Assignment 043011: Blowjob Friday!

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Breanne - I know it's your TOTM, but that shouldn't stop you from doing assignments. Today is Blowjob Friday, and it's time to get back to your earlier roots. Today you will insert your vibrating anal beads and you will wear your butterfly clitoral stimulator OVER your panties, but under your shorts or skirt. You will wear a tight "sexy" tee shirt. You will turn the vibrating anal beads to maximum. You will set the clitoral stimulator to low. You will also bring your Stinging O and your alligator nipple clamps. You will go and find three men, all strangers, and offer them blow jobs. You are not allowed to cum until you have sucked off all three guys. After sucking the first man, you will turn your vibrating anal beads and your clitoral vibrator to medium. After sucking off the second man, you will turn your vibrating anal beads to low and your clitoral vibrator to high. You will then suck off your third man. After he cums you will turn the anal beads off and cum. However, if you have an unauthorized orgasm during your first two blowjobs, after completing the service, you will ask your paramour to apply both the Stinging O to your nipples as well as the alligator nipple clamps and you will wear them through the remainder of your assignment. Should, on the off chance, you have TWO unauthorized orgasms, after completing the assignment and climaxing, you will turn the anal beads back to maximum and apply Stinging O to your clit. You will then find a FOURTH man to suck to completion while you remain clamped, stung, and vibrated. You may have a SECOND final orgasm. Brandon

Usually, when it’s my TOTM (Time of the Month) the general rule is that I’m off. This gives me a break, allows me to catch up on my writing (if needed) and generally allows me to be miserable all by myself. I’m unusually moody during my TOTM and on day four I start cramping pretty bad too. Not good, right?

So why did I accept this one? Because I DIDN’T CUM the day before my TOTM started, so it had been THREE DAYS since I came. That makes a difference. And while during my TOTM I usually abstain from sexual activities, it really doesn’t make me LESS horny.

So Friday afternoon after I had rigged the irrigation sprinklers in the southwest field, I packed what I needed and hopped into my truck. As usual, I stopped just down the road from my farm’s gravel drive and moved to the grill in order to get “prepped”. Prepping wasn’t as …um… revealing as usual though, since all I needed to really do was remove my shirt and bra and put on one of the tee shirts that Kari bought me in college. Friday I wore my “Catholic School Girl Gone Bad” shirt, an overly tight pink shirt that was getting a little thread bare. In fact, all my tee shirts from those days are too tight and a little threadbare. Guess I need new “bad girl” tee shirts, right?

I slipped off my flip flops and then shucked out of my shorts. I had put in the vibrating anal beads before leaving the house, mostly because getting them fully implanted is best done on your back (unless you have help of course) and takes about three or four minutes. Not a good thing to be trying while standing in front of your car. So with my remote in hand, I then grabbed my Butterfly Clitoral Stimulator out of my bag and strapped it on over my white cotton panties.

Why over? Duh. Please tell me I don’t need to explain this.

Next I pulled on my little school girl skirt. It’s red and black plaid and frankly, more than a little too short. With practically no effort I can let anyone behind me see my panties. All it takes is the slightest bend. It’s flared too, so if I twirl, or walk up stairs, it’s loose enough to move on its own. Talk about a cock tease…

I tucked the anal beads remote into the waist band while I stuffed my folded clothing into the bag next to the alligator clamps and the Stinging O, then slipped my flip flops back on. Moments later I was driving away. I decided to head east on I-10 and stop at one of the adult novelty shops that masquerade as “News Stands,” thanks to Houston’s idiotic laws preventing the sale of adult material. It just doesn’t make sense. Tax it and make it legal! That’s all you have to do! We will STILL BUY IT! Put a sin tax on it and voila… budget shortfall gone.

But hey, we’re not here to discuss politics or taxation policies, are we?

