Sunday, April 5, 2009

Your Lips a Perfect "Suck Me" Size

I didn't think it was possible. I never thought I could think about blow jobs any more than I already did. But, this week, I couldn't think about anything else. So, then I started wondering. I think it's pretty clear from this Tour that we women love blow jobs a whole lot. For a myriad of reasons. And, I know why my man loves them. But, I wanted to know what other men thought. So, I decided to put all my dirty thoughts to good use and conduct an informal and wholly inappropriate survey. I asked some of the men in my universe what they like about BJ's. I wanted more than the standard answer of "Everything!!!" And, boy did I get it. Here is a random sampling of what some of the blokes had to say. I hope you find it as illuminating as I did.

*"It's so intimate. For me, putting myself in a woman's mouth is the ultimate mark of trust."
*"I love the variety of sensations. Hands, mouth, tongue, breathe. It all works so well together."
*"It can make me feel dominated without a rope or handcuff in sight."
*"You can do it anywhere and still stay 99% clothed. Perfect for those red light moments."
*"How wet she gets after she's finished. It makes me crazy for her."
*"When she's on her knees, and she looks up at me while I'm in her mouth. I swear to God, she looks damn near reverent."

Wow, right? I was so impressed with the honesty. There are so many reasons to love blow jobs, it is impossible to express them all here. Plus, I want to save something for the rest of my Tour mates. Let's cut to the good stuff, shall we?

I chose a piece from one of my favorite stories, that also happens to be my first anthology appearance, This Just In. Appropriately enough, the story appeared in Tasting Him, edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel. Please to enjoy.

*
“There is one thing I want to do before I go.”

I reached up and took the paper script out of your pocket and smoothed it out on the desk in front of you. I moved my hands to your zipper. You tried to stop me, stammering about work
and begging me to be serious. But, I didn’t stop.

“I want you to read. Read the news.”
“Are you crazy? What is going on with you?”
“Just do it. Trust me.”


I slipped under the desk in front of you, and reached back into your pants. You hesitated, just sitting there.

“Read. Please?”

My fingers freed your cock from your boxers and I heard your breath quick and erratic above me. You cleared your throat just as I stuck out my tongue to touch you. I heard your voice fill the empty space. I knew I could never have the real fantasy; that this was the closest I would ever get. You were hard, in spite of your clear discomfort. Even in an empty room I could tell you were scared to be caught. After all, this was your job. As the head of your cock eased back in my throat, the news of the day filled my ears. Your voice wobbled a bit, trying to adjust to the reality of me sucking you off at your desk. My hands ran up your thighs, pushing you deeper with each word that came out of your mouth.

“God, you’re killing me.”

I was pretty sure that wasn’t on the page, but I was still happy to hear it. My fingers wrapped around the base of your cock, holding you deep in my throat for as long as I could. I ran my tongue up the shaft and I heard you lose it for just a moment. But, you kept reading as I moved my tongue slowly up to suck the tip. I moved one hand from your leg and reached up my skirt to find my panties nearly soaked through. Pushing them aside, I let two fingers slide slowly inside my pussy. I felt you looking down at me. You stopped reading for just a few seconds. I gazed up at you, reluctantly letting your cock out of my mouth for a moment.

“Keep reading.”

Going back to your cock, I sucked the tip, gently at first. Then, after a few swirls of my tongue, I took it all in my mouth again. I felt one of your hands drop to my head, pushing me down. Despite my best efforts, you kept reading. I heard pages falling to the floor, landing next to my knees. My fingers moved faster inside my pussy, as your cock moved faster in and out of my mouth. Both of your hands were on my head, holding me. Your voice was frantic, like nothing I had ever heard before. The words were tumbling out of your mouth faster and faster, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to hear your voice.

I moved both my hands back up to your thighs, running them over the Italian wool of your pants. Your fingers were twined in my hair as the last few pages of the news hit the floor with the others. You were harder than I had felt you in months. I wanted you deeper in my throat, and I never wanted to get up from under that desk.

