Erotica

The 4pm Blowjob

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At 4pm on any given Monday, I can usually be found moving through the supermarket aisles as efficiently as possible to ensure dinner preparation runs smoothly. Mondays are about as sexy as finding fillet steak on special or nabbing the last jar of apricot jam. Mondays are when you put on active wear and that one pair of knickers that should have been thrown out three years ago.

Blowjob

Last Monday was destined to be just as unremarkable except for the spur of a moment decision to give a guy a blowjob. He was in dire need of relief, and I was feeling benevolent. I figured it wouldn’t take too much time out of my afternoon routine at any rate. We arranged to meet at 4pm at the carpark of the supermarket where I could later dutifully continue shopping.

The guy in need was a muscle-bound, tattooed fitness freak who had been patiently waiting for his chance to fuck me. I wasn’t feeling that kind but I knew a blowjob was the best second prize a man could want. I told him he had to blow in my mouth as fast as he could, which he was unsurprisingly fine about. I’m an accommodating woman but the weekly shopping wasn’t going to buy itself after all.

At the carpark, I found a remote, vacant section where only one other car was parked. Fit Guy followed my directions and parked next to me, grinning expectantly through his car window. As I stepped out of my car, Fit Guy opened his window and told me to get inside his shiny new Mustang. For a moment, I felt like a street hooker being procured. My pussy tingled as I slid into the cool leather seat.

I knew enough about Fit Guy from months of chatting online so small talk didn’t seem necessary. We spent a few minutes exchanging pleasantries before he abruptly reached his hand between my legs and grabbed my pussy. I was both taken aback and aroused by the brutish foreplay. Before I could react, he pulled his gym shorts down to reveal his hard cock. It definitely enjoyed the foreplay.

As physically massive as Fit Guy was, his cock was curiously average: a nice length and big head, but not a lot of girth. It wasn’t going to be hard to blow him and in my Monday mind frame, I was relieved. He gestured towards his hard on and since I wasn’t there for anything other than the blowjob I offered, I leaned in for a token kiss before putting my wet mouth over his cock.

“Oh Fuck!”, he groaned upon contact.

Getting into a better position, I sucked Fit Guy’s cock, sliding my tongue underneath the frenulum and over the whole head.

“Fuck yes. Fuuuuuck.”

Fit Guy’s loud, guttural groaning coupled with the scent of his post-workout crotch was turning me on. I felt like a dirty, cock-sucking slut who couldn’t give a shit about half-priced steak. There was man meat in my mouth and that’s all I wanted. I worked my mouth up and down Fit Guy’s hard shaft, milking as much pre-cum as I could from its slippery head.

While I busied myself between his legs, Fit Guy snaked a hand down the back of my sports tights, immediately shoving two fingers into my wet pussy. It was obvious to him that I was getting horny from blowing his cock. He slowly moved his fingers in and out of my hole. My pussy gripped around the probing fingers, willing them to work as fast as I was sucking.

“Fuck, you’re so tight. I want to fuck you so bad.”

I looked up and smiled mischievously.

“You like sucking that dick, don’t you? Yeah?”

Fit Guy took a handful of my hair, pushing my head down and making me take his prick deep into my mouth. Although his length was manageable, I gagged slightly which pleased him all the more.

“Yeah, suck that cock. Fuck, I’m gonna cum. Deep-throat me…”

Fit Guy pushed my head downwards again, completely filling my mouth. He found a steady rhythm and worked my mouth up and down until he felt himself cumming. He held my head still and I could tell from his grunting that he was shooting cum in my throat. He shot it so deep that I could barely taste his semen as I released my lips off his cock. The look on his face was pure satisfaction.

As Fit Guy drove off, I retrieved some shopping bags from my car and tried to remember what I actually needed. The taste of cum was distracting me; causing a dull ache in my pussy that I knew could only be soothed by a hard orgasm. I got back into my car and drove home.

Sometimes you don’t have to do the shopping on Monday.

2 Comments

  1. Gary

    November 14, 2017 at 6:42 am

    Wow now you have made 2 of us cum i had to wank my self while reading your story wow what a woman you are.
    What did you use when You got home?

    • Emma

      November 16, 2017 at 10:24 am

      Glad to hear 😉 I have a lot of fun toys. I think I cover some here.

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