A Relaxing Blowjob

Story is strictly fictional. All characters are 18+ years and older.

Needed an outlet where I could write about giving head. Female POV with a male or TF partner.

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You get comfortable. Relaxing in your favorite armchair with a glass of your favorite drink. Maybe laying down on the edge of the bed among cozy pillows and blankets. Fresh from a hot shower and finished from a long day. You work so hard and you do so much; I need to show you how much I appreciate that.

I wear a silky black blouse with the top two buttons undone. My rounded breasts revealing as I run my warm hands through your hair, down your face, all over your skin. Releasing tension where I find it. My fingertips fluttering over your eyes, eager as they are to watch me, to close them.

"Relax, baby."

You groan, deep and rumbly. Sexy. I know there is more where that came from.

Your legs spread. I know what you want. I could sense it the moment you came home tonight. You want release; no, need to release. My hands travel over your chest, brushing against your nipples, and head south towards your thighs. Your bulge starting to awaken.

I run my palm over the outside of your underwear. Feeling the soft, flaccid shape of your cock hardening; a magnet to my touch. Pulsing. Enlarging as I smooth my hand all over your cock. Already far too big for my single hand. Your balls swelling in anticipation. A promise of what my prize is.

I strip your underwear off your hips, nice and slowly. I like to tease myself with the reveal of your hard cock. I know you're peeking when it finally pops free so you can see the look of genuine surprise on my face. No matter how long we've been together, the sight of it always enlightens me, the both of us eager to please. Watching the way it moves when it's exposed fascinates me and I know I have no time to lose.

A globule of warm spit drips from lips onto your cock head and my gentle hand pulls back your foreskin. You throb as I begin to work my hand up and down your length, from head to base, up and down, up and down. I lean forward, my hot breath and lips kissing the soft, sensitive head. Inching it into my mouth so that the head rests against my tender, wet tongue.

You're enjoying this. I know, because now, you are fully erect. Your breaths become longer, deeper. Loving the way my lips suckle your proud head. I tease my tongue across your slit and moan gently, lapping out the drops of precum. I let some of it dribble down your shaft and over my fingers, pumping it up from your balls, and tighten my grip. My fist doesn't fully close around your girth, but it doesn't bother me at all.

I open my mouth wide, hang out my tongue to cover my teeth, and stretch my cheeks to fit as much of you as I can inside. The tip of your cock reaches the warm, soft pallet of the back of my throat. I bob my head in the same rhythm that I stroke your shaft. I suck down your leaking precum, and what I don't catch leaks off of the tip of my tongue.

You can only be so hard before you explode. I can tell when you get close, your head flaring and twitching in my mouth, so I let go. You groan in frustration, your thighs trembling and your cock so red and swollen, literally aching to explode. I bring you right to the edge, and then pull back. But don't worry. I'm not going to tease you too much. My goal is for you to relax and sink into the ultimate pleasure. I love our pre-ejaculation moments together, but this is not one of those times.

I return to your cock, but with my face lower, burying it in your ballsack. Using one hand to lift it up and lick the tender bridge of your taint before pulling one of your testicles into my mouth. My heart races and maybe you can feel that, getting ready to spill the sperm inside of you and into me. The thought of tasting you excites me as you watch my hips grind the empty air, my pussy dripping with anticipation.

You could cum in any of my holes. For now... You don't have to make any decisions. I'm here to help you, after all. I drag the flat of my tongue all the way up your balls and shaft, passing over the pulsing vein, like a young girl and a popsicle. I wait for one tender moment and make eye contact with you.

And then I plunge your cock down my throat.

Both of my hands clench your length as the wet, sloppy sounds of blowing you fill the room. I take as much of you as I can, squeaking with delight when my chin hits your balls. Your hips lift and you start to buck, forcing me to cough or choke, but not too much. You always make sure I'm comfortable, even when you take a fistful of my hair, shoving my jaw against you like would a flashlight.

You hump faster and more erratically, and I begin to moan, the vibrations of my throat resonating in your cock. You're going to cum. I need you to know I'm ready for it. You mumble and groan and I can feel you wanting to fight the release to edge yourself longer, but you can't baby, you can't. It does no use to hold it all in like that. You need to let go!

And oh, you let it go. Hot ropes of cum strike the back of my throat and fill my mouth. Draining your heavy balls like a geyser. It trickles out of the corners of my lips and down the length of your shaft and over my fingers. I gasp to breathe and you splurt onto my face and neck. I'm quick to act, catching it with my tits, allowing you to cover me with your sperm.

Your cock continues to twitch, even after your load is dumped. A sign that your orgasm was full and true. I clean my face with the sheets or a shirt nearby, watching as your cock softens again and your balls descend, satisfied.