“I can’t take much more of this.”

That was all I needed to hear. My fingers dropped back to my pussy, and I felt your legs tremble under me as you pushed and pulled your cock in and out of my mouth. I wasn’t in control anymore. You had gone back to running the show. Your show. I could feel you swelling, like you always did right before you came. Your pace was slow, each thrust deliberate and forceful. I felt the tip of your cock hit the back of my throat each time, shooting another electric shock straight to my pussy. I rubbed my clit with my thumb, and felt everything start to unravel. My orgasm shouted through me, but got trapped in my throat. I had to be content to moan around your cock, my fierce desire to yell turned into a few muffled hums. Your voice, on the other hand, was as powerful as ever. You cried out into the empty room, one last word from your beautiful lips. I felt you release your hands from my hair. Soon, your composure returned.

Calm finally came back to the room, and I looked up at you. Your face was a picture of a million different emotions. You pushed back in your chair, and I retrieved your papers before I stood up. By the time I was done, you were buttoned up and looked every inch the professional news man again. I kissed you, the shock still evident under your unflappable demeanor.

“I should go. You have work to do.”

I walked out the door and left you standing there.
*

Thanks so much for stopping by today. My husband wanted me to thank Sommer for starting all this and everyone else for the wonderful discussion. He's benefited greatly from my one-track mind this week.

Don't forget the Tour continues tomorrow with the one and only EllaRegina. Make sure to stop by and say hello. There may be some great prizes in it for you.

By the way, I'm usually a bit of a late riser on Sundays, but feel free to comment until I arrive. I'll try and get up early for the party!!
_

51 comments:

Anonymous said...

The voice. Yes. His voice alone can make me cum over the phone if that's all he can give me. But his voice, coupled with his presence, is certainly one of the most ultimate pleasures.

Thanks, Heidi. I loved the story because even if I couldn't hear what the man was saying, I could imagine it. And, since spoken words are a turn-on for me, so was the story. I know exactly what he sounded like.

Interesting comments from your male friends. Very honest about intimacy, domination, and the neat and tidy surprise that can whipped out discretely at a moment's notice.

But yeah, the voice. I'm going to be thinking about that all day.

cerulean

Heidi Champa said...

So glad you enjoyed it, Cerulean. Thanks for coming by.

Words really work for me too. Sometimes you just have to hear that right word and it's all over.

Craig Sorensen said...

An excellent excerpt, Heidi. I love the tension and release between the characters!

Since we're talking Tasting Him, I hope you don't mind if I share an excerpt of my story, "Equanimity Unbound" from that same collection. For the record, and harkening back to yesterday's discussion, the hair of the woman in question is very short.


Analisse's arms drained slack as my fingers entered her.

After a bit of exploring her eyes and mouth went wide. I knew that look from the first time I’d found it on Jess.

The g-spot. G as in glorious.

Her hips rocked and her eyes went distant. The self-satisfaction of deep control poured over me. Jess had never responded like this.

Analisse was not done yet. She stroked my rod with a strange, twisting motion. The feeling was intoxicating. My control of her faded like a sunset. My hand went limp in her pants. She softly pressed me back to my seat and opened my tie and shirt. Her head eclipsed my cock as she descended over the console between the seats. She puddled my pants at my feet, spread my legs and eased her mouth over the tip.

“Oh Jesus!”

Analisse struggled to navigate around the steering wheel. I pushed the button down at my side and the seat hummed as it slid back as far as it could go. I released the lever at the side of the steering wheel and it swung up. “That’s better.” The posts in her tongue and lip teased all around my cock. At some point my left hand had been squeezed from her jeans and was now laced in her purple hair.

She lovingly licked every inch of my shaft with her rough tongue.

Alison Tyler said...

