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Eat it like you mean it: An Oral Fixation Erotic Short Story
I’m at home chilling playing my PS4. The game is exciting and my online buddies are helping me tear shit up on Old Russia. I’m the number one Guardian, Titan Class in this DESTINY video game, I’ve got my gaming head phones on cause I need to focus on kicking some Dreg asses with the help of my Ghost unit and my sparrow which I jacked from the enemy. I upgraded my jumpship to include hyper drive and bought some freaking awesome weaponry. “Ring Rrrring,” shit my phone’s lighting up. Who the fuck can this be calling me at one am in the morning. I glance over to take a look and it’s Rebecca, I ignored the call but then she sent a text saying she urgently needs to talk to me and proclaimed it was a very troubling matter and needed to discuss it immediately. I texted back and said ok, I will holler back in 5 minutes. Without explaining anything I told my gaming buddies I will continue the game the next day and suggested letting Bklyn718 take the lead until I return.
I called Rebecca back and asked what’s up, to which she replied “can I come over”, I really need to speak to you about this situation I’m in.” Now for the past two days it’s been snowing like crazy outside, 28 inches of snow and accumulating more and more as the days and nights pass. I mentioned that there is a snow blizzard and everyone was advised not to travel until the roads have been cleared and salt put down to melt the accumulating snow. However she was very persistent in wanting to come over to discuss whatever she had on her mind. I ask what about your boyfriend Henry, why don’t you call him and talk about whatever you need to discuss. I could sense she was getting angry with me, so I apologized for bringing his name up cause I had a hunch she and him were having issues and at this point I didn’t want to aggravate her. After acknowledging her desperate cry for help I said ok come on over, but please be careful driving in the snow.
Around two am Rebecca rang my doorbell and to my surprised she is looking freaking amazing, leather thigh high boots and a short leather dress which hugged her gorgeous solid frame like the slim fitting case on my Galaxy Note 3. She was also wearing an expensive black Shearling Chevron-Stripe winter coat from the Fur Vault. Smelling sweet like Japanese Cherry Blossom, Rebecca is naturally beautiful, no need for makeup except that damn mac lip gloss which makes her lips looks shiny like the T-1000 from terminator 2. I grabbed her hand bought her inside and took off her coat and immediately I felt the urge to put my tongue in her mouth, but instead I played it cool, sat her on the couch and lit the fireplace. While she was getting comfortable I took her boots off and placed some thermal socks on her feet, made her some hot chocolate with marshmallows and loaded her favorite Boney James mp3 playlist. She started to smile when Sweet Thing came on, and at this point I knew she was feeling alright. I asked what’s the matter with you and why would you trek in all this snow to talk, it better be something of the most utmost importance.
She looked at me with a blank stare and the tears started pouring from her eyes. I place my arms around her, holding her tightly and kissed her soggy eyelids tasting her tears and putting her at ease. Sobbing she said “we argue all the time about the same thing,” I said, what is the thing that you guys argue allot over? She hesitated then she said “Head”, you know you are the only person that can make me cum often vaginally, and your head is the absolute greatest, most intense I’ve ever had. Henry is a nice guy, he treats me well and I love him. But on the serious tip, he is just not the kind of lover I need him to be in order to satisfy my sexual needs. He doesn’t like giving head and when he does I never orgasm. He acts as if it’s a chore, and I need him to be on point when it comes to eating me out. I don’t even think he likes doing it, he just does it to appease me and that’s just not good enough for me. I need him to start eating me out like he fucking means it. But Becca I said “you have told me in the past that only one other person made you orgasm orally besides me, and maybe had one or two vaginal orgasms after giving him some instructions, if I recollect clearly.” Henry can learn, can’t he? She looked at me with sadness in her eyes and said “yeah that’s true but they were infrequent. However you were on point from the jump. I never had to instruct