Deep Throat Diva

“Oh, yes…fuck me! Uh…fuck me! Uhhh…aaah shit…you making me cum, baby…”

“Yeah, take this dick, baby…bounce that ass up on it…”

“Fuck me! Harder…faster…deeper…uh, ooooh…you got my pussy so wide open…”

“Yeah, that’s my pussy…I’ma tear that shit up…”

“Fuck your pussy, nigga…Uhhh, uhhhh…oh, yes…like that…”

“Oh, shit I’m gettin’ ready to bust…Oh, fuck…”

“Give me that nut, baby…bust that nut deep in my pussy…”

“Uh, uh, uh…aaaaah, shiiiiiiit, yo.” He lets out a deep breath. “Whew. I needed that nut.”

“Me, too,” I lie. Truth is I wasn’t even touching myself. Most times I don’t, especially when I’m here at the office. I need, want, the real thing. The only thing this phone shit does is make me hornier, more frustrated and more eager to go out and suck another damn dick. Especially since the nigga I sucked last night, well early this morning, nutted in seven goddamn minutes, literally. Hmmph. He had a nice juicy eight-incher, too. And I was greedily sucking the shit out of it before he cracked his nut all quick and whatnot. I tried to give him the benefit of the doubt since he told me my throat game was like no other he’d ever experienced. So I sucked him another round. Unfortunately, the nigga still busted off quicker than I liked. But he was able to hold out for a whopping fifteen minutes before his knees started buckling. So, basically, I spent more time on gas and travel time than on sucking dick. What a waste! “Look, baby, I gotta go. It’s almost twelve.”

“Aiight, do you. I’ma hit you up later tonight, aiight?”

“Okay, cool.”

“And make sure you answer the damn phone.”

“I will,” I say, rushing him off the line. “Talk to you tonight.” We say our “I love yous”, then hang up. I get up and go into my private bathroom to use the toilet, then freshen up a bit. My mind should be on all these heads I have to do today, but the only thing on my brain at this very moment is getting home tonight and posting another ad.

THREE

Mmmm, daddy…feed me your thick, throbbing dick. Your balls swollen and heavy with cum. Sit back and get a slow, hot, wet and nasty, toe-curling slob job you’ll always remember. Spread my lips. Move in deep. Feel my lips surround your cock as my wet tongue licks you; as the warm fleshiness of my mouth engulfs you. Go deeper. Feel my throat hold the bulbous head of your dick. Oh, yes, daddy, take my mouth; own it, fuck it as if you were fucking my pussy. You ready to get sucked? If so, PLEASE provide me with your accurate stats: age, ht/wt, race, etc.

I couldn’t wait until I finished up my last head tonight and was able to jet up out of my shop so I could post this ad. Talking to Jasper earlier had me so worked up that it was hard for me to concentrate. All afternoon my pussy tingled, thinking about potential prospects for tonight. And I’m hoping there will be a much better selection of men to choose from than there’s been for the last few days. I may be horny for cock, but I will never, ever, be desperate for it. Sucking bottom-of-the-barrel niggas is a no-no!

Tonight, I have decided to widen my search. Although I predominately suck black dick, there have been a few occasions where I have broadened my options and been open to other ethnicities, particularly Italian and Hispanic men. Provided they look good and their dicks aren’t all pink or red-looking, like a half-cooked sausage. Yuck! Pale- skinned men do nothing for me. When I’m sucking a dick, I don’t want it so bright and light that it’s almost glowing in the dark. I also tend to seek out married men, for the obvious reason. I don’t want any damn drama. And they aren’t looking to leave their wives; just looking to get what they aren’t getting at home, most times—a good dick sucking.

Ding. I have one email. I open it:

Hello. You sound like my kind of woman. MBM, 5’10”, 175 lbs; well-endowed. Home alone and need my dick sucked exactly like what you describe in your post. My wife’s away, can host.

