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I am a 19-year-old housewife and the recent mother of a nine-pound bouncing baby boy.

I had no trouble during my pregnancy, except for the fact that when it became difficult for us to fuck properly, my horny husband constantly wanted me to suck his dick, which has never been my favorite thing to do with him.

Now it’s not that I don’t enjoy the taste and feel of a nice fat cock in my mouth, because I do, and I have always loved sucking dick. Not with Cal, though. He gets too excited, and always grips the back of my head and skull-fucks me, trying desperately to ram his entire eight inches down my throat. Over and over again I have told him to just lie back and enjoy it while I make love to his manhood, but it never works, and now it’s gotten to the point where I simply refuse to give him head anymore.

Last weekend Cal had to travel out of town on business, which he often does. That Friday evening Luigi, one of Cal’s friends from work, dropped by to see him, not knowing that he was away. I told him Cal would not be back until Monday, then invited him to come in and see the baby. I guess new mothers always think that anybody and everybody is dying to look at their wonderful child.

Luigi was polite enough to look at the baby and say nice things. Afterwards I offered him a drink, and we went into the TV room. Luigi made me blush when he remarked that I looked really hot for someone who’d just had a baby. Then he mumbled something under his breath, which I was obviously not supposed to hear, but I did. What he said was, “Hell, I wouldn’t care if you knew how to suck a cock or not.”

Oh my God! Where in the fuck had that come from? I could feel myself getting red. “What was that?” I demanded. “Why did you say that, Luigi?” He tried to pass it off, saying I had heard wrong or something, but I kept grilling him until he finally confessed that Cal had told him I was terrible at sucking dick.

My face burned with embarrassment and anger. I was mad as hell at my husband for sharing something so intimate with one of his buddies, who I barely knew. “Listen,” I said. “It’s not that I don’t know how to give head; it’s that your stupid friend doesn’t know how to lie back and enjoy it!”

I didn’t know I was going to do it until I did it, surprising myself at least as much as Luigi. I stood up and pulled my top over my head, exposing my bare, milk-laden breasts. “All right, listen,” I said defiantly. “If you think you can lie back and enjoy one of my blowjobs without trying to cram your dick all the way down my throat, I’ll prove it to you!” With that I moved between his long, slender legs and slid onto my knees. I rubbed his crotch, which was expanding rapidly, then smiled up at him and said, “You do want to be the judge as to whether I give good head or not, don’t you, Luigi?”

“Fuck, yeah!” Luigi replied enthusiastically. I unbuckled his belt, but when I slid his pants and briefs down to his ankles, I began to think I had just made a terrible mistake.

I have always thought my husband had a pretty big cock, but Luigi had a slab of meat that looked to be almost a foot long, and as thick as a Polish kielbasa. “Oh my God! It’s huge!” I gasped out, feeling a mixture of apprehension and anticipation.

Luigi could see that I was both impressed and intimidated by his manhood. He sat back and smiled mischievously. “Go on, baby, suck it!” he told me. His hard, throbbing, vein-mottled prick was right in my face, its thick cap already dripping precome. I had never seen, let alone sucked, such a huge dick before, but I wanted to try and give him the best blowjob ever, to prove that my husband didn’t know what he was talking about.

With a low moan I opened my mouth as far as I could and took the broad cockhead between my lips, swiping my tongue over the tip. “Mmm, yeah, baby!” he sighed. “You love the taste of my dick, don’t you?” I felt him taking my long blonde hair in his hand, but he didn’t pull on it or try to control my movements as I began to suck him. I looked lustfully into his eyes as he watched me sliding his monstrous dick in and out of my mouth. I was getting very turned on, mainly because he was allowing me to be in control, and to please him in my own way.

I ran my mouth down the underside of his shaft, then sucked and licked each of his egg-sized balls until his scrotum was dripping with my saliva. Then I took his prick into my mouth again, sucking it as deep as I could. I put all of my heart and soul into sucking him, just to get back at my husband. I nibbled, licked and sucked the entire surface of his pungent pole with frenzied delight.

The taste of him and the scent of his musky maleness was really getting to me, and at one point I quickly slid my hand into my panties and began to frig my clitoris. Luigi reached down and began squeezing my swollen nipples between his fingers. I think he was shocked when breast milk sprayed out onto his legs.

After a few minutes his thick meaty cock began to jerk as my tongue methodically swirled around it. I rubbed my clit more rapidly as I felt his legs begin to shake. I slid my middle finger into my opening just as the first blast of his sperm erupted into my throat. His come was tasty, and I gulped it down as fast as it came, while with my free hand I massaged his heavy balls to make sure he emptied out every drop of his seed. He kept spurting for what seemed like minutes, filling my mouth with his come as fast as I could drink it down. I fingered myself furiously, and had a fierce orgasm as I savored the last drops of his massive load. I was determined not to lose a single drop. I wanted to prove to him that if my husband wasn’t such an arrogant ass, he would be getting some of the best head ever.

When I had sucked him dry and had at last let his dick slip from my mouth, I looked up into his eyes and sensuously licked my come-coated lips. “Well, Luigi,” I asked him, “do you still think I don’t know how to suck a dick, like my husband said?”

“Christ!” he replied. “I think Cal is a fucking idiot if he thinks that!” With that he helped me up, sat me on his lap and began sucking hungrily at my milk-filled breasts. It was a good thing I had already given the baby his dinner. He got me so worked up that I soon found myself lying on the couch with my head in his lap, once again feasting on his long thick cock.

He begged me to let him fuck me, but I told him I was not ready to try to take that huge log inside me. But I did give him an invitation to stop by from time to time, whenever Cal isn’t home, and let me give him a blowjob. So who knows what might eventually happen?