I went to the nearest one, which is sort of seedy, but I figured Friday afternoon would net me what I needed and when I pulled up to the front door, I knew I’d have my three cocks sucked quickly. There were plenty of cars. I turned on the anal beads to full and steadied myself for a moment. Then I padded into the shop, my flip flops flapping against the soles of my feet and my breasts straining against the fabric of my shirt. The words “Catholic School Girl Gone Bad” were distorted thanks to my nipples poking up like hard pebbles under the material. When I asked for a cup of tokens and handed the money over, the girl at the counter gave me a disgusted look, even as she handed me the clinking and essentially worthless bits of metal. I thanked her anyway, and walked through the stands to the arcade, my ass vibrating like a California freeway.

There were a couple of guys who noticed my entrance and I played it up for all it was worth. Arcades like this are frequented by gay guys, and while I have no problem with gay guys, they were unlikely to come to me looking for a blowjob. But if I had SOMEONE’S attention, I could get a groove going.

The arcade was very dark and lit with red and blue lights. To be honest, it was the kind of place that under normal circumstances, a girl would be STUPID to be walking around in unescorted, much less wearing a super short skirt and a tee shirt with no bra, which practically screamed “do me!” Of course, since my goal was exactly to get “done”, I was in the right place. I walked down the hall, past a few half opened doors until I bumped into the first guy. His eyes widened and I smiled, stepping up close.

“Care for blowjob sweetie? It’s free,” I said softly.

He nodded and I dropped the cup of tokens and pulled him into the nearest room. He shut the door and I immediately got down on my knees as he sat on the small wooden bench. There was a television behind me, with some sort of porno playing, but I gave him my own little show as I peeled my shirt up, exposing my breasts, and then worked to get his cock out and wet.

I’m a pretty good cock sucker. Hmmm… maybe I need a resume? Wouldn’t that be a hoot! LOL… I’ll write one up for the website’s Character Corner! LOL. Anyway, I’m very very good at sucking cock. There are a few tricks that I use. First of all, don’t just unzip a guy’s pants. If you can, pull the pants down, as well as the guys underwear or boxers or briefs or whatever. You want access to his balls. Trust me. Then the thing to do is have one hand on the shaft, one hand caressing his scrotum, and your lips and tongue circling the tip. While you do the tip, you start moving the hand on his shaft up and down gently until your fingers touch your open lips, then back down to the base. Then after he’s nice and hard and extended, you start bobbing your head in time with the movement of your hand. That way he can’t tell where your mouth starts and ends. His entire cock ends up being “sucked”. You try to get him as deep as possible and between every bob of your head you make sure to do a circle with your tongue around his glans and then really apply some suction. Another fun trick is to actually blow a little air out as you go DOWN on him to. So suck and tongue circle at the top, blow air as you go down, swallow as you hit the bottom.

See? Not so hard? Now there is one other thing I like to do when I get them to the plateau. See guys get hard and horny and then they float there for a few minutes like a boat that’s already filled with water, but still won’t sink. Right then you have to give them a push toward popping. So that’s when I use both hands on their cock. My right hand pumps rapidly up and down on the shaft while I use my left hand in a sort of twisting movement, rubbing my fingers along the edge of their cock tip. If they’ve got foreskin, you pull that back and get that super sensitive area beneath. If they’re cut, you’ve already got access to it! Then the moment they’re bucking, you go back to the suck, lick, swallow, and blow method.

Guy number one came hard, squirting lots of cream into my mouth. Quite a bit dribbled out, but that wasn’t too bad since it landed on my tits anyway and guys like it when a girl is sloppy when it comes to drinking cum. He groaned as it spooled out and I cleaned up every drop like a good girl. Finally he was finished and I gave him a loaded smile. As I helped him get buttoned back up, I asked him to tell any guys he met out in the hall that I was giving three free blowjobs, and two more were available. He grinned, agreed and opened the door.

I turned the butterfly clitoral stimulator on. The assignment called for it to be on medium, while turning my anal beads down to the same setting. Except my Butterfly only has three settings; off, low, and high. So I turned the Butterfly to low and my vibrating anal beads to medium. The Butterfly buzzed against my clit and I bit my lip as the sudden surge of sexual energy exploded through me. Then there was a polite knock and guy number two came in.

