The Ultimate Blowjob

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This is a short, true story about receiving my ultimate sexual pleasure, a mind-blowing blow job. I’m not sure I’m any different then most men as I crave a great blow job. Although it may seem selfish, wanting to sit back and enjoy this self-indulgent pleasure, I don’t care. Sure, I love having sex, pleasing the woman I’m with but when it comes right down to it I’d prefer a great blow job.

I’m a lucky guy, fortunate enough to have a wife who enjoys fulfilling our sexual fantasies. If you have read any of my other stories, you’ll see we’ve had some great times, beginning on our wedding night. Did I mention one of the reasons I married her was that I consider her to be the best cock sucker on the planet?

This episode began one nice, warm, sunny summer day last summer as we spent the day at home, lounging in and around our pool. As usual, I wore very little and my wife, Mary was topless wearing only a bikini bottom. We live in a very secluded rural area, our pool surrounded by a privacy fence. Sure, we’ve had a few surprises with people stopping by unexpectedly but people should know enough to announce themselves before walking around the house to the pool. A few of our neighbors have gotten an eyeful as we frequently skinny dip.

This day was no exceptions as a friend of Mary’s stopped by and entered the pool area without announcing her presence first and she got just what she deserved. We were both naked, lying on our loungers, basking in the sun. Melissa was shocked to say the least as she poked her head above the fence.

“Hi guys! Oops, I’m so sorry!” Melissa said as she disappeared behind the fence.

“Hey, get back here! You’ve seen us now so you might as well join us. Come on in, clothing is optional!” Mary shouted.

Melissa opened the gate and slithered around the corner, her head down in embarrassment.

“Come on in and take a lounger. We’ll get you a drink,” Mary said.

“Are you sure this is OK?” she asked. “I am so sorry about the intrusion.”

“You don’t have to take your clothes, I have plenty of bathing suits you’re welcome to wear if you like. We can get dressed too if you’d be more comfortable,” Mary said.

Melissa was quite a bit younger then us, about 30, as we were each pushing 50. She had a great little body and enjoyed wearing form-fitting clothes with low necklines. Her response didn’t surprise either of us.

“Nope, when in Rome…..” Melissa said as she started taking off her clothes.

Mary got up and retrieved a wine cooler from the cooler on the deck, handing it to Melissa as she continued disrobing. She never hesitated, in just a few seconds she stood naked as if it were an every day thing for her.

“Damn girl, you look great,” Mary said.

“Thanks, so do you,” Melissa said.

All I could do was stare and try to conceal my growing erection. I was used to Mary walking around naked at the pool and still got erections constantly but with her sexy young friend now joining us, I couldn’t contain it. I had to grab a towel and lay it over my lap to cover up.

“What’s the matter Hun, see something you like?” Mary asked sarcastically.

I couldn’t speak so I did the only thing I could think of and kept the towel around me and slid into the pool, keeping the towel around me until the water was over my waist. I stood resting my arms on the side of the pool, watching these two sexy women carry on their conversation as if nothing were out of the ordinary.

Melissa was tall, brunette and trim with perky tits and great nipples. I’d say she had a nice C-cup, definitely natural too. Fuck, I was so horny. The ladies consumed their drinks, then each opened another, passing one to me too. Then they joined me in the pool to cool off. I edged away, still sporting a hard-on and knowing my chest was noticeably heaving in excitement.

“So when do I get to see Dave’s naked body?” Melissa asked. “Got something to hide?”

“Ah, no. I’m just a bit uncomfortable naked in front of another woman, sorry.”

“Have a few more drinks then and loosen up,” Melissa said. “I’d like to see the goods.”

We did just that, each consuming at least 3 or 4 more and all feeling a bit free-spirited by then. My erection had subsided but my sexual interest hadn’t though as my eyes were still checking out Melissa’s body. Soon I had gotten up enough courage to make my way toward the pool steps, climbing out of the pool, taking my place on my lounger, without the towel.

“Hmm mm, looking good old man,” Melissa said slyly, checking out my manhood. “Look like you’ve been hitting the gym.”

I could feel myself swelling with the thought of my new found attention. I drank enough that I was bold now, not bothering to cover up.

“Damn Dave, are you getting excited?” Melissa asked., staring at my crotch. “Guys just can’t control those things, can they?”

“I guess I am, sorry,” I said.

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