Jessica’s Oral Fixation

PATRICK FERGUSEN

When my girlfriend, Jessica, went on her latest diet, I tried to talk her out of it. She’s perfect as is, and besides, I’ve always preferred my women with a little meat on their bones. But Jessica was insistent that she needed to lose a few pounds before serving as maid of honor at her sister’s wedding, so I prepared myself for what were sure to be a miserable few months. Nothing good ever comes from Jessica’s diets. She spends weeks at a time depriving herself of her favorite treats, and she expects me to do the same in a show of support. Then even if she hasn’t ripped my head off out of hunger-induced rage, she’s lost some of her soft, sexy curves. Either way, I come out the real loser.

Jessica’s newest weight-loss effort came from some kooky blog she’d found online, and she insisted it was a game-changer. I was sure the only game it would be changing was mine, and my ability to get laid until after the wedding, but for once, my girlfriend had found a diet that actually appealed to me.

Jessica printed out the guidelines and hung them on the fridge, but I had no intention of reading them, so she summarized for me. “Basically, it says you have to keep yourself occupied so you don’t eat,” she told me. “And that means your mouth, too. They suggest drinking lots of water, and if you have to do more, it says you can suck on a lollipop or chew on some ice so you feel like you’re eating but aren’t actually ingesting more than a few calories.” It sounded pretty straightforward and unimpressive, and I dutifully fixed our icemaker and stocked up on sugar-free lollipops and ice pops.

For a week or so, things went as I expected. Jessica nagged me constantly to “step away from the snack cabinet” and eat healthier treats, and though she seemed to be holding up better than usual, I was getting tired of spending all day listening to her crunch through cups of ice and slurp loudly on her lollipops. Then, her tactics changed.

I was in the bedroom, trying to read a book, when Jessica came in. “I’m sick of ice and candy,” she announced. “I looked up what else I could do, and it says I can’t chew gum or suck on a mint.” There was a strange twinkle in her eye as she said that, and I wondered why she suddenly appeared excited by the idea that she couldn’t eat. “I did think of one technique that might be a good substitute,” she continued, “but I need your help to test my theory.”

I put down my book and stood up, figuring I’d be running to the store to pick up whatever the new miracle snack was, but as soon as I was on my feet, Jessica dropped to her knees in front of me. She pulled down my sweatpants and boxers in one swift jerk, and the next thing I knew, she was fondling my dick as she worked to get me hard.

My cock responded quickly to her touch. Once she had my prick standing at attention, she leaned in and sucked the crown into her mouth. Oh yes! Her tongue swirled around my cockhead a few times before she pulled back and started flicking at the very tip.

She teased me briefly before she sucked me in again, this time pulling me in even deeper. Once she clamped her lips back around my dick, she traced her tongue along the underside. I felt my cock twitch, and I wasn’t sure how long I would last. Her oral attention felt too good.

Right when I was starting to think that I was going to come, Jessica pulled back completely. I was startled when I felt cool air hit my dick, and I looked down to see what had caused her to stop. My eyes met Jessica’s, and she said, “Mmm, I was right. This is definitely better than sucking on ice cubes.”

My cock throbbed at her words. I couldn’t speak, but I grunted my agreement and thrust my hips toward her, suggesting she get back to it. She smiled and moved in again, taking my dick into her mouth until my tip touched the back of her throat. I sucked in a breath as she deep-throated me, and when her tongue tickled the base of my cock, I felt my arousal became even greater. Jessica was really giving that blow job her all, and with the way her tongue and lips were moving, and the suction she was applying, I knew there was no chance in hell I’d last much longer. And I didn’t care. I wanted to come more than ever before.

My girlfriend started bobbing her head along my length, sucking me from base to tip and back again. The rapid movement and pleasure was enough to set me off, and I groaned loudly as I shot my load straight down her throat.

But the fun wasn’t over yet. As soon as Jessica had swallowed every drop of my come, she pulled back, looked up at me and said, “Sweetie, aren’t you getting hungry? Do you need me to get you some ice, or maybe…something else?” I knew what she was suggesting, and I was more than game to test out her new method of appetite suppression.

I got down on the floor with her and pushed her onto her back so I could pull off her pants and thong. Then I lay down between her legs and got to work. She was already wet with anticipation, and my tongue moved easily over her slick lips.

I licked around her cunt, cleaning up the juices that clung to her slick flesh, then I started to fuck her with my tongue. I thrust deep into her as she writhed and twisted, her thighs squeezing my head as I hit just the right spot.

Wanting to tease her the way she’d teased me, I pulled back when she started to get really excited and slowly licked around her mound again. I kept up the charade as long as I could, but when she reached down and tried to guide my head back to where she wanted me, I gave in immediately. At the first stroke of my tongue across her hot button, Jessica’s pelvis thrust up at my face, and I had to hold her down to stay on target. Once she stilled, I returned to her clit and sucked the nub between my lips. I sucked her and licked her, driving her crazy, and when I felt she was on the verge of orgasm, I nipped at her nub, sending her over the edge.

Afterward, we dressed and went back to what we’d been doing before our brief interlude. But I knew it wouldn’t be long before we went for round two. After all, Jessica had a new dress to fit into, and I wanted to be a supportive boyfriend.