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 Archive name: head.txt (MF oral)
 Authors name: Poison Ivan (poisoniv1@hotmail.com)
 Story title : Giving Head
 
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 Copyright (c) 1999 by Poison Ivan. Please leave my
 name and contact information on this story, but do
 anything else you want with it.
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 Giving Head
 By Poison Ivan 8/99

 We returned from the party and went upstairs. Cheryl
 slipped out of her black dress. Underneath she wore
 nothing but thong panties.

 Carla, my first wife, would have never been so casual
 about her nudity. And though my sex life with my ex-
 wife was exceptional in every way, she had an annoying
 habit of wrapping herself up in granny pajamas before
 she went to bed.

 Her odd modesty annoyed the hell out of me. Even after
 a vigorous blowjob, with her hand pumping my stiff
 shaft, her warm, wet mouth sliding up and down until
 it felt like she was swallowing me whole, even after
 she coaxed a huge burst of semen and eagerly gulped it
 down, she still bundled up against the cold before she
 went to sleep.

 I could do nothing to change her. My sleeping in the
 nude resulted only in bemused smiles. Late-night
 attempts to slip my hands under her nightclothes merely
 aroused annoyed slaps.

 The first thing to attract me to my second wife was
 her ease at being looked at. Cheryl thought nothing of
 parading around the community pool in a tiny bikini.
 When I arrived for our second date after my divorce,
 she led me to her bedroom and dropped her robe. Under-
 neath, she was naked. I was stunned. She carried on a
 casual (although mostly one-sided) conversation with
 me as she slowly dressed for dinner.

 The first time we had sex, Cheryl flung off her clothes
 and fell back on the bed with her thighs spread wide
 and urged me on top of her. The unencumbered view of
 her open glistening sex had me on the verge of orgasm
 even before I entered her.

 Cheryl was amazing in almost every way. Except for one
 thing: Cheryl would not give head.

 I'd asked her for blowjobs on a couple occasions and
 always received a shy refusal. And while she seemed to
 enjoy the attention I paid between her legs, and she
 showed no hesitation with masturbating while I
 watched, there was always a nervous tension when I
 took the first licks within her slick folds. And Cheryl
 never came during oral sex.

 That night, at the party thrown by our neighbors, with
 Cheryl dressed in a sexy black dress, we were surprised
 to meet my ex-wife Carla and her new husband. Chuck was
 a large man with a loud laugh, the type of man you
 expect to stumble through a conversation. But was
 nimble enough to make the awkward situation palatable
 for the four of us. On two occasions I caught Chuck
 ogling my new wife. And though my ex-wife often laughed
 nervously, she was in excellent spirits through most
 of the evening.

 Afterwards, Cheryl stood with her back to me, wearing
 only those little black panties. "Chuck seemed like a
 nice enough fellow," Cheryl said.

 She slid her panties down and dropped them in the
 hamper. My heart ached at the sight of her naked ass.
 And when she turned, the vision of her up-turned
 breasts and manicured pubes put me instantly on an
 edge.

 I thought of Chuck eyeing her at the party. My prick
 straightened under the sheets. "Yes he seemed OK. Why
 don't you come to bed?"

 Her tits jiggled as she approached the bed. I threw
 back the covers to invite her in, but instead of lying
 down to face me, she lay down with her feet at the
 headboard. Her head was at my hips and she gazed at
 my expanding erection.

 She licked her lips and looked at me. "I want to try
 it," she said.

 My heart raced. She lifted my cock between her fingers
 as if it were a Christmas tree ornament. "But I don't
 know how," she said, her voice a little a-quiver.

 "You'll do fine," I whispered.

 She pursed her lips and lowered them to the tip of my
 cock. Her moist lips parted as she slurped lightly on
 the very tip of my prick.

 "That's good," I urged, and she opened wider and sucked
 me deeper. Her mouth was full of warm spit, and I slid
 easily in.

 At first, she explored my cock with her mouth. Little
 licks and kisses and nibbles. She soon found a rhythm,
 and she bobbed tentatively up and down, synchronized
 with her fist on my shaft.

 For a first attempt, Cheryl was marvelous. I quickly
 climbed, completely out of control. My hips lifted,
 and I felt the blood rush. "I'm coming," I warned and
 exquisite pressure rushed to my groin. A huge pulse
 and she grunted in surprise, but she continued to
 stroke and suck. I emptied into her mouth.

 She pulled off and blinked rapidly. A tiny drop of cum
 glistened on her lower lip. I would've kissed her, but
 my heart raced uncontrolled.

 Cheryl shivered. She slipped quickly out from under
 the covers and skittered back to the walk-in closet.
 When she returned, she wore black satin pajamas.

 "Are those new?" I asked.

 "No, I've had them for a while," Cheryl said. "I'm
 just a little cold." She burrowed back under the covers
 and rolled to face me. "Good night," she yawned. I
 reached out and touched the satin material, and I felt
 my fatigue rise. I smiled, closed my eyes, and fell
 into a deep, even sleep.

                        -=*=-

 Comments? Good or bad, I'd love to hear them. Email me
 at poisoniv1@hotmail.com. Or you can find more stories
 like this on my website, http://bounce.to/poisoniv1/

 Copyright (c) 1999 by Poison Ivan. Please leave my name
 and contact information on this story, but do anything
 else you want with it.

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