A Man's Best Friend


Not much is written about auto fellatio, but I
have to tell you, witnessing it was perhaps one of
the most erotic episodes of
my sexual life. Back in college, I wasn't exactly
promiscuous, but I did date a bit and the dates
usually ended in some
pretty heavy petting. The last thing I needed was
to get pregnant while working towards my degree!
However, that got old
after a while, since my date would usually get off
from me groping him through his pants but would
leave me unfulfilled. It's
amazing how turned on a guy can get when you take
the reins, though. I learned to suggest mutual,
separate, masturbation,
letting him watch me play with myself, and vice
versa, in different surroundings. Well... one guy,
I'll never forget...

He and I had gone out a few times. We'd passed the
petting stage and were into watching each other.
One night, after killing
a bottle of wine and having a particularly hot
session in his apartment, we were laying on the
bed in a 69 position (our
favorite for watching each other). He sat up,
leaning against the headboard, his legs bent at
the knees, his cock laying limp
against his leg. I started tickling him, lightly
running my fingernails across the bottoms of his
feet. His penis jumped a
few times, then grew firm and erect. I scrambled
up to a sitting position, facing him, with my legs
under his. Feeling
playful and more than slightly drunk, I laid back
on my elbows and ran my fingers through my
drenched slit, bring them to my
mouth and sucking the juice off of them slowly and
deliberately.

"I love to taste myself... don't you?" Again, I
dipped my fingers to the left over cum and brought
them to my mouth. "Women
are so much more comfortable with their bodies,
don't you think?"

My jaw about dropped as I watched you bring your
hand up to your mouth and suck the cum from around
your fingers.

"Do that again!" I watched, amazed that you would
do it again and seem to enjoy it.

"That is soooo cool... do you really like the
taste?" I asked, when I found my voice.

"It's ok. It took some getting used to, but
yeah... I sorta like it now. Especially if it
turns on the girl I'm with."

"Well, THIS girl is turned on big time! Do it
again, please?"

"Really?"

"Yeah... really. Every other guy I've dated has
reached for a tissue as soon as possible, as if it
were poison. This is
something different... and I like it."

He must have felt he'd found a kindred spirit.

"Wait... " he paused, then took a deep breath,
coming to an inner decision. "I'll show you
something I'll bet you've never
seen before. Sit up here, though, I need some
room."

I moved to the top of the mattress, curious about
what he would show me. He scooted to the middle of
the bed.

"Come sit by my head."

Again, he paused... "You ready?"

"Sure... " I answered, growing more curious by the
second. His cock was rock hard now, bouncing
across the bottom of his
stomach.

Suddenly, he threw his legs up in the air, over
the top of his head. His knees rested close to his
ears and, as I watched,
amazed, he stuck his tongue out and licked the tip
of his cock. That did wonderful, hot things to my
insides. His face was
flush red with color. Again, his tongue shot out
and licked the head. Then, he lowered his legs
back down to the bed, turning
to look at me.

"Well... what do you think?"

I didn't realize I'd been holding my breath until
I exhaled to answer him.

"That was the most erotic thing I have ever seen!
How did you learn to do that? How long have you
done it? What was the first
time like? Have you ever shown anyone else? Can I
take a picture of you doing it?"

He laughed, as much from nervousness as from
relief. I wasn't going to call him a freak or
storm out of the room disgusted.
He relaxed visibly, trying to answer each of my
questions.

"OK ok ok... one question at a time! First, I
learned accidentally. During my gymnastic days, I
had to stretch my legs a lot.
One night, I was stretching naked and well... it
just sorta happened. The first time was the
hardest because, while it felt
great, I wondered if it would "make" me gay. I
felt bad that I didn't feel bad about doing it, if
that makes sense. and I
made sure that I went out on plenty of dates with
girls I knew would put out the next few weeks. I
decided that no, I was
most definitely NOT gay. I still loved sex with
women, only, now I'd found another way to
masturbate. After that, I practiced
as often as I could. Now, when a hand job isn't
cutting it, I just flip over and voila`!
pleasure."

"Wow... that is sooooo cool. I wish I could do
that. So, do you suck till you cum?"

A blush colored his face.

"I can, yes. Does that bother you?"

"Bother me? Why should it? I think it's great. Can
I watch sometime?"

"Well... uhhh... sure, I guess. If you really want
to?"

"I do! Can you... ummm... do it now?"

"Now? I suppose so... I'm hard just talking to you
about it."

"I see that. How can I help?"

"Wow... I've never had anyone help before. How
would you like to suck on my balls while I do it?"

"Mmmmmmmmm sounds like fun. Just say when."

With that, he flipped his legs over his head
again. This time, instead of merely licking the
head, he wrapped his lips around
it and started sucking, hard. Once his cock was
rock hard and throbbing, he released it long
enough to tell me to suck and
lick his balls. Not wanting to miss the sight, but
still help, I moved sideways over his leg. This
gave me a clear view of
his mouth tightly gripping his penis. I could see
his teeth graze the underskin slightly. His lips
formed a perfect "o',
turning white when he sucked hard... I slurped at
the juncture of his legs, bumping into his mouth a
few times with my own.
Carefully taking his sac into my mouth, I sucked
and held, feeling his balls try to move into his
body. I could hear him
groaning with effort, so I crawled around behind
him, giving his body some extra support and also
pushing more of his cock
down his throat. My pussy was gushing something
awful, so totally aroused by the scene in front of
me. Suddenly, he pulled
off.

"I'm about to cum. Jack me off with your hand,
hurry!"

I quickly wrapped one of my hands around his shaft
and started sliding it back and forth. His saliva
coated my hand as I
jacked him faster and harder, my tongue still
tickling his balls.

"Aim for my face... I want it on my face!" His
words were rushed and urgent. I massaged, spitting
my own saliva onto my hand
for more lubrication. His prick grew in my hand
and giving out one loud groan, he started
shooting. My view was perfect! I
could see each white shot hit him on a different
part of his face. One across his forehead. Another
on his cheek, still
another on his lips. I watched, fascinated as he
stuck his tongue out to lap out the creamy white
liquid. He opened his mouth
and I understood he wanted me to aim the next shot
directly onto his tongue. It pulsed out, hitting
his upper teeth. I
released his balls, licking my way up his cock
till i reach it's spurting tip. I rubbed my nose
up and down the shaft and
across his face, coating my own with his cum.
Slithering my body up over his, I was soon
squatting over his head, my pussy
dripping wet. I lowered myself to his face and
rubbed my lips over his cum covered face. Instead
of merely allowing him to
lick me senseless, I washed his face with my
pussy, combining his cum with my juice. My clit
bumped his nose over and over
until I felt my own orgasm building. Reaching down
beneath his head, I raised his face up and fucked
my slit against him.
Finally, with a few hard sucks from him, I came,
shooting in torrents down his throat. He continued
to suck until the waves
stopped pulsing through me. I rolled over off of
him, laying on my side next to him. He shifted
until we faced each other.
Giving him a huge smile, I leaned over and kissed
his gorgeous, smeared face, before falling into a
deep, restful sleep.

Needless to say... I never forgot that night. No
other man has quite excited me the way he did
then. I search the Internet
for him, late at night while my family sleeps. I
have yet to find him. If you see him, tell him...
well... just tell him
"thank you'.