Kasey's Confession Ch. 16

"Is that what you want?" I asked. "I did that a lot in my dreams, or wherever I went after being in an accident, and I know I've done it at least once before at a party when I was drunk, but I don't remember it at all."

"I'm sitting here so hard I think my dick is going to explode, Kasey," Bob said. "You ask me if I want you to give me a blowjob? I'd be lying if I said I didn't."

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about it from the moment you walked in the door, and even before that. The problem is," I said as I looked down at his bulge and started tracing around the edges of it with my long painted fingernails, "I know that once I start sucking cock, I'm going to be wanting it all the time."

"I don't think you're going to have... any trouble... finding men who..."

Bob's words were broken up by him starting to breath heavily as I unzipped his fly and reached into his pants. I found the opening in his boxers and found the head of his very hard cock already peeking out through it. He went silent, his head tilting back, and his breathing getting heavier as I slid his pants and boxers down the length of his cock and brought it out into the air.

Bob's cock in the real world was different than I remembered it from our previous encounter. It was very thick, and as I wrapped my hand around it I let out a soft moan because it was so warm and so big around. It was a perfect length, probably around seven inches, and it had a gorgeous, soft and full mushroom head.

I leaned down and slid my lips around the mushroom head and gave it a long, wet kiss. Then I started unbuckling his belt and opening his pants, which he was quick to help me with, and soon his pants and boxers were down around his ankles. He kicked off his shoes without untying them and I yanked his pants clear of his body.

"This is even better than my dreams," he said as he tried to catch his breath and I slid down onto my knees in front of him with his strong legs on either side of me and wrapped my hand around his cock again. It felt warm and soft, but it also felt like it was hard enough to break rocks with.

"Gosh, you have a beautiful cock," I said excitedly as I lowered my head and began kissing up and down along the shaft before sliding the head back into my mouth and sucking it slowly while keeping my lips tightly wrapped around it.

Bob's head fell backwards and he moaned. His left hand flailed out and he knocked several things of the end table next to the couch. I kept going, sucking up and down on the full length of Bob's cock while he moaned and flailed about with his arms and head.

I came up off of Bob's cock, just as I thought he was about to cum, looking to delay his orgasm by spending some quality time licking his balls.

Just as I came up, kissing the head of his cock before leaving it for a moment, Bobs hands came up around my head and pulled me down hard on his cock. The full length slipped very quickly into my mouth and banged up against the back of my throat.

He moaned loudly, yelling out "Yes! Yes! Oh fuck, YES!" as his body shook and he shot his load into my throat. I gagged badly, his hands let go of my head, and I came off his cock as quickly as I'd been pulled down on it with Bob's semen streaming out of the corners of my mouth.

I was coughing and lurching, spitting up his cum to clear my throat as I fell down towards the floor, holding myself up with my arms, which were shaking and buckling underneath me.

"Fuck that was good," Bob was muttering as he sprawled out against the back of the couch, still breathing heavily and trembling. "Damn."

Struggling to hold myself up on all fours, I looked down to see the cum I'd coughed up and was still dripping from my mouth. The room felt like it was spinning.

After a moment or two, Bob got up from the couch and helped me up. I fell onto the couch feeling completely spent and with a detached sense of disbelief as to what I had just done.

Bob got his pants and shoes back on and sat back down on the couch next to me. I was curled up, nearly in the fetal position. Bob started stroking my bare thigh.

"I don't want to be like this," I said, noticing that I was crying just as I spoke. "I don't want to be Kasey the cocksucker, but I feel like I need..."

"Sometimes what we think we want or don't want isn't what we need," Bob said. "I never thought about having a guy, even a guy with great legs, suck my cock until I had those dreams and met you. Now though, to be completely honest with you, I'd really like to see you on a regular basis."

"Really?" I said, looking up at him with my teary eyes.

"Yes, I really would, I love the way you look all dressed up with your makeup and heels and those legs, damn, those legs are unbelievable. And whether you want to admit it or not, you are a cocksucker."