Oh, I love that you asked your friends—and that they responded so honestly! I have always wished I could stage the type of dinner party where people just spoke exactly what was on their mind (there is a scene in Too Beautiful for You that is my inspiration). I would love to throw out questions like this and hear the different responses.

Of course, much wine would be involved.

Your piece is lovely, too. As is Craig's.

XXX,
Alison

Heidi Champa said...

I do love that story, Craig. It is such an amazing collection all around.

Thanks for dropping in, hope to see you later on.

Heidi Champa said...

That sounds like a great party, Alison. I hope I am invited. I'd gladly bring something ;)

Thanks for the kind words, that story will always be near and dear to me.

Sommer Marsden said...

I'm late! I sleep in on Sundays and then as per usual, chaos ensues! :) What's new right?

I absolutely love that you asked your friends. And I love their awesome answers. I like the reverence reference (say that 3x fast). Wonderful

Obviously, I will have to be at that dinner party too. I would have so many questions it would be a sin. I would love to get absolutely hammered on wine and get people to tell me are their top secret truths. I think that would be the best dinner party ever even if there wasn't a morsel of food in sight (and if AT is doing the Jalepenos and I am doing the cake, there might not be!)

Thanks for having us, Heidi. I love your snippet. And I love the idea of someone doing something dirty and the other someone having to appeared unruffled. even if it is brief and unnecessary ;) Love your scene it is just perfect!

xoxo
sommer

Donna said...

Oh, Heidi, "This Just In," is one of my favorite stories and I'm so, so glad I got to hear you read it live from New York! It's also interesting to see it in this context, as part of a bouquet of blow job stories. I am so totally there, feeling (and recognizing) every sensation. Yum!

And Craig, oooh, I can feel the strange and unbearably arousing sensation of those posts massaging my penis--and I don't even have a penis.

I think it's very interesting that your male informants seemed to focus on the sense of surrender and trust they feel. I was always confused by the idea that a blow job means a man is dominating his blower. Maybe in "Deliverance," but when I take a man's cock in my mouth and feel that tender skin on my lips, I get a real hit of the trust involved. (And remember of course, a sad report from a man whose first blow job involved the woman biting his foreskin because she thought he'd "like it.") Maybe that's where all the jokes about toothless whores come from, lol.

To think Sunday mornings used to mean church and pecan buns baked from a can of Pillsbury dough!

Alison, I would LOVE to be part of that party. But given blog progressive dinners and blow hard tours, I think you might have a world-wide guest list. BYOB of course.

neve black said...

Good Morning Sunshine!
Oh, what a great idea you had to ask men what their opinions are of receiving oral pleasure. Interesting repsonses too.

I do like AT's dinner party idea. Maybe the two of are onto something for another blog tour? Hmmm....count me in.

I'm fortunate enough to have read your story, This Just In, because I have the Tasting Him and Tasting Her oral pleasure twin set. Your story is truly superb, Heidi. I love all the tension and the potential for getting caught while at work really heightens the situation! Ohhh, la, la.

Also, as far as auditory senses go, it was the Marquis De Sade (master of S&M)that felt out of all five senses, it's our sense of hearing that is the most sexually powerful: the sound of a voice, moans, sighs, breathing and hearts beating are all extremely erotic. I have to agree. I personally have an on going love affair with auditory voyeurism. It's happened to me a couple of times while traveling and it was explosively hot.

One more thing, which is a little off the blow job subject, but last night The Rock n Roll Hall of Fame inducted: Metallica, Run DMC, and Jeff Beck to name a few. Cool, huh? Actually, I'm sure a few of those band mates might have a few words to say about good BJ's.

p.s. Craig, I loved your story as well. ;-

Cora Zane said...

WowWow, Heidi! Smoking excerpt, and I love hearing the best part about blow jobs from men's perspective. That's not only flaming hot, it's *achem* inspirational too!

Unknown said...

I want to come to the dinner party. I'll bring dessert.

