I didn’t always like oral sex. Don’t get me wrong – I
like to eat pussy, and the ladies tell me that I’m
really good at it. What I mean is that I wasn’t much
turned on by a blow job. It felt good, yes, but it
wasn’t something that would float my boat, so to speak.
Until I met Cassie.
The way Cassie does it just drives me wild. One thing
that helps is that Cassie has braces on her teeth. I
have always thought braces were sexy. The other thing
is that she doesn’t just jump right in and expect me to
cum in ten seconds. She varies her technique quite a
bit, always looking for new ways to get a rise out of
me.
Typically she’ll lightly run her fingers all around my
testicles and my erection. She will tease and prod and
manipulate with her hands and fingers. Only when I’m
rock hard will she take me in her mouth. I love the
slurpy noises she makes. She will very messily work up
copious amounts of dribble as she uses her whole mouth
to stimulate me. Some of the dribble oozes from her
mouth around her lips and drips down her chin. She
frequently pulls out and away from me for a moment to
"come up for air", with a sticky string of liquid
intact from the inside of her mouth to my raging hard-
on. After a few repetitions of this I often can’t hold
back and will spurt copiously in her mouth while she
lets it all run out.
I remember one time very vividly. Cassie had teased
me for quite some time, and the dribble was oozing out
of her mouth. Then she slowly plunged forward all the
way until the tip of my erection was well into her
throat. She smiled, with me all the way in her. That
was all it took. I ejaculated profusely. She had to
fight the gag reflex while I was pulsing and spurting
into her.
Recently Cassie has become rather foul-mouthed. I
normally don’t care, but sometimes it really gets on
my nerves. The other day Cassie kept on with the pro-
fanity after I asked her not to. I think she was
pushing me to see what her limits were, and she kept
on after I warned her that I’d wash her mouth out with
soap if she kept it up. Perhaps Cassie thought it was
just a figure of speech. Anyway, I told her "That’s
it! You are getting a much overdue mouth soaping!"
I took Cassie by the hand and led her to the kitchen.
Then I got a medium sized plastic bowl out and re-
trieved a bar of Ivory soap. As I put some water into
the bowl I told Cassie to get one of the kitchen chairs
and bring it over to the sink.
Just then the doorbell rang. It was Stacy, a friend
of Cassie’s from work. "Hi Rick," she said brightly,
"I was on my way to the mall and thought I’d drop by
and see if Cassie wanted to go. Is she here?"
"Come in, Stacy," I said, opening the screen door for
her. "Cassie’s here, yes, but she won’t be available
for a little while. You see, she’s about to be
punished."
Stacy got a very interested look on her face.
"Punished?"
"Yes, I’m going to wash her mouth out with soap. Come
on into the living room and wait for her. She’ll be
ready in a while. Wold you like a soda?"
"No thanks, I’m okay."
Stacy was seated where she could not see Cassie, but
could hear everything that went on. "I want you to
take off your panties before we start," I told Cassie,
and watched while she pulled her panties down and
stepped out of them. Since she was wearing a rather
short skirt, that task was easily accomplished. I
wadded up her panties and put them in one of my
pockets.
"I should give you a bare bottom spanking in addition
to your mouth soaping," I told her in a voice that was
calculated so that Stacy could hear. Cassie was seated
on the chair right by the sink, with her legs pressed
tightly together and her hands in between her knees.
I placed the bar of soap into the bowl of water and
worked up a good lather. "Open your mouth now, Cassie,"
I said as I brought a handful of foamy and sudsy lather
toward her.
"Aaaaahhnngaaaaahh," she exclaimed as I put the lather
into her mouth. I worked the soap around her tongue,
on the roof of her mouth, and around all sides of her
teeth and braces.
I worked up another batch of lather for her. Cassie
shook her head as I was getting ready to soap her
again. "Open!" I said. She just looked at me. "Come
on and open, or I’ll give you a bare bottom paddling
in front of Stacy!"
She reluctantly opened her mouth and I added the fresh
soap lather and worked it into all the recesses of her
mouth. I admit I was getting fairly aroused by handling
her mouth this way.
"Gmmmmmmfffff!" was her reaction as my fingers worked
their way all around the inside of her mouth for a few
moments.
"Now you just stay there until I tell you to rinse," I
ordered. The scent of Ivory was permeating the air,
and some foamy bubbles were messily dribbling down her
chin. I spread her knees apart and inserted my index
finger into her pussy – she was very wet, and squirmed
as I played with her down there.
Cassie must have noticed how aroused I was. She
reached over and loosened my jeans and tugged them
and my briefs down until my rod was pointing straight
out. Then Cassie took me into her soapy mouth and,
with white foamy dribble and slurpy sounds escaping
from her lips, gave me an exquisite blowjob. I started
to spurt inside her mouth. With gleaming eyes she
actively sucked on my pulsing ejaculation while I had
to restrain my vocal reaction so that Stacy would not
overhear.
When I recovered I had her scooch forward so that her
pussy was more accessible under her skirt. Then I
knelt down in front of her and sucked and licked on
her pussy until she climaxed. Cassie was still
retaining the soapy solution, now mixed with my cum,
in her mouth. "Mmmmmmmhmmmmfffff! Gmmmmmhmmmmm!
Mmmmmmm!" she exclaimed as her orgasm took hold.
I pulled up my jeans and let Cassie rinse. She rinsed
for several minutes, after which she said she could
still taste the soap. I told her the taste would
probably go away in a few hours and led her out to the
living room where Stacy was. I don’t know how much
Stacy knew of what went on other than the mouth
soaping, but she smiled sheepishly.
With Cassie and Stacy at the mall, I did some things
around the house. I needed to go to the store, and
when I reached in my pocket for my car keys, I wondered
for an instant what this other thing was in my pocket.
I chuckled as I pulled out Cassie’s panties.