Women Like Blowjobs, Too

This isn’t a fellatio tutorial. If you’re looking for information or tips on giving one, I’d like to suggest Between the Sheet’s Fellatio series. This post is about how I got my first (and only) blowjob.

I was watching some porn earlier, and one of the scenes featured a butch giving a femme a blow job. [edit for clarification: she was blowing a harnessed dildo.] I thought, “Why do they always do that? No woman’s going to get off on that.” And then I remembered: I’d gotten a blow job once, and I’d gotten off in a big way. I’m not sure why I forgot it, because the more I think about it, the more the details come back to me.

I remember when I first got my feeldoe, I wasn’t dating or fucking anyone, nor were there any prospectives hanging around. When I first discovered it, I was so intrigued by the idea that I could be harness-free that I had to buy it on the spot. I’d been using the Nexus for a few years and loved it, but even though it, too, was billed as a harness-less double dildo, I still had to keep a grip on it. Which is a pain in the back and whichever wrist is bearing your weight at the moment. Plus, with a hand between you, you don’t get that close connected feeling. If I wanted some rough sex (or easier sex), I had to use the harness. Still, it was better than the alternative: the regular dildo and harness combo. Double dildos aren’t the kind of toy you can play with by yourself, unless you’re willing to fuck the crevice between your mattress and box spring set, or turn it on yourself, but what’s the point in that?

The moment I got my brown-paper-wrapped package, I tore it open and tried it out. I didn’t feel silly until I realized I was slowly spinning around looking for something (or someone, which was somewhat unlikely since I was at home) to use my pretty purple dildo on. Luckily I came to my senses and no furniture was damaged that day. I did spend a few weeks keeping a keen eye out for someone to stick it to, to put it prettily. Not just keeping a look out, but actively flirting. Most of the time I don’t have a problem picking someone up, but I suppose it’s true that being too eager is a turn off. I was just about ready to start looking for a swing party when providence dropped a Pretty Young Thing practically in my lap. I’d met him at a friend’s place and was pleasantly surprised when he started flirting with me. I was even more surprised when he mentioned that he was bi-curious. Usually when a guy tells me that he’s curious, he usually follows it up with, “I’d like to try it with a girl first.” I never understood that, but hey, I wasn’t about to pass up a chance to satiate both of our curiosities. I took him home.

I usually don’t go in for the pretty boy type, but this guy had the sweetest looking lips. Perfectly pink, full and slightly pouting, so expressive. No wonder so many guys are eager to see a pair of lips wrapped around a cock; I was already imagining his in that role. I’d never have thought I’d get turned on watching somebody give my dildo a blowjob. It wasn’t just visually stimulating, the rhythmic bobbing of his head rocked the bulb of the feeldoe against my g-spot and the ridges rubbed against my clit just perfectly. Just seeing him look up at me, with his lips puckered, sucking hard on the dildo, sent a surge of pleasure coursing through my loins, making my pussy clamp down hard. I reached down and sank my hands into his hair and thrust my hips, driving into his mouth over and over until I came. It was over that fast.

Looking back, I’m surprised at how natural it felt. More than that, I’m surprised I’d forgotten that. Maybe our later sessions eclipsed our first. There were quite a few, but we never did that again. I wish we had.

Gods, I want a blowjob right now.

4 Comments

  • How did the feeldoe ever pass me by? I’m getting my credit card out RIGHT NOW!

  • Well, there are definitely some topics covered here that I've never given much thought to before. I might recommend that there is much to be said about a valued, monagamous relationship.

  • Valued, monogamous relationships are rarities for me. I no longer want to be with someone just so I can have sex and companionship. I reserve commitment for those rare few I mesh with. In the 'tween times, casual, fun sex works great—except for the occasional bouts of sexual frustration, of course.

  • Valued, monogamous relationships are rarities for me. I no longer want to be with someone just so I can have sex and companionship. I reserve commitment for those rare few I mesh with. In the 'tween times, casual, fun sex works great—except for the occasional bouts of sexual frustration, of course.

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