Intimate Skilled Blowjob: Giving Him His First Good Blowjob

Intimate skilled blowjob I wasn’t expecting

In fact, I wasn’t expecting to give anyone an intimate skilled blowjob that day, because I had a very big exam in a few hours. Zeke and I were in the library doing a last-minute cram session. While I had on a little sundress and leggings, Zeke wore basic jeans and a very big oversized sweater. It wasn’t his usual, and I joked that he looked like a very big nerd with his glasses.

Zeke joked back with me, that with my makeup so in place just for studying, I looked like I was going to get the professor a blowjob for a grade, instead of taking the exam.

I laughed and let Zeke know that I thought our professor would prefer receiving oral instead of grading an exam. And then, I asked Zeke what he preferred. 

Of course, Zeke didn’t answer. His face went bright red under his black bangs, and he dipped his head down to pretend to focus on our textbook. 

“Seriously? You’ve never had an intimate skilled blowjob?” I demanded, leaning forward across the table. My boobs begin pushing the textbooks towards his lap.

“I mean, a blowjob just once. It wasn’t that great.” Zeke folded in on himself, as if ashamed.

My mouth opened in surprise. I couldn’t believe what he just said.

But when I took in Zeke, I noted how embarrassed his body posture was. Maybe he blamed himself for the bad blowjob? It couldn’t have been intimate or skilled. Anyways, he was extremely stressed out. We had several hours before our final college exam. So I moved back to the work, and Zeke seemed thrilled to have a change of subject.

But I couldn’t believe Zeke, a college senior, had never been sexually satisfied with an intimate skilled blowjob.

I mean, I’ve heard of guys who are so sensitive that a blowjob hurts them. However, Zeke’s comment of “not great” made me think it was just lackluster skills and not anything on Zeke’s part.

“Would you like me to give you a skilled blowjob?”

Zeke jumped hard at that, nearly knocking the table over. “What? When? Right now?” 

Ah, so he was picturing my mouth around his cock. I smiled. “You’re stressed out, Zeke. I want to help with that.” I smiled, knowing his eyes fell on my pink lips. “You just gotta stay quiet, hun. It’s the quiet floor, after all.” 

So I snuck underneath the table, making sure no one had a clear view of me. I didn’t want anyone to discover me giving him an intimate skilled blowjob since we still had an exam! 

I unzipped Zeke’s pants, pulling out his dick. His cock bobbed a little as precum dripped out of the tip. When I moved my tongue to the base of his cock, his hands slammed against the desk. 

“Quiet floor,” I reminded him, purring over his cock. I let my breath move over his cockhead, smiling as his cock twitched in my hand. 

And then I moved my mouth over his head and wrapped my pink lips around it. 

Now, I didn’t just lick his cock. Oh no, I wanted to give him the best intimate skilled blowjob of his life. 

So, I peppered his cock with presses of my tongue, finding out what strength worked for him. My tongue swirled in clockwise, counterclockwise motions, from his hole down underneath his glans. And when I felt his cock twitch, I sucked him down. 

Zeke didn’t last long for me.

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