Romance writer Chloe Thurlow

Literary romance

Blowjobs Feel Great and Make a Woman Feel Alive

Blowjobs feel great and made her feel totally wanton and totally alive. She wasn’t sure why.  It was a gut feeling, a desire born in her genes and it been with her as long as she could recall.

Blowjobs feel great. And they made her feel great. It was like time had stopped and all life was concentrated in that frozen moment. When she was giving a guy a blowjob it felt as if the skin on her body was peeling off, evaporating, disintegrating, and she was being reborn in another version of herself

She looked up and smiled. He was waiting for her to unbuckle his belt, unsnap the button at the top of his jeans, lower the zipper. He was wearing white shorts and when his cock emerged from the folds she hesitated only long enough to admire this thing, this creature that is man, this work of art, this object with a will of its own. His cock was long, wide, the head pale pink and it felt as smooth as porcelain as it slid between her lips and down her throat.

‘That’s it, slowly now, up and down, up and down. Don’t think, just go with the flow,’ he said and she remembered the way he had encouraged her with his velvety voice as they jogged across Battersea Bridge and into the park with its Buddhist stupa and green parrots. image shows girl for why blowjobs feel great for women

She paused for breath. She flicked her tongue across the indent at the tip of his cock and softly squeezed the sack of his balls. He sighed. He liked that. She dropped to her knees. She pulled his jeans and boxers down to his feet. He tossed his jacket on a chair, removed his tee-shirt and took hold of the hair at the nape of her neck before setting her back in motion. His taking control identified why blowjobs feel great and made her feel more feminine, more attuned to the role she was born to play. Katie loved being a woman.

‘Open your eyes, look up at me,’ he said.

She could hear the whoosh and slap of flesh against flesh. She held the globes of his backside and slid rhythmically up and down the length of his cock, her mouth expanding and contracting, her senses pricked by the scent of roses. She hadn’t done this for a long time, longer than she could recall, but it’s like…like swimming.  You don’t forget. It’s natural, elegant, ethereal. She felt as if she were born to be down on her knees, eyes wide, a beautiful cock sliding in and out of her throat.

She recalled a lifetime sucking pen tops and ice cream cones. Blowjobs feel great because every blowjob is both the same and different. Like great novels and all great works of art, blowjobs feel great because they are full of surprises, mystery, a glimpse into the new and unknown. Giving head feels right because the throb and rhythm are in tune with the beating of your heart and melody of your soul.  

A dribble of spit rolled over her chin. The moon stood still. There were no appointments. There was no past. No future. There was no angst about not living in the present. There was only the present, this moment rolling into the next moment, the warm flesh that filled her mouth as if the illusive ephemera that had been missing from her life, that driving force that had taken her through myriad glass ceilings and hidden barriers was there, where it belonged, and the void that held her in its grip had departed. She felt his muscles tense. She thought he was going to come, but he stopped and eased himself away from her.

‘You like that?’ he said, and she nodded.

‘You are so vain,’ she replied, and he laughed.

He removed his shoes and jeans. She pulled back the covers. He stretched out across the middle of the bed, his head propped up on the pillows, legs parted, arms wide, his cock, quaking like a sea anemone. He was lean from running, strong from exercise, blue eyes like stars in the silky glow of the table lamp.

She kissed his mouth, his nose, his chin, the hollow of his throat, his chest with its fine spray of dark hair. He pulled one of the pillows from under his head and pushed it below the pit of his back. He raised his legs and she kneeled like a serving girl at the temple of his cock which she devoured in one gulp.

‘Slowly, slowly, catch a monkey,’ he whispered.

Blowjobs Feel Great Because…

She did as she was told, her hair falling over her eyes, her breasts bobbing with the movement, her breathing slow and even. She marvelled, in an abstract way at the design of humanity, how this stranger’s cock fitted her mouth as if it belonged there, as if they were two parts of something, a new key in an old lock that had grown arid and needed the scent of roses to come back to life again.image shows why blowjobs feel great

He cupped her ears and held the side of her head between his palms, directing the motion. She slowed, a spring uncoiling, taking the entire shaft down her throat to her tonsils; slowly down and slowly up, absorbing him until he became a part of her; he belonged to her. That’s why blowjobs feel great, this sense of ownership, of ultimate control. She moved like a nodding oil pump, drawing energy from the shaft of his cock and, for a moment, she became weightless, something ethereal released from the will of gravity.

She looked up across his chest and his eyes opened as if he felt her gaze, her feeling of awe and wonder. He watched her rocking up and down, sucking at his cock as if she were a small animal greedily feeding. Katie didn’t want to rule the world. She didn’t want to be a famous author, a high flyer. She wanted to be just as she was at that moment, on her knees, nursing his balls between her palms, her breasts swaying, her bottom pushed out, her mouth stretched in a rictus, her tightly clamped lips creating a vacuum, the warmth of her throat an oven warming his essence.

He tensed and his palm clamped over the back of her head.

‘Ah, ah, ah.’

Her mouth filled. She thought she was going to gag, a reflex, but stopped herself and swallowed it down. Blowjobs feel great because the taste of semen is addictive and you need to recharge on all that male energy. She came up for air, then sucked out every last exquisite drop, the tip of her tongue spiralling into the slit like a humming bird taking nectar from a flower. Ah, that mixture of ricotta and lemon, that indescribable blend of youth, open air, of man, of why giving head is always deeply satisfying.

He still had his hand on the back of her head and she rocked like a noviciate at prayer, up and down, up and down. His cock slowly softened and she sat back, holding it gently, sliding the warm outer skin through her palm. Her body was wet with sweat and she slithered across his body demanding to be kissed, to share his essence on his lips. Why blowjobs made her feel alive she still wasn’t sure but, at that moment, she felt fully and totally alive. 

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5***** “Something of a triumph – erotica that reads like contemporary literature. Exquisitely written and amusingly daring, it’s very much a novel of today.” Anthony Stancomb, author of Notes From A Very Small Island

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