you on anything, I was so happy I felt like I found a diamond mine. I know I got spoiled and after a while I mostly wanted you to give me head. I fucked up, I admit that. Your fuck game was on point too, but I’ve never had clitoris and G-spot orgasms at the same time. With you those orgasm experiences were very frequent. And the intensity of those orgasms were earth shattering and mind blowing. They were the exploding squirting orgasms every woman should be able to have with her lover.” “Shit remember I almost pasted out once or twice, and that amazing thing you do with your tongue use to make me cum so fast and so hard anytime I asked you to make me orgasm. I use to see sparkling lights and twinkling stars, I’ve never experienced that before you and I don’t see shit now. I’m sorry for burdening you with my woes. It’s just that, I’m fucking frustrated and mad cause I give him head every time, and he nuts all the time then falls asleep after 15 minutes of fucking. I get so fucking frustrated, he leave me hanging and the only way I can get mine is with the Fifty Shades of Grey Greedy Girl G-Spot Rechargeable Rabbit and the Massage Wand Vibrator with the G-Spot pleaser attachment you bought me. And what makes matter worse is, I have to hide them cause he keeps on threatening to throw them away, ain’t that a bitch. I swear he gets on my fucking nerves with that bullshit, as for him learning I don’t think that is even possible at this point.”
But Rebecca I said, did I not make you an instructional video so you can teach your lover/lovers how to pleasure you orally. “Henry deleted the video” she said in a very angry tone. Damn, well what do you want to do? Sounds like you are at the end of your ropes with him, I asked. By this time it’s 5:30 Saturday morning and we have talked for hours about her problem, finally I said “Becca you need to make Henry fall in love with your vagina like I fell in love your vagina and still loves your punnana to this day, like no other before or after. She bit her lips softly as her legs widened and began to tremble slightly. You remember how I use to love to wash and shave your pussy, how I use to massage it, grab it and tell you “baby you have got the sweetest, phattest, juiciest, meatiest, wettest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting, pounding and loving.” She flashed a big incredible smile and lifted her right leg over my left leg wiggling her body positioning herself snuggly against me and said “yeah I remember.” “You use to slap it, kiss it and talk to it like it was a real person, another me.” Exactly, I said. You need to let Henry get to know your vagina more intimately. I mean it is beautifully crafted, with semi dark chocolate coated lips and your clitoris is amazingly huge, it would light up and harden like a glowing red bulb whenever I use to caress it, teasing you.
At this point all I heard was Rebecca saying “fuck it”, as she proceeded to undress. Her Victoria Secret undergarment as usual was some of the sexiest shit I’ve eve seen. She had on a red lace & mesh intricately designed floral patterned push-up bra which fitted perfectly. She’s an A-cup but the bra made her look like a C-cup with matching tulle-veiled lace strap thong panty with the front cutout with straps on the sides. I mean this chick was and still is the finest, sexiest, most beautiful dime that I’ve have ever had the pleasure of hearing this “pussy is yours” from. I loved when she use to whisper in my ears “I am yours until you decide you don’t want me anymore,” to me. “Damn Rebecca, what do you think your doing?” I said. “I want you to give me some head” she said, then “I want you to fuck me like you use to fuck me with no inhibitions. Fuck me like you want to impregnate me and make me yours again just this one time. But I really want you to eat me out, I’m tired of having to tell him to eat me like he means it. I know when you eat me you’ll mean it, I know because it’s the way your are, I know it because of the way you spoke about me tonight. You still crave for my taste, you wish for me to sit on your face and smother your tongue until I nut all on your mouth like liquor. You crave to lick and suck on my clitoris like a cherry coated in honey. Your eager to feel the moist and warmth of my pink flesh surrounding you, bathing you like a Geisha in a Japanese Bathhouse. I know you want to smell the sweet perfumed scent escaping from between my inner thighs. To taste my lips, to see the chocolate mountainous view from the back, to consume and devour me.”