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Bad Head?

I am a 19-year-old housewife and the recent mother of a nine-pound bouncing baby boy.

I had no trouble during my pregnancy, except for the fact that when it became difficult for us to fuck properly, my horny husband constantly wanted me to suck his dick, which has never been my favorite thing to do with him.

Now it’s not that I don’t enjoy the taste and feel of a nice fat cock in my mouth, because I do, and I have always loved sucking dick. Not with Cal, though. He gets too excited, and always grips the back of my head and skull-fucks me, trying desperately to ram his entire eight inches down my throat. Over and over again I have told him to just lie back and enjoy it while I make love to his manhood, but it never works, and now it’s gotten to the point where I simply refuse to give him head anymore.

Last weekend Cal had to travel out of town on business, which he often does. That Friday evening Luigi, one of Cal’s friends from work, dropped by to see him, not knowing that he was away. I told him Cal would not be back until Monday, then invited him to come in and see the baby. I guess new mothers always think that anybody and everybody is dying to look at their wonderful child.

Luigi was polite enough to look at the baby and say nice things. Afterwards I offered him a drink, and we went into the TV room. Luigi made me blush when he remarked that I looked really hot for someone who’d just had a baby. Then he mumbled something under his breath, which I was obviously not supposed to hear, but I did. What he said was, “Hell, I wouldn’t care if you knew how to suck a cock or not.”

Oh my God! Where in the fuck had that come from? I could feel myself getting red. “What was that?” I demanded. “Why did you say that, Luigi?” He tried to pass it off, saying I had heard wrong or something, but I kept grilling him until he finally confessed that Cal had told him I was terrible at sucking dick.

My face burned with embarrassment and anger. I was mad as hell at my husband for sharing something so intimate with one of his buddies, who I barely knew. “Listen,” I said. “It’s not that I don’t know how to give head; it’s that your stupid friend doesn’t know how to lie back and enjoy it!”

I didn’t know I was going to do it until I did it, surprising myself at least as much as Luigi. I stood up and pulled my top over my head, exposing my bare, milk-laden breasts. “All right, listen,” I said defiantly. “If you think you can lie back and enjoy one of my blowjobs without trying to cram your dick all the way down my throat, I’ll prove it to you!” With that I moved between his long, slender legs and slid onto my knees. I rubbed his crotch, which was expanding rapidly, then smiled up at him and said, “You do want to be the judge as to whether I give good head or not, don’t you, Luigi?”

“Fuck, yeah!” Luigi replied enthusiastically. I unbuckled his belt, but when I slid his pants and briefs down to his ankles, I began to think I had just made a terrible mistake.

I have always thought my husband had a pretty big cock, but Luigi had a slab of meat that looked to be almost a foot long, and as thick as a Polish kielbasa. “Oh my God! It’s huge!” I gasped out, feeling a mixture of apprehension and anticipation.

Luigi could see that I was both impressed and intimidated by his manhood. He sat back and smiled mischievously. “Go on, baby, suck it!” he told me. His hard, throbbing, vein-mottled prick was right in my face, its thick cap already dripping precome. I had never seen, let alone sucked, such a huge dick before, but I wanted to try and give him the best blowjob ever, to prove that my husband didn’t know what he was talking about.

With a low moan I opened my mouth as far as I could and took the broad cockhead between my lips, swiping my tongue over the tip. “Mmm, yeah, baby!” he sighed. “You love the taste of my dick, don’t you?” I felt him taking my long blonde hair in his hand, but he didn’t pull on it or try to control my movements as I began to suck him. I looked lustfully into his eyes as he watched me sliding his monstrous dick in and out of my mouth. I was getting very turned on, mainly because he was allowing me to be in control, and to please him in my own way.

I ran my mouth down the underside of his shaft, then sucked and licked each of his egg-sized balls until his scrotum was dripping with my saliva. Then I took his prick into my mouth again, sucking it as deep as I could. I put all of my heart and soul into sucking him, just to get back at my husband. I nibbled, licked and sucked the entire surface of his pungent pole with frenzied delight.

The taste of him and the scent of his musky maleness was really getting to me, and at one point I quickly slid my hand into my panties and began to frig my clitoris. Luigi reached down and began squeezing my swollen nipples between his fingers. I think he was shocked when breast milk sprayed out onto his legs.

After a few minutes his thick meaty cock began to jerk as my tongue methodically swirled around it. I rubbed my clit more rapidly as I felt his legs begin to shake. I slid my middle finger into my opening just as the first blast of his sperm erupted into my throat. His come was tasty, and I gulped it down as fast as it came, while with my free hand I massaged his heavy balls to make sure he emptied out every drop of his seed. He kept spurting for what seemed like minutes, filling my mouth with his come as fast as I could drink it down. I fingered myself furiously, and had a fierce orgasm as I savored the last drops of his massive load. I was determined not to lose a single drop. I wanted to prove to him that if my husband wasn’t such an arrogant ass, he would be getting some of the best head ever.

When I had sucked him dry and had at last let his dick slip from my mouth, I looked up into his eyes and sensuously licked my come-coated lips. “Well, Luigi,” I asked him, “do you still think I don’t know how to suck a dick, like my husband said?”

“Christ!” he replied. “I think Cal is a fucking idiot if he thinks that!” With that he helped me up, sat me on his lap and began sucking hungrily at my milk-filled breasts. It was a good thing I had already given the baby his dinner. He got me so worked up that I soon found myself lying on the couch with my head in his lap, once again feasting on his long thick cock.

He begged me to let him fuck me, but I told him I was not ready to try to take that huge log inside me. But I did give him an invitation to stop by from time to time, whenever Cal isn’t home, and let me give him a blowjob. So who knows what might eventually happen?

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