It felt firm and slid effortlessly between my lips.
Thomas moaned, and I began licking his shaft, then circling his glans with my tongue.
He was lying on his back, and I was kneeling over his manhood.
I took all the time in the world—we both wanted only this one thing: the perfect blowjob.
I wanted to feel him deep in my throat
I started pressing my head harder against his cock; I wanted to feel him in my throat—I wanted him to come deep inside my throat.
And that’s exactly what he did. Intensely. And for a long time.
It felt divine.
I’ve known Thomas for several years now, and we see each other regularly.
Just like on this weekend trip to Ibiza.
Only gets turned on by blowjobs
He wanted to go to Ushuaia, the legendary club.
To dance, to let loose, to enjoy life to the fullest.
And he wanted sex. But only in one specific way.
Thomas felt nothing during vaginal or anal sex—his desire only arises and explodes during a blowjob.
Thomas is a truly wonderful man. Entertaining, attentive, generous.
Every time we’re together, he politely asks if I mind if it’s all about him.
No, I don’t mind—on the contrary.
I love sucking his dick
I love this special, truly unique intimacy that we share.
For me, it’s a truly wonderful feeling to suck or lick a cock. To feel with every fiber of my mouth how it grows and twitches, swelling up inside my mouth.
I like to let his cock go limp again, only to bring it back to life with my tongue. What most people don’t know: Our tongue is like a sensual microscope. Whatever we touch with our tongue always feels three to four times as intense as when we touch it with our skin, for example.
Maybe that’s why I’ve loved giving blowjobs ever since I first had sex.
Ibiza and the most amazing oral sex
So Ibiza was a wonderful series of amazing blowjobs and intense orgasms in my mouth.
And yes, even my own. Because I can come when my partner is so turned on that it sweeps me away.
On Saturday morning, after we left the Ushuaia at seven o’clock, we drove to the beach in our cute rental car, a Fiat 500.
No one was there; the little bar where we wanted to have breakfast stood there peacefully, closed. We couldn’t have breakfast until 10 o’clock.
The waves on my clitoris
After that night of dancing, we were in a trance—a wonderful feeling with warm sand between our toes, a gentle breeze, and lapping waves.
Thomas tenderly took my hand, and we walked to the water’s edge.
“Take everything off, please,” he whispered.
I let my short dress fall to the sand and slipped off my panties.
He asked me to lie down, with my legs spread apart and my butt in the water.
I lay down, and the waves lapped gently and softly against my butt. Tenderly and kindly. I relaxed and spread my legs. I wanted the waves to wash over my clitoris, too; I wanted to feel that sensation there as well.
He slid his tongue into my vagina
Thomas went into the water fully clothed, dropped to his knees, and began to lick me.
With a skill, passion, and intensity I had never felt before.
He slid his tongue into my vagina, teased my clitoris, and didn’t touch me anywhere else.
It took one, at most two minutes, and I came with tremendous force.
Thomas kept licking the whole time.
I didn’t really like it, but at that moment I would have given anything for it to never end.
The gentle waves and his amazing tongue made me come three times on that wonderful morning. Each time more intense, more beautiful, and warmer.
Later, as we sat at breakfast, neither of us said a word—we just smiled…