I drove here in all this snow cause you are something serious. Something that I can’t and don’t ever want to forget, something that I need to have ever so often, like an Ace in my back pocket. Something that I don’t ever want to let go or live without. I know, I put all my trust in knowing that I can always count on you to eat it like you mean it. At this point all I could do was bow to her Queenly wishes, her request, her executive order and Eat it like I mean it, because as she so eloquently phrased it. It is indeed who I am, a connoisseur in the art of giving cunnilingus.
I called Rebecca back and asked what’s up, to which she replied “can I come over”, I really need to speak to you about this situation I’m in.” Now for the past two days it’s been snowing like crazy outside, 28 inches of snow and accumulating more and more as the days and nights pass. I mentioned that there is a snow blizzard and everyone was advised not to travel until the roads have been cleared and salt put down to melt the accumulating snow. However she was very persistent in wanting to come over to discuss whatever she had on her mind. I ask what about your boyfriend Henry, why don’t you call him and talk about whatever you need to discuss. I could sense she was getting angry with me, so I apologized for bringing his name up cause I had a hunch she and him were having issues and at this point I didn’t want to aggravate her. After acknowledging her desperate cry for help I said ok come on over, but please be careful driving in the snow.
Around two am Rebecca rang my doorbell and to my surprised she is looking freaking amazing, leather thigh high boots and a short leather dress which hugged her gorgeous solid frame like the slim fitting case on my Galaxy Note 3. She was also wearing an expensive black Shearling Chevron-Stripe winter coat from the Fur Vault. Smelling sweet like Japanese Cherry Blossom, Rebecca is naturally beautiful, no need for makeup except that damn mac lip gloss which makes her lips looks shiny like the T-1000 from terminator 2. I grabbed her hand bought her inside and took off her coat and immediately I felt the urge to put my tongue in her mouth, but instead I played it cool, sat her on the couch and lit the fireplace. While she was getting comfortable I took her boots off and placed some thermal socks on her feet, made her some hot chocolate with marshmallows and loaded her favorite Boney James mp3 playlist. She started to smile when Sweet Thing came on, and at this point I knew she was feeling alright. I asked what’s the matter with you and why would you trek in all this snow to talk, it better be something of the most utmost importance.
She looked at me with a blank stare and the tears started pouring from her eyes. I place my arms around her, holding her tightly and kissed her soggy eyelids tasting her tears and putting her at ease. Sobbing she said “we argue all the time about the same thing,” I said, what is the thing that you guys argue allot over? She hesitated then she said “Head”, you know you are the only person that can make me cum often vaginally, and your head is the absolute greatest, most intense I’ve ever had. Henry is a nice guy, he treats me well and I love him. But on the serious tip, he is just not the kind of lover I need him to be in order to satisfy my sexual needs. He doesn’t like giving head and when he does I never orgasm. He acts as if it’s a chore, and I need him to be on point when it comes to eating me out. I don’t even think he likes doing it, he just does it to appease me and that’s just not good enough for me. I need him to start eating me out like he fucking means it. But Becca I said “you have told me in the past that only one other person made you orgasm orally besides me, and maybe had one or two vaginal orgasms after giving him some instructions, if I recollect clearly.” Henry can learn, can’t he? She looked at me with sadness in her eyes and said “yeah that’s true but they were infrequent. However you were on point from the jump. I never had to instruct you on anything, I was so happy I felt like I found a diamond mine. I know I got spoiled and after a while I mostly wanted you to give me head. I fucked up, I admit that. Your fuck game was on point too, but I’ve never had clitoris and G-spot orgasms at the same time. With you those orgasm experiences were very frequent. And the intensity of those orgasms were earth shattering and mind blowing. They were the exploding squirting orgasms every woman should be able to have with her lover.” “Shit remember I almost pasted out once or twice, and that amazing thing you do with your tongue use to make me cum so fast and so hard anytime I asked you to make me orgasm. I use to see sparkling lights and twinkling stars, I’ve never experienced that before you and I don’t see shit now. I’m sorry for burdening you with my woes. It’s just that, I’m fucking frustrated and mad cause I give him head every time, and he nuts all the time then falls asleep after 15 minutes of fucking. I get so fucking frustrated, he leave me hanging and the only way I can get mine is with the Fifty Shades of Grey Greedy Girl G-Spot Rechargeable Rabbit and the Massage Wand Vibrator with the G-Spot pleaser attachment you bought me. And what makes matter worse is, I have to hide them cause he keeps on threatening to throw them away, ain’t that a bitch. I swear he gets on my fucking nerves with that bullshit, as for him learning I don’t think that is even possible at this point.”