Love the blog Heidi. This tour has been so much fun.

XoXoXo
Dakota

Cora Zane said...

Ooh, Craig, thanks for sharing. That's a tasty excerpt! *fans self*

Heidi Champa said...

Sommer, no need to apologize for being late. Just glad you were able to join us. I thought the quote about reverence was the best one. I just loved the idea of it. Such a powerful word.

Donna, I was a little surprised too that most of the guys I talked to didn't mention how powerful *they* felt during a blowjob. I expected more of that, but was so glad the responses were varied and more thoughtful. Thank you for your lovely compliments. That night at In The Flesh was so much fun. Yet another reason that story is special to me.

Erobintica said...

Well, this has been a glorious Sunday and it's not even noon here. Set my alarm for 7am, didn't get up then though ;-) ... took a long 4 mile walk in sunny, spring weather (the good kind, not the rainy kind), and now I'm sitting with my mocha and am here!

Heidi - I have that collection, but hadn't really started reading it yet (so much else on top of it in my pile) - but I think from your excerpt (and Craig's) that I'm going to have to cheat and move it up. My man is a former newspaperman, so I cannot wait to read the full story - and have him read it too.

I love that you have comments from your male friends! I must say that getting my husband to comment on my blog the other night was quite the turn on for me (I'd told him he couldn't come to bed until he read my blog and all the posts and commented - there cerulean, that's how I managed that feat, hehe).

And a dinner party like that would be heaven! Donna must bring cookies!

Heidi Champa said...

Neve, thanks. I too love the sounds. One of my favorite things about blow jobs are the noises both he and I make. Thanks for stopping by.

Dakota and Cora, welcome. Thank you and thank you. So glad you could make it.

I think this dinner party will have to happen someday. It just has too.

Thanks Craig, for adding to the fun. Your story is truly wonderful.

Heidi Champa said...

Robin, my husband used to work in television too. ;) I always say my inspiration for that story was Jon Stewart, because I do love him so much.

SO, where should we have this dinner party? My house would be too small, we'd need a mansion at this rate.

Donna must bring cookies, absolutely.

Marina said...

Oh, Heidi, what a wonderful excerpt! I really have a thing for voices - that whole scenario is just perfect. And Craig! Car sex is a favorite, too! Yum!

Ooh - cerulean, this is great: "the neat and tidy surprise that can whipped out discretely at a moment's notice." That's one of the really great things about BJs -so intimate, so intense, and also (potentially) neat and discrete! That convenience factor really figures into things quite often!

Can I make something for the party, too?

This is such a lovely Sunday morning treat! Thanks, all!

Emerald said...

What a cool idea to conduct a survey, and thanks for sharing the fabulous answers!! It sounds like you know some pretty nifty guys. ;) Really, that was fascinating -- thanks Heidi!

I already experienced the delight of hearing you read this story out loud, of course, and it was much fun to revisit it here too. ;) I wondered if we would hear from this story on your day! I especially love it since you recently mentioned Jon Stewart was your inspiration for it, lol.

And Craig -- thanks for sharing yours too! A lovely leisurely buildup description to when she actually puts her mouth on him...very nice....

Sounds...oh, indeed. I do love the dirty talk. I've also noticed in my visual porn-viewing experience that it just doesn't do it for me nearly as much if sound isn't involved (really wish they'd get rid of the goofy music sometimes, lol).

I'm about to check out of a motel and travel for the rest of the day, so I probably won't be back until much later. I'm so glad I got a chance to stop by before I took off though. Fabulous story and post, Heidi, thanks!!

Ha -- my spam word is "uncold." I would certainly say so!!!

Heidi Champa said...

Marina, absolutely you can bring something to the dinner. At this rate, if we all bring something, we'll have food for days and days. Thanks for dropping in, I'm glad you liked my story too.

I'm also a fan of the unzip and go, makes things so much more dangerous.

