here. Floored wasn't even the word for what Phoebe felt. “Did you say I’m giving a class on blowjobs?” Her pale blonde brow crept up in the air questioningly. “I did, and I’ll be your demo top.” Jeff, her owner, said. He must have thought he was being funny, by the smug look on his face, but Phoebe was mortified.  And to make matters worse, not only was he not kidding, but she wasn’t sure she could do it. It seemed Jeff was certain his girl could do anything. “You didn’t think you could do the orgy, Phoebe.” His calloused palm gruffly cupped her cheek. “You didn’t think you’d like being “marked” by me, and you loved both, [Read more...]

A Salty Treat

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The eighth submission for The Fellatio Project, we have A Salty Treat by Fan of Chad...her words can be found all over the web, but let's start here. Dear Mr. XXX, I miss you - you and your yummy, always hard and ready cock. Are you 'having any fun' while you're away? Hopefully there is at least one lucky lass still reeling with fond memories from her encounter with the Canadian stranger. I've imagined you lying in bed alone late at night in that strange land so far away. I've pictured you with a blanket drawn up and your knees bent forming a little tent over your midsection. Your right hand balancing your phone on you chest as you thumb through images. Are some of them of me? In my mind's eye it's the only source of light in the [Read more...]

Mouthfeel

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Next part of The Fellatio Project..we welcome Eva St. James back for her second submission...her words can be found here There are, more than you would think, things one has in one’s mouth Of course, there’s food and drink.  Those things taste good, most of them. The food stays in the mouth longer than the drink, but both are just passing through, and don’t really do anything except break down and taste. There’s chewing gum. The biggest part of the appeal there, of course, is flavor. Minty, fruity, hot and cinnamon-y, and recently with flavors like guava-pineapple-sage, it tastes good for a while, and has a nice feel to it, but both the flavor and the texture break down quickly. Mints, hard candy? They’re nice, too, but melt [Read more...]

What Will He Think?

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Part of the Fellatio Project as written by my friend S...she wishes to remain anonymous. She is standing in front of her closet trying to figure out what she should wear. What kind of image does she want to portray. The girl next door or the sex kitten. She goes with the girl next door look and settles on a nice pair of grey dress pants and a peach blouse with a pair of black pumps. After doing her hair leaving it long and curly...she has the most beautiful auburn hair...and after applying the perfect amount of make up to show off her beautiful green eyes, he shows up right on time. He rings the door bell. She opens the door and is pleasantly surprised. He looks so much better than his picture. Dressed in a pair of [Read more...]

Dick-Tasty-Um!

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Next part of The Fellatio Project...Vanilla Kink Sundae giving us instructions...and I could not resist the proper towel usage... Triumph! Tonight was a win. I sucked his dick and he came in my mouth, and I knew what to do for once. I didn't struggle, or gag, or panic. I didn't worry about spit or swallow. I didn't feel my teeth touch him even once. And his toes curled. Yep. Victory. Years ago when I was in college I was good at this. If I’m really drunk, I’m good at this. So what makes a vanilla wife lose her confidence, and her place in the pack? And how does she get it back? Well, guys, a lot has to do with perception. She has to be confident that you’re fairly clean. She has to believe you want her to, that you’re not going [Read more...]

BJ@CRW

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Next part of The Fellatio Project...Eva St. James giving us a terminal experience...her words can be found here It’s not a busy airport. Not like JFK or LAX. Its small airport in a small-ish city. A city large enough to have an airport, but only an airport with small planes. So, it’s not like we were on display for the whole world to see. And it had been so long. To simply look at him was a turn on, to stand next to him, smell him, was driving me insane. I had dropped off my passenger, he was going through security and waiting to board, out of my sight, past the point of my assistance. And, really, it's not a busy airport. It's not like there are multiple terminals and runways, there is not the steady stream of people you [Read more...]

30 Minutes In Heaven

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Next part of The Fellatio Project...A's telling of his first experience... I don’t think I will ever forget that first time. Truth is, I don't believe anyone ever forgets their first. I had only known Steven for a few weeks but he seemed like a decent guy. I was immediately attracted to him. He came out to me pretty much right away. Being in the scene for a while gave him that kind of confidence. I had returned the favour, feeling comfortable and safe enough to trust him from the start. It was a Friday night and we were in his basement watching tv, just hanging out waiting for everyone else to show up for a party. We sat on opposite ends of the couch. Having never been with another guy before, I was still a little shy and nervous [Read more...]

Her Fetish

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Part of the Fellatio Project as written by @StellaKiink...her words can be found here She sits on the bottom step dressed in nothing more than one of his white dress shirts, cuffs rolled and the fewest of buttons done. No panties. No bra. Her nipples are hard and free and the heat between her legs is rising. Her cunt, just like her mouth, is aching for him. She has been craving him all day... his touch, his scent, his taste... She wants him, all of him, every inch, every drop. He has been away for far too long and although she can barely stand the wait herself, she wants to take her time and reacquaint herself with his body. Slowly, ever so slowly, taking her time with every inch, but first she wants to... The doorbell rings and [Read more...]