Hmmph. When a man says he’s “well-endowed” that shit tells me nothing about the type of cock he really has. So if he wants me to wet his dick, he is going to have to be a bit more descriptive, along with sending me a pic. Interestingly with this email, I know I shouldn’t be too keen on going over to his home to suck him off. However, the thought of his wife walking in on us and trying to attack me, or him, fascinates and excites me. The idea of sucking a man’s dick in his home while his wife’s away and the thrill of getting caught entices me to disrespect her space. I type:

Hey there. Thanks for the response. How old are you? Is your dick thick and cut? I’m not in the mood for any little dick tonight, so please, let’s not waste time. Send a pic of the goods. Thanks!

I have two more emails. I smile, opening up the first one. Hey, nice post! 31, 6’2”, 205 lbs, nice build, blk man. Looking to get this thick seven-and-a-half sucked tonight. Do have wifey so must be discreet.

I reply: Baby, discreet is my middle name. Is your dick cut? I open the next email:

Black male, 39, available all day and night, would love for you suck this dick. I’m also looking to fuck a tight, wet pussy. I live alone and can host. Please be able to take a good, long 20 to 30 minute dicking. I like to get nasty and fuck hard.

Well, good for you. But you won’t be fucking me. I shake my head. This fucker done banged his head thinking twenty minutes is a good, long “dicking.” Hell, I’m just warming up around that time. Give me a break! That’s a tease for me. I can already tell that the minute I clamped my mouth around his cock, and started gulping him down, this fool would nut in less than fifteen minutes. Baby, please! The last thing I’m interested in is a repeat of last night’s quick-draw cum action. I delete his email. One, for not following instructions to provide his full stats; and, two, for being stupid enough to think a twenty- to thirty-minute dicking is something spectacular.

Mr. Seven-And-A-Half sends me another email: Yeah, I’m cut. Do you swallow?

I purse my lips, typing: Good! And to answer your? Not tonight, daddy! It’s a suck and spit session.

Yes, I will shamefully admit that I do love to swallow a hot nut, or two, from time to time. Or have it splatter on my face. However, swallowing or letting someone bust in my mouth isn’t something I do all the time, or with everyone. But on occasion I will suck the snot out of a dick, then either swallow or spit it out. Most times I let them nut on my face, then smear it all over my lips, or I take off my shirt and let them shoot their cream all over my beautiful tits. It all depends on my mood at that very moment. The hornier I am—the nastier he talks, the more likely I’m going to get freakier with it. Nevertheless, I set the stage. I set the rules. And I decide whether or not to suck a dick raw or to wrap it up. Rubberized—dry, flavored, or otherwise—fellatio is always on my terms.

And on those days I’m using condoms, I typically use an ultra thin condom, like the TROJAN 2GO condom—I like these particularly because they come in a pocket-sized card instead of a regular wrapper—or the TROJAN THINTENSITY condom. I also like using the Durex Rainbow colored condoms from time to time. And when it comes to using flavored condoms, my favorites are the banana- and strawberry-flavored ones by Trustex. I don’t particularly care for the grape, chocolate, cola or vanilla ones. But I do like the idea that they’re all colored according to flavor. And the best part is—they’re sugar-free! So I don’t have to feel guilty sucking down extra pounds.

Then there are times when I want to give a man a tingly feeling while I’m sucking his dick without the actual, flavored taste in my mouth. That’s when I use a MAXPRO mint condom. It’s a condom that has a mint lubricant that gives a man a tingly sensation. And what I like most about these condoms is that they come in a sleek, metal case. I use my mouth to roll this bad boy down on a dick, then suck away, giving him a sensationally mind-blowing orgasm. Mmmph!

I receive another email from Mr. Well Endowed. I’m 8 inches, uncut.

Oh, okay. Thanks, but no thanks. Only sucking cut dick. I delete his email, getting up from my computer. It’s already going on ten o’clock and I was hoping to have something lined up by eleven so