Heidi Champa said...

Emerald, so glad you could drop in before you head out. I'm so happy you took the time.

Sounds are a big thing, they can be so powerful all on their own.

Hope to see you later, Emerald. Safe travels!!

Erobintica said...

Okay, two things. One, I love that photo with your post Heidi - leaves so much to the imagination! ;-)

And two - sounds. Okay, sounds do it for me too - I too am an auditory voyeur. I've been realizing that more and more lately. My guy is not real talkative though. Hmmmmmm. Must work on that.

Heidi Champa said...

The picture is Warhol. I love it too. It's from the Blow Job series, I think. I've had it on my computer forever, and I thought it was appropriate.

Auditory voyeurism. I like it. I am too, totally. Sneaking a listen while people go at it. SO HOT!! Glad I'm not alone.

ste said...

that's such a great scene!

Heidi Champa said...

Thanks, ste.

Greazy Tony said...

Hello all, I’ve really enjoyed your tour this week.

I think it goes without saying that I enjoyed all of Heidi's “research” as well. In fact, I’ll be sad to see it go. Maybe we can get a new tour started next week that she'll have to some more hands-on work for. Like, oh, I don’t know: threesomes, surprise sex at work or something.

Anything for science!

Sommer Marsden said...

I was wondering about the photo, too. Very cool. My god, teh Blow Job Series! Why have I never heard of this? eep!

Isabel Kerr said...

Oh Heidi! Wonderful, wonderful, piece. I have a thing for newspaper men too...

Crai-aig! How could you?!?! Where's that fan?

Ya'll can come on over to our place for that party, we've got oh, ten beds or so... ; )

This has been so delightful, I can hardly contain myself. Thanks Heidi, and I'm sorry I missed the party yesterday, it was fantastic too Cora!!!

*this is Isabel, looking a little like Cruella de Ville, (hairwise) vamping til ready, (friday)*

Heidi Champa said...

Thank you sweetie. You are my inspiration.

Sommer,you'll have to Google it. I'm pretty sure that is what the photo series is called. It is a great photo. It says so much, but is so simple.

Isabel, thank you so much. I know, Craig gave me a run for my money today. Tasting Him is such a great collection, and I believe it is part of the prize package. So, you've got a lot of room in your house. That could work. We'll have to talk more about that later. ;)

Sommer Marsden said...

*Tasting Him is such a great collection, and I believe it is part of the prize package*

Yep, it is. Tasting Him, Tasting Her, Ult. Guide to Fellatio, Ult. Guide to Cunnilingus, Playing With Fire etc. etc. etc.

The prize is definitely more than a mouthful. So to speak...

xoxo
s

Anonymous said...

Okay, talking dirty and sex in cars...what next? Craig, you're story was mmmm delicious. I could smell the leather seats, and "puddled my pants around my feet"--I love alliteration like that. I'm an instant fan.

I'd like an invite to the party! I'm fine bringing my own white wine and some nibbles to share.

cerulean

Heidi Champa said...

The prizes are great, Sommer. Someone will be a lucky, lucky winner indeed.

Heidi Champa said...

Cerulean, consider yourself invited. I'm sure we will need a ton of wine. I don't think anyone would object if you brought your own.

Anonymous said...

Cool. I love parties...

Erobintica said...

Heidi's hubby said Anything for science! ROFLMAO!


I just spent several hours in the garden pulling weeds taller than me - very tired but feeling good. Today made up for yesterday's miserable weather.

Will be googling that Warhol series. ;-)

Heidi Champa said...

He is a trooper. And, so supportive too. ;)

Jeremy Edwards said...

How neat that you took a survey!! I hope you can translate this into credit for one of your courses. ; )

Donna:
I can feel the strange and unbearably arousing sensation of those posts massaging my penis--and I don't even have a penis.

LOL

Also very glad I was in NY for the live, um, delivery!

EllaRegina said...

