About me:

• 34
• 5' 11"
• 210lbs
• HWP, built like a bear
• Relatively attractive
• Clean and disease free.
• Educated, employed
• Looking for another "head" friend like the experience I shared below

About you: -18 -Good hygiene -DDF -Love giving head or want to try it.

A few years ago I had a "head" friend. She had a strong oral fixation and would have times where she needed to have something in her mouth.. I don't remember how this happened but I became that something.

She felt "safe" with me. It got to a point where we could contact each other almost anytime and within 30 minutes, I'd be in her mouth. I'd use her mouth and throat however I wanted. I'd run the head under her lips.. across her teeth. Feel her gums.. Pull out her tongue.. and tuck my thumbs on the inside of her cheeks while I guided her head up and down. I became familiar with the back of her throat.

She always did her best to swallow everything.. but would gag and cough some of it up at times. She started going topless to avoid messing up her clothing and we found out she loved having her cute little nipples twisted. There were times she'd lay across my lap. Suckling, chewing, nibbling on my limpened dick after I came. She loved the sensation. She'd try to curl her soft tongue into the slit on the head.. trying to get out every morsel of cum. As if trying to coax another erection out of me.

And she would indeed suckle until I grew hard again..I never really enjoyed receiving oral sex much but using her mouth was fun. Having her mouth warm and massage my dick was comforting. Fondling and twisting those nipples in the middle of this was stress relieving.

Wild thing is we never had sex. Never tried. It was always about having her mouth filled.. though.. I knew the head made her.. wet. There were moments I'd catch her with her little hand pressed between her thighs. Fingers rocking forward and back. Faint sounds of that tiny pussy schlick with wetness would catch my ear.. as those fingers slide between that slit.. and I bobbed her head up and down on me.

I probably could have held her down by the throat and taken.. everything.. and she wouldn't have denied me. I think this denial only made her mouth more desperate.. Slick with drool. Made her more willing to accept more abuse. Resign herself to being naught more than a mouth. And it made me harder knowing I could easily satisfy her itch. Calm the aching between her thighs as well.. use that hole as thoroughly as I'd used her mouth.. but denying her that.. Good times