After a Four Day Streak I took a Break. Bad Idea.

After I got home from picking up the kids after my quick hookup with Alex I had hung out and watched a show with the kids before sending them off to bed, and then once they were asleep I decided it was time to both reminisce about the BJ from earlier as well as use my new clit-sucking toy that I have been enjoying. I quietly used it, and during the use I started thinking if it would be a terrible idea to bring this thing with me and use it while giving a blowjob to someone.

The next day, I didn’t see Alex. It was now at this point that I decided to stalk him a bit and went to the schedule printed on the wall. I saw that the next day he worked the late shift, the same one as me. I laughed myself off, I hadn’t “stalked” anyone ever in my life, and I couldn’t believe I was doing it now. I picked the kids up from school and we made dinner together. We had a really great night.

As I was laying in bed, I got to thinking about it and how I had given blowjobs to 4 guys over the past 4 days, breaking my “streak” (god, that sounds terrible) that day. It was technically 3 guys, since I had been with Alex twice (Ben, Alex, Sam, Alex). I sort of laughed to myself, thinking of what a slut I had become, but then shaking that off. No, I’m a newly empowered, independent woman with needs and I’m expressing those needs in a form that’s pleasing to both me and others. This is literally a win-win.

I also thought it was ridiculous. Here I was, just a few months into exploring my sexuality, and I’m overly horny from missing just one single day. I got out my clit-sucker again and used it under my sheets while scrolling through Tinder. Once I was satisfied, I went to sleep.

The next morning (Jan 12) I dropped the kids off and went straight to the gym. I had plenty of time to get a really good workout in and I was excited. During my workout, I started thinking again about how I can just go see Alex on a whim and the prospect of it really turned me on.

I continued working out, trying to distract myself from it, but eventually decided fuck it, I’m going over. I cut my workout short, showered quickly, and then hopped in my car. I still had a few hours before my shift, and I know his shift starts at the same time, so we should be good.

I drove over to his place, hopped out, and knocked on his door.

No answer. I knocked again, no answer.

I turned and started walking to my car and texted him, asking where he was. He didn’t reply. I jumped in my car, disappointed, ready to head home and I saw him pull into the lot. He got out, grabbed a bag of groceries, and started walking up the stairs. I jumped out and followed him up the stairs, he didn’t notice me.

He opened his door and started walking in, and from right behind him I said, “mind if I come in?”

He jumped, completely startled and I laughed. He nearly dropped his groceries, which I’m incredibly glad he didn’t. He awkwardly invited me in, so I walked past him into the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water while he unloaded his refrigerated stuff and watched.

He put the milk in the fridge and closed the door. He turned around and was about to say something, and I set my glass on the counter and got down on my knees. “No grabbing my hair this time, ok?” He shook his head and started to slide down his pants. I grabbed and helped him slide them the rest of the way down. I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer and I slid my mouth over his limp cock.

I bit down just a little and pulled it back, stretching it just a little before sucking hard and sliding him all the way in. It only took him a few seconds to get completely hard and then I started at a steady pace. I got up on my knees a bit. I found this to be way more comfortable on my leg muscles and my eyes were just below belly button level, so his cock was pretty much standing straight up.

I had to put most of the focus on the tip, bending my head down just a little and making faster, more shallow motions, so I decided I needed to put a lot of suction in this. He started rocking his hips just a little, almost thrusting, and I stopped him by holding his hips still. I didn’t want to be fucked in my mouth, I wanted to suck his dick. I gave him a “hmm mmm” noise and he understood.

He stopped moving pretty much immediately until his legs started to tremble a bit. This was his sign. I crouched back just a little bit and took him deep in my mouth, and he came hard. He started moaning loudly and making his cute whimpering noises while I slowed down and gave him less suction.

I grabbed his softening dick, gave his tip a little tongue swirl, and stood up. I smiled and gave him a quick eyebrow raise and turned, grabbed my keys from the counter and opened the door, which was literally right next to his fridge. I closed the door and then an older woman walked right by, and I smiled at her, then had a good laugh. If she had been just 2 seconds earlier, she would have seen Alex with his pants around his ankles.

I bumped into Alex a number of times at work, but neither of us gave any sort of indication of what happened that morning.