The Blowjob

Spring 2003        22 yrs. Old

I was having a wonderful time as Miguel’s mistress. I was getting fucked thoroughly and on a regular basis. Miguel was very laid back and didn’t demand a lot from me, other than I get a college degree.

Part of my regular duties was to accompany him to social events. People saw me dressed elegantly and provocatively on his arm. He always treated me courteously and respectfully when out on the town. I learned much about the arts (and how to comport myself as a lady, as well as a woman).

Afterwards was another matter. Then it was time to be his slut and satisfy his needs. I went through several expensive evening gowns. Miguel could be impatient and would often ruin one trying to get it off me.

After I was naked, Miguel would have me kneel before him. He would unzip and pull his ten inch cock out. I was to suck him as long as he wanted. I could only use my lips and tongue. I would be wearing only my jewelry. I was able to take about half his length. I was encouraged to stroke my cock while I sucked him.

Most times, I’d swallow his load. Occasionally, he’d coat my face. It never occurred to me until I was older that he was marking me. Claiming me as his property. After he came, I would suck him hard again and let him fuck me for as long as he wanted.

Silve (his wife) and I were to accompany him to a very special and exclusive event. Wealthy gentlemen would show off their wives and/or mistresses wearing only clothing or outfits made only of jewelry! Silve and I would be wearing the most risque outfits we’d ever worn in public! We would be nearly naked!

That evening, we had our hair arranged high, exposing our necks. We wore diamond-studded chokers. We had long pendant earrings and matching pendant nipple rings. We also had navel pendants. We had short skirts that were really nothing more than loin cloths that barely covered our genitals and our ass cracks. We wore sparkling silver stockings and spike-heeled shoes. Miguel was determined to show off his two trophies!

Silve and I wore short cloaks that barely covered our bottoms on the ride over. After we entered the private estate of our host, we shed the cloaks and exited the limo in our outfits. I’d never seen so many beautiful women wearing so little clothing at the same time. Silve and I were over-dressed compared to the others. Many wore only necklaces and earrings along with their heels.

Silve whispered something into Miguel’s ear. He nodded and we removed the loincloths. Although in her sixties, Silve is still a beautiful, fit, and highly competitive woman. Many of the women gasped and pointed when they saw my small cock with my balls. Many men eyed me with open lust.

We stayed near Miguel the whole evening. While several guests had brought two mistresses, he was the only one to bring his wife and his mistress. And……he was the only one to have a transsexual mistress! Miguel was very proud of his trophies.

On the drive home, Miguel said he wanted a blowjob. Silve looked pointedly at me. I proceeded to bob up and down on his cock.  Miguel had his driver take a longer route home. My mouth was stretched pretty wide as I struggled to take him in. I dragged my tongue along the bottom of the shaft. I kissed the head and licked his slit.

Miguel took me head into his hands and forced me to bob faster. I was gagging under his onslaught. When he came, he forced my head down as far as possible as he filled my mouth with his load. I was choking, but managed to swallow all of it.

After we got on the elevator, Miguel pulled his cock back out, looked at me, and said, ”Again, please.”

Silve held my cloak as I sank to my knees.  I took him into my mouth and started sucking. Several people got on and off the elevator as we traveled the thirty floors to Miguel’s penthouse apartment. Some followed us all the way up just to watch the show. While I am an exhibitionist, this was a little much even for me!

“Suck him really well, so I don’t have to!”Silve commanded!

Back at the apartment, Miguel sat on the sofa and had Silve fix him a drink. He looked at me pointedly and I resumed sucking him. He turned on a cable network and watched some sports channel, me in his mouth.

The first blowjob lasted around twenty minutes. I’d been sucking him nearly an hour when he came again. I was hoping he’d fuck me, but he had other ideas.

“I think I would like you to suck me the remainder of this night,” he said.

I didn’t think it would be wise to refuse him. Although he’d never hit me, I wasn’t sure he wouldn’t dismiss me and find a new mistress. I liked my current status!

He wanted a nice, slow, LONG blowjob. He stopped me several times before he could come. He didn’t want anything fancy, just my lips tight against his shaft, sucking as I rose.

Miguel sipped his drink, smoked a cigar, and watched a soccer game while I continued to suck him. Silve came in to kiss him goodnight. 

My jaw and knees were starting to hurt. I’d been sucking him like a thick milkshake for nearly four hours! He would grab the base of his cock and squeeze if he thought he was nearing coming. He was watching the early morning financial news. And still, I sucked his cock! I kept sucking. I didn’t want him to grab my head and force himself down my throat. 

I love sucking cock, and usually can’t get enough. This morning, though, I hoped I’d never see another cock in my face, ever again!  But, he wouldn’t come!  I wanted to bite him so bad……. But I was going to be a good slut and keep sucking!

My lips were drying out and he let me stop long enough to apply more lipstick. There was probably a bright red ring marking how much of him I took.  I resigned myself to having to suck him till the cows came home! Still, he was always clean and never tasted bad. And who knows what nice new piece of jewelry he’ll buy me his next trip!

Finally, about daylight, Silve came out of their room.

“Have you really been sucking that old fool all night?” she asked incredulously.

With his cock in my mouth, I nodded yes.

“You do know he’s asleep, don’t you?”

He is??? I wonder how long he’d been asleep!

Miguel opened one eye and said, “I would have known if she’d quit, but she’s been a good little girl and sucked me all night!”

"Don’t you think she’s sucked you long enough?” Silve asked. “Angela deserves a break.”

“But I still want my cock sucked!” he said, petulantly.

“Oh, All right!” Silve answered, then fell to her knees. I saw her nice ass as she took him into her mouth. If I wasn’t so tired, I’d fuck her.

She was still going at it when I came out of the shower. 

I sure hope he’s had enough for a while!

For some reason, Miguel was on a blowjob kick. Over the next few days, all he wanted from me was oral sex. I would suck him frequently. He rarely came. He was just enjoying the feel of a warm, moist mouth on his shaft. Even Silve couldn't escape his demands. He was always fully clothed while we were always naked.

I was getting the first bad feelings about my relationship with them.