2004-09-01 - 8:49 p.m.
We’re in the computer room, i in my desk chair, she standing before me in boxers and a dark camisole. The floor is an ugly blue and the gauzy curtain lets in plenty of daylight. She’s telling me she can’t afford to pay me back for the concert tickets i just bought us, she just doesn’t have the money. I tell her i need the money. She owes me more than that already anyway. Then she hits on an idea.
“What if i went down on you? Could we cancel some of that debt in exchange for sexual favors?”
“Would we still have sex that didn’t cost money?”
“Yes, of course. If we didn’t I’d be your whore, and i don’t want to be that.”
“So maybe I’ll only pay you, or forgive debt, in exchange for sex acts you wouldn’t otherwise do.”
“Like what?”
“Blow jobs. Anal. Maybe other things.”
“I’m not sure about anal sex. But I’ll go down on you.” I reach out, take her hand, and kiss it. “Do you want one now?” I have nothing else to do, so i say yes.
She starts kissing me and stroking my face with her hands. They start rubbing my chest, then my legs. Then she’s on her knees, sliding one hand up the leg of my shorts. She’s plays with my balls with her fingers and smiles up at me. I’m getting hard and i moan when her finger slips down to my ass. She pulls out her hand and undoes my shorts. She kisses my belly and my hips while she pulls off my shorts and boxers, then moves down to my balls, teasing them with her tongue. Then she licks up my shaft and kisses the tip. She hesitates, looking at my cock as though contemplating whether this is really something she wants to do, then takes me in her mouth and sucks deeply. Her lips slide up and down my shaft while she fingers my balls. She tries different angles, different tongue tricks. It all fees nice, and I’m staying hard, but this isn’t going to make me come.
After a few minutes of this, all of which feels pretty good, she comes up for air. She tries licking my cock a bit, but she’s getting tired. She asks how close i am and i say not very. I’m thinking this blow job isn’t worth twenty dollars, but oh well. I tell her I’ll stroke myself until I’m almost there, then she can suck me as i come in her mouth. She agrees and i slide my hand up and down the shaft of my cock, closing slightly around the head when i get to it. I watch her while i stroke myself, watching for a reaction. She keeps eye contact, which helps. Her fingers play over my thighs, teasing my balls then fingering under them. I imagine my cock in her mouth, only she’s good at sucking cock, and she’s doing it just right. Or maybe she’s not so i grab the back of her head and just fuck her mouth, determined to shoot my come down her throat. Then i feel myself getting close. I grip my cock to hold in a spam then tell her to suck me. She does quickly, almost eagerly. I start to lose it so i focus on coming in her mouth. I imagine my cock in her pussy, and what it’d feel like to be fucking her on that ugly blue shag carpet. Feel her fingernails dig into my back as i thrust deeper into her. I’d grab suck on her tits, bite her nipples until she yelped in pain. Then I’d get up on my knees, grab her hips, and fuck her as hard as i could.
I put my hand on the back of her head and start fucking her mouth when i shoot off, filling her with me. She swallows it and keeps sucking until I’m soft. At least she’s good at sucking after I’ve come. I shiver and twitch a bit until she stops. She looks at my limp dick and smiles. Then she kisses me again as she stands. She leaves silently.
I pull my shorts back on and return to the computer. I don’t think that’ll be happening again any time soon.
