Strapon Blowjob: John’s Secret Skill

John gives a mean strapon blowjob

Of course, John’s strapon blowjob was not the only event of the night. But it is the only event worth reporting to you, dear reader.

We meet at the hotel, both of us in the hallway at the same time. Rather than give small banter, as soon as we get inside, I give John a nice, deep kiss. Continuing to kiss, I moved us to the hotel bed. The room was nothing special: air-conditioned, TV on, and a nice red comforter I immediately threw off the bed. I hold John tightly, pressing my lips against his.

Both of us know what the night entails generally- strapon play, including a strapon blowjob- but there’s always the dance around each encounter when we first meet. Sometimes, John and I speak for a little bit, sometimes we get straight to the main event, or sometimes, like now, we engage in basic intimacy. I run my hands over his jeans and shirt as he runs his over my thin summer dress. His hands stop over my hips, feeling unusual straps there.

In response, I lean against his lips and give him another full-mouthed, open kiss. Anticipation grows in my gut. Even though I know what’s next, seeing his reactions never get old.

It seems he didn’t anticipate me wearing my strapon before our meeting. Again, I kiss him, and he lets out a moan as his hands move to the front of the strap. There’s no dildo inserted yet, but knowing I have the strapon harness on is sending his mind reeling. He’s planning how to give me the best strapon blowjob he’s given me yet.

He wants this.

“You want me to fuck you with this?” I ask, leaning in. My lips brush against his ear, and he shudders. “Want to feel me inside of you?”

“Y-Yes,” he says.

I smile.

“You know what you need to do then,” I say.

I pull back, and he gets on his knees, reading his mind for this strapon blowjob. I reach over for my purse, pulling out a silicone dildo- about 6 inches, nothing too big. But I pull it from its fabric bag and adjust it into the harness. Then, I turn back to him. I lift up my dress, revealing the harness and the dildo, nothing else on my hips, including panties. He takes a sharp breath and bites his lip, and I smile.

“Show me that you’re a good boy” I request, raising an eyebrow.

John doesn’t need to be asked twice.

He reaches up and wraps his mouth around the dildo, taking the top of it and then some. His head moves back and forth, and he closes his eyes and moans, giving the impression he’s sucking a real cock.

He takes the entire dildo into his mouth and gags. His eyes are watery, and he pulls back but still has half the dildo in his mouth. I run my fingers through his hair, and he looks up at me. I raise an eyebrow.

“Good boy.” That’s all the reward he’ll get for his strapon blowjob.

After all, the pegging part is my reward, not his, even if he does like it.  However, that’s all the encouragement he needs. John sucks on the dildo, running his tongue along the tip. He takes it all in his mouth and gags on it again.

The wet, slurping noises fill the room and drive me crazy. “Fuck yeah,” I breathe.  I move to sit on the bed, and he follows, still sucking.

“Stop,” I command. He pulls back, his face still beautiful from his strapon blowjob, and I give a kiss to the top of his head.

Now, our real fun can begin.

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