Oral: Erotic Stories of Going Down #Giveaway

I worship cock and Daddy devours pussy. When the opportunity to help Cleis Press promote an anthology dedicated to oral sex came up, it was an easy yes, yes, please, oh yes, more, yesssssssssss! Wait? What were we talking about? Oh yes, a new book. Sorry! Anyway, take a look at the excerpt, and if your juices are flowing by the end of it, get your copy!

Oh! And one copy is available for giveaway. All you have to do to enter is leave a comment below sharing whether you like to eat or be eaten or, conversely, suck or be sucked…or BOTH! Make sure to leave your email address. I’ll do a random drawing on Sunday for the winner.

Blurb:

Mind-blowing oral sex can be the epitome of pleasure itself. Curated by the editors of the wildly popular Penthouse Variations magazine, this voracious volume goes deep into the throes of oral delight. Both new and well-known erotic writers satisfy the hungriest mouths while dishing up an array of below-the-belt feasts. In this collection of short stories, lovers explore the delicious ways oral sex can be an act of affection and tenderness, a testament to devotion, or an expression of pure, hot lust. Going down is an experience meant to be savored… and shared.

Excerpt from Alison Tyler’s Lickety Split:

When we got to his apartment, Zach gave in. As soon as the door was shut behind us, he stripped and pushed me to my knees. I gave him head like a pro. I licked the tip of his cock, then slowly began to work my way down the shaft. I wondered how much teasing Zach could take. At the beginning, he simply leaned against the wall and let me work him at my own speed. I was interested to see if I could make him lose his cool. I mouthed the head of his cock and then began to suck on the knob. I indented my cheeks and really focused my attention on the first inch.

But after all that torture, Zach had reached his limits. He couldn’t wait, and in a flash I understood why he hadn’t wanted to go for it at work. Zach was unable to stay quiet. He gripped me and began to fuck my face, and as I sucked him, he moaned loudly. “Oh, baby,” he groaned. “Your mouth is so warm. I can’t believe this is happening. Finally. I’ve fantasized about this moment for so long.”

He got louder and more explicit as I sucked him. I would never have guessed how dirty he was. He described the different images he’d jacked off to over the previous two months. “I wanted to have you suck me, and then jerk off all over your body. Then I thought about putting you up on the counter at work, spreading your legs and licking you to climax right there, where anyone could see.” I rolled with the change of pace, flicking my tongue against the slit in the head of his cock before striving to deep-throat him. He never stopped talking, and I felt myself growing wetter at his words. He was turning us both on, and in seconds, I was drinking his cream, relishing every drop. He didn’t stop talking even then, praising me for how I’d made him feel, telling me that heaven had nothing on my mouth.

“I had to get that out of the way,” Zach said, “so I could take my time with you.” We headed to his bedroom, where I stripped out of my clothes as fast as I could. We seemed to have the same idea. Sixty- nine was the number on both of our minds. Zach was on the bottom, and I climbed on top, and this time I got the chance to show off my oral expertise. I moved back and forth between bobbing on his rejuvenated dick and pushing forward so I could get in there and lick his balls. Zach spread me open with his hands and twirled his tongue around my clit.

“I wanted to eat you out that very first day,” he said, when he came up for air.

“Yeah?” I was short of breath.

“You were wearing that little orange sundress, but it was so hot that day. You know, the first sweltering day of summer. The fabric stuck to you, and I wanted to peel it up and sink to my knees, wanted to see if you were wearing panties under the dress.”

“And if I was?”

“If you were, I was going to eat you through them, suck on the front part until it was wet from you and wet from my mouth. Only when you were begging would I have pulled your panties down and given you the first feel of my tongue.”

“And if I wasn’t?”

“I didn’t think you were. The panty lines would have shown, wouldn’t they? So if you weren’t, I was going to give you a spanking for being so naughty as to show up on the first day of work without knickers. And then I was going to eat your pussy until you came and then eat your asshole until you came again.”

“Oh fuck,” I sighed blissfully. “Oh god, Zach.”

I had my lips around his cock once more, and I ground my cunt against his mouth, not so much to stop him from talking, but to get off on his words in a literal sense. It didn’t really matter what he was saying now. He could have been reciting our special drinks: Shot in the Dark, Americano, Cappuccino, Black Eye, Black Tie, Zebra Mocha, Macchiato… The feel of those words against my most tender skin was what ultimately did me in. I came with an unexpected inten- sity, and my uncontrollable moans around his cock brought him to his own finish line. He climaxed a second after me, and I managed to drain him once more.

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