Oh, Heidi! I loved reading those words! I loved hearing them at ITF so this was a treat.

Yes, what thoughtful survey responses you elicited.

For me it's all about the sound -- talking, et cetera. Well, it's about everything, actually, but sound figures loudly, pun intended.

I think we talked about this a while ago and I coined auyerism for "auditory voyeurism." I believe it rhymes with OYerism, which could come into play, too, if the players are Jewish.

I thought that photo was of James Dean. Yeah, I guess it's a still from the movie Warhol made. From Wikipedia:

"The 35-minute film Blow Job, is one continuous shot of the face of DeVeren Bookwalter supposedly receiving oral sex from filmmaker Willard Maas, although the camera never tilts down to see this."

More choices here.

"Unzip and go!" LOVE it.

Zipcar could have a nice tie-in, which would obviously cover BJs on the road, in their cars!

Thank you for more food for thought. Boy, my mouth is full!

:-)

Heidi Champa said...

Jeremy, so nice of you to stop by. That night in New York really was fun.

I loved Donna's comment too. It made me laugh out loud.

Heidi Champa said...

EllaRegina, I thought it was a movie, but I wasn't sure. I had found that still so long ago. Thanks for the info. Seems the picture was quite popular today as well.

Thanks, I'm so glad you enjoyed yourself today. That's right, I seem to remember that word now that you mention it. I do love it, Auyerism. With your permission, I'll have to use that sometime. ;)

Heidi Champa said...

I wanted to thank everyone who came by today, and especially all those who commented. It was so much fun. Don't forget, tomorrow at EllaRegina's.

Feel free to continue commenting. I'll be checking in through the night, but I just wanted to thank everyone before getting too busy with HBO's new season of In Treatment. God, I love Gabriel Byrne.

EllaRegina said...

Seems the picture was quite popular today as well.

I think it's fair to assume that blow jobs never go out of style!

My word: speap

the noise I'm making as I compose my post for tomorrow! It actually relates to what I'll be offering!

Thanks for the, uh, plug...

Heidi Champa said...

You're welcome, EllaRegina. Can't wait to see what you have in store for us.

EllaRegina said...

Me, neither! ;-)

Sommer Marsden said...

I'm about to fall into bed, it's Spring Break here this week! Tomorrow is a long day. Wanted to thank you for having us! And for the fab photo, and penis poll and snippet!

I hope ou had fun. I know I did ;)
xoxo
sommer

Sommer Marsden said...

you. I hope YOU had fun. not 'ou' whoever 'ou' may be. well, scratch that. i hope 'ou' had fun also...

xoxo
s

Heidi Champa said...

I sure did, Sommer. I sure did.

Emerald said...

Home at last, and wanted to come by and read what I missed and thank you again for hosting us, Heidi. :) Hi Anthony!! ;) This tour is such a blast (ha — could we pick a topic with more double entendres?) so far — thanks for this lovely post. :)

Take care and have a great time coming up with more research topics! ;)

Xoxo,
Emerald

Heidi Champa said...

Better late than never, Emerald. Hope you had fun on your trip. I know I had fun here today. Glad you could make it for some of the fun.

Thanks again, to everyone. This truly was, to put it mildly, a blast.

Fedora said...
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Fedora said...

Dragging in very late to say, wow--quite a piece of story, Heidi! And Craig! As cerulean said, words can be quite a turn on :)

What a tour, Sommer!

Anonymous said...

What I like best about giving head is: I don't much like it.

I mean, who wants to gag, choke and slobber on a part of male anatomy that was designed to go somewhere else? Who likes the way he slams it into you just before he cums? Who likes his sticky jizz dripping from your lips and messing your pretty clothes?

Well, I do. All the negatives aside, what better way can I show him, "I love you and I want you to be happy and I know you really enjoy this, so, by God, here we go!"

Giving head is really giving heart, and that's the thing I really love.