There's an interesting twist in Rachel Kramer Bussel's "Tasting Him": role reversal. I can say with some pleasure - they'rrrre RIGHT. Oh yes, giving head to a woman with a strap-on and a nice hard silicon dildo is a transformation in and of its own right.
My cherry got popped on this a while ago, and I relished every second. She had this amazing dildo from Vixen Creations - nice a long, curved just right, firm, but not too firm, and just... well... yummy!
I knew I wanted to suck it, and suck it hard. We had started the session with the clear intent of her fucking me with it. I love getting banged hard, and even though it was early on a weekend morning, I wanted it bad. The strap-on had been held hostage. She'd been here a month or so before, we'd done it then, and in the ensuing frenzy after she fucked me, and I went down on her for a nice climax, the strap-on and the amazing boner were tucked away in one of my drawers.
"I want my strap=on back" she remarked casually one afternoon as we walked to get ice cream.
"Ok", I said, "but it'll cost you."
She smiled that wonderful knowing smile. The one that said she didn't know what I had in mind, but whatever it was, it was gonna be good. We licked our ice cream, and after a while, conversed on other matters. The strap=on hostage was forgotten.
Until a few weeks ago. She'd stayed over, and we had the whole morning to ourselves. No phones, no work, nothing to pull us out of a warm reverie. Except desire.
I groaned as she brushed against my cock. I get nice morning hard-ons, and this one was pretty good. There was something a little different in her tone. She's not usually so big on sex first thing in the morning. Today, somehow, was different.
I'd shared a particular desire with her a few weeks earlier. I'd thought it forgotten, but the surprise was to come.
"Go clean up" she ordered, pulling the strap-on and the lovely hard silicon cock out of the half open bedside drawer. Surprised but interested, and still nice and hard, I did my business.
When I got back, there she was, spread out on the bed with that nice hard erection securely mounted on her pubic mound.
"Suck" she ordered.
Oh the sheer bliss. I was hard anyway from anticipation. Now? One of those erections that you could probably play craps on and risk cracking the dice. I clambered up and knelt on all fours, lowering my mouth onto her waiting cock. It was bliss. I mean, bliss. In, out, in out. My own juices were sufficient to do the job, and I gave it my all.
I've given guys blow-jobs before, and I love it. There is something amazing about the feel of your lover's cock in your mouth, you can sense those minute changes as your sucking gets him off. you can anticipate the moment before he loses control.
But here? All different. The sensory feedback loop is shifted to the whole body. The female body is amazing, and when it is charged like this, when she herself has control, can draw your energy out and pull it into her through this, it is simply amazing.
So I sucked. Hard. Fast. We changed positions. She fucked me in the mouth. We went on for 15 minutes or so, she taking great delight in the pushing, the control, the absolute dictum of getting herself off, and ignoring me. It was better than I'd had before. Powerful.
And after a while, she knew she wanted to fuck me, but made me put that condom on the cock, and then I still had to suck some more, to get the real deal.
Then she fucked me.
Okay, so I admit it: it was fucking fantastic. To suck and pull and push and then have her drill me like that.
Next, time, I want to try a feeldoe.
