I had a former FWB who would pride herself on her head skills. She wasn't the best I ever had, but she was damn good and the enthusiasm was sexy as hell. I ended up cumming in her mouth most of the time as she would insist that she get to "suck me off".

For various reasons, we drifted apart, but there was nothing malicious. Anyway, she called me out of the blue one day asking to grab a drink, with a winky face. I felt like I knew what was up and was happy to join.

We hit the bar around the corner from my apartment, caught up, had some drinks, and then I asked if she wanted to head back to my place.

As soon as we were in the apartment, she dropped her bag, pulled me into the bedroom, and went to her knees before I had my coat off.

I went from soft to hard in her mouth quickly, and she was as good as I remember. It was glorious, and I was getting so close that I moaned that I wanted to fuck her before I cum.

She ignored me and kept doing her thing. She pulled away for a breath and simply said, "Cum down my throat" before my balls were pressed against her chin and she was gagging. I put my hand on her head and kept it in place while I started fucking her mouth. As I knew I was on edge, I went as deep as I could, and hearing her gag and salivate as I shot my load was amazing. I'm usually not that rough like this, but she seemed to want it.

The cum and spit dribble on her lips and running mascara were trashy and hot at the same time. After she cleaned up, so was picking up her bag and point-blank told me that her current hook-up would never come from a BJ, and she had to know she still had it.

She kissed me on the cheek, said thanks, and left. Didn't hear from her again for months when she wanted to go to my parents' lake house.