"Look," she began, "I'm taking this thing in my mouth, so don't…"

"Shut up!" I snapped, and she fell silent. "It's not `this thing,' it is MY cock. This kind of blowjob I can get from my hand. Now, cover your upper teeth with your lips, your lower teeth with your tongue, and let that tongue swirl the underside of my cock as you suck. And let my dick get plenty wet. Use some suction, and move your head from side to side as you go, with some passion. Now and then take it out and lick it. And I expect you to suck me a lot deeper."

"Deeper? How can I? My mouth was full as it was. You're too big."

"I guess you'll have to work something out. Oh, and use your hands to jack the shaft and fondle my balls while you suck." I leveled my gaze at her, "Now. Get back to work."

She took my cock in her mouth again, and this time was much better. I could feel her tongue playing along my glans and she applied a good amount of suction as her head bobbed up and down. She still was takeing only two or perhaps three inches, but the feeling was wet, warm. and wonderful.

I put her left hand on my dick and her right on my balls, and she drew her knees up to support herself. Her left hand began to jack my shaft, with just the same rhythm as her mouth sucked me. With her right hand she stroked my hairy balls; a ticklish feeling, but it always adds something to the experience. All in all, a good start.

After a few minutes of this I felt her saliva running down my shaft and onto my balls, and her mouth was getting smoother and looser. I put my hand on the back of her head, my palm covering the pink ribbon she had there, and pushed her down farther, so she was talking half my length with each downstroke. This increased her suction as she tried to take more and more of me into her mouth.