Okay, so when he said he’d never finished from head, part of me was like, “does he just want a blowjob” and maybe he did! Either way. Fuck, I love a challenge.

I say humbly that I’ve never not made a guy cum from head. I’ve worked hard to perfect technique, listen to their body language and also watch extensive tutorial videos to learn new techniques etc. (all while waiting for a warm eruption to hit the roof of my mouth).

I have a guy head, his name’s Kelvin. Anyway, Kelvin and I met up. I knew him through a friend. I’d messaged him asking if it was true - what he declared on our friendship group’s night out.

He claimed it was, literally disputing that he’d never cum from head.

Okay, challenge accepted. We met up, didn’t even order the food we planned and got down to it. I incorporated what I’d call my ‘blowjob formula’.

Before removing his pants, I kissed his crotch. I told him that I was about to change his sex life. Teasing him, I had him as hard as a rock.

Here’s the key. I removed my jeans before his. I also made effort to move a mirror that I conveniently left in my lounge behind me. I sat on my heels, perpetuating the size of my ass as much as I could, wearing a tiny thong.

He wanted it - to touch, kiss and fuck. He told me within about a minute of me now having removed his jeans and massaging that sweet pooling of pre cum on the surface of his boxers.

I had Kelvin in the palm of my hand.

I removed his boxers, revealing a near on perfect 5.5 to 6” thick dick. My mouth was watering. I had to stay composed.

I caressed his balls and licked along his shaft. I explained I ate ass too but maybe for next time (always leave them wanting more I didn’t know him really, really well).

I kept a firm grip with loose fingers. Repeat it out loud. It’ll make sense. I used a rotary motion and I’d been going for around 2 minutes by now.

I removed my top and bra. I then peeled off my underwear 30 seconds later and threw them to the floor. I was naked and giving mindblowing head.

I spat on his dick, kissed it passionately and everything in between. From pure slut to erotic lover. I tried to tick both boxes.

I ran my hand occasionally up and down Kelvin’s stomach. I played with the back of his head with my thumb. Finally, knowing I’d been going around 4-5 minutes, I went for the final move.

“I really, really want you to fill my mouth with your cum.” I said confidently and without hesitation or room for negotiation.

20 seconds later, Kelvin arched his hips. He blew a huge load of cum down my throat. I didn’t even get much of a chance to taste it.

I felt happy inside, along with soaking wet. Mission accomplished. Another ‘W’.

As I continued to slobber over and delicately kiss his head, I asked, “so you’ve never WHAT from head?”

That honestly felt like my sexiest moment ever, as I winked at him and his ever-arching back each time my lips locked onto his mushroom-like head.