But Rebecca I said, did I not make you an instructional video so you can teach your lover/lovers how to pleasure you orally. “Henry deleted the video” she said in a very angry tone. Damn, well what do you want to do? Sounds like you are at the end of your ropes with him, I asked. By this time it’s 5:30 Saturday morning and we have talked for hours about her problem, finally I said “Becca you need to make Henry fall in love with your vagina like I fell in love your vagina and still loves your punnana to this day, like no other before or after. She bit her lips softly as her legs widened and began to tremble slightly. You remember how I use to love to wash and shave your pussy, how I use to massage it, grab it and tell you “baby you have got the sweetest, phattest, juiciest, meatiest, wettest pussy I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting, pounding and loving.” She flashed a big incredible smile and lifted her right leg over my left leg wiggling her body positioning herself snuggly against me and said “yeah I remember.” “You use to slap it, kiss it and talk to it like it was a real person, another me.” Exactly, I said. You need to let Henry get to know your vagina more intimately. I mean it is beautifully crafted, with semi dark chocolate coated lips and your clitoris is amazingly huge, it would light up and harden like a glowing red bulb whenever I use to caress it, teasing you.
At this point all I heard was Rebecca saying “fuck it”, as she proceeded to undress. Her Victoria Secret undergarment as usual was some of the sexiest shit I’ve eve seen. She had on a red lace & mesh intricately designed floral patterned push-up bra which fitted perfectly. She’s an A-cup but the bra made her look like a C-cup with matching tulle-veiled lace strap thong panty with the front cutout with straps on the sides. I mean this chick was and still is the finest, sexiest, most beautiful dime that I’ve have ever had the pleasure of hearing this “pussy is yours” from. I loved when she use to whisper in my ears “I am yours until you decide you don’t want me anymore,” to me. “Damn Rebecca, what do you think your doing?” I said. “I want you to give me some head” she said, then “I want you to fuck me like you use to fuck me with no inhibitions. Fuck me like you want to impregnate me and make me yours again just this one time. But I really want you to eat me out, I’m tired of having to tell him to eat me like he means it. I know when you eat me you’ll mean it, I know because it’s the way your are, I know it because of the way you spoke about me tonight. You still crave for my taste, you wish for me to sit on your face and smother your tongue until I nut all on your mouth like liquor. You crave to lick and suck on my clitoris like a cherry coated in honey. Your eager to feel the moist and warmth of my pink flesh surrounding you, bathing you like a Geisha in a Japanese Bathhouse. I know you want to smell the sweet perfumed scent escaping from between my inner thighs. To taste my lips, to see the chocolate mountainous view from the back, to consume and devour me.”
I drove here in all this snow cause you are something serious. Something that I can’t and don’t ever want to forget, something that I need to have ever so often, like an Ace in my back pocket. Something that I don’t ever want to let go or live without. I know, I put all my trust in knowing that I can always count on you to eat it like you mean it. At this point all I could do was bow to her Queenly wishes, her request, her executive order and Eat it like I mean it, because as she so eloquently phrased it. It is indeed who I am, a connoisseur in the art of giving cunnilingus.
Published 5th Feb 2015
| Edited 2nd Jan 2016
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