He was thin and well over fifty years old, with white hair, a large bald spot, and a wide grin. All he said was “I heard you’re giving free blowjobs.” I introduced myself, told him “yes” and then went back down to my knees, focusing on getting the new guy’s cock out. It only took a moment, despite his assistance (he kept getting in the way) and in less than a minute I had my lips wrapped around his meat.

When you haven’t had an orgasm in well over two days, especially when you are a certified nympho humiliation pain slut, having something buzz against your clit, while your ass is stuffed with another buzzing toy, while sucking on cock, isn’t exactly soothing. In fact, it’s down right stimulating. I found my hips rocking in time with my bobbing head and when I sucked I found my pussy tightening as well, even as I wriggled and jiggled my hips.



I’m sure you know what happened. It was almost karma, wasn’t it? I mean seriously, why do my doms keep assigning me these “do not cum” tasks and then seem SURPRISED when I fail spectacularly? Come on! How was I supposed to hold off with the Butterfly RIGHT ON MY CLIT! BUZZING! With a cock in my mouth and the anal beads in my ass shaking like mad! HUH? HOW? OF COURSE I CAME! Duh.

I came before he did, which sort of sucked. I pulled my head up for a moment and let go of his cock while I fumbled for my bag. I pulled out the bottle of Stinging O and the alligator clamps and handed him the bottle.

“Would you please put a little on my nipples?” I begged him.

He readily agreed and used more than a little. Moments later both of breasts were on fire, and not just the nub. Then I handed him the little metal alligator clamps, connected on the chain and he grinned as he pinched them open. I cupped my breasts, leaning back and presenting. Then there was this explosion of pain from my tits, my nipples seemingly compressed, crushed, and chewed on all at the same time. I gaped, gritting my teeth as the pain blossomed inside me, and then spiraled down to a single point of my anatomy: my clit.

I shuddered, felt my body ripen again, sexual energy exploding through me. I grabbed hold of it, harnessed it, and got cock back in my mouth. He exploded moments later, no doubt turned on by the visual image of my sexual suffering. This time I wasn’t as lucky with the spurt of wet cream and it got in my hair and across my cheek, dripping down onto my rolled up tee shirt. I did my best to lick it all up, while still cleaning my guy’s soda straw, but the tee shirt was toast. Sorta. Anyway, I pulled it off and used it to wipe up some of the extra spunk.

When guy number two left, guy number three was already waiting out in the hall. So was guy number four and five. There eyes widened when they saw the nipple clamps and chain spanning my breasts and I pulled guy number three into the little stall and closed the door.

All I can say about guy number three, is that I wish I had been fucking him instead of sucking him. His cock was huge. And thick too. It would have been much better shoved into my pussy. As it was I ended up having to only take PART of his cock in my mouth, rather than getting most like I usually do. I don’t deepthroat by the way. The only reason some guys like deepthroat is because the girl gags and her throat tightens around their cock and it’s a nice way to humiliate her. That isn’t really something I need to do because usually I’m pretty much already humiliated out the wazoo. I’m also not into gagging. I once threw up at a frat party one night my freshman year while deepthroating. Now THAT’S a funny story… but a tale for another time I guess.

Anyway, guy number three came before I did. In fact, I didn’t cum till I was bobbing up and down on guy number four. Which was well after guy number three, so I was totally in compliance with the assignment.

What? It NEVER SAID I COULDN’T WILLING SUCK MORE GUYS, did it? Nope… Besides, what was I going to say to the line? Sorry, no more?

Of course, that’s what I said after I did guy number six. Told them my mouth was hurting. There were some suggestions about using my pussy, but I told them I was going through my TOTM and oddly enough, everyone of those gentlemen (yes gentlemen!) accepted that. So after guy number six spurted across my bare breasts and I had experienced my fifth orgasm, I licked it up the sperm with a finger. Then I pulled on my cum soaked shirt, grabbed my bag, and was given a nice escort back to my truck.

Once locked in my cab, I turned off the Butterfly vibrator and the anal beads, settling down in blessed stillness. My clit ached. My jaw did too. And as I turned the key in the ignition, I realized that maybe BlowJob Friday should happen EVERY time I go through my TOTM.

What do you think?