Eight years of my life have completely gone into the trash can. That’s how I’ve been feeling since Marcus broke up with me, I knew it would happen, it was either that or getting married and I know Marcus, he just wasn’t ready for that commitment, so one day he took me by surprise saying we were over, just like that, and as ironic as it is, I agreed. I didn’t feel the punches of his words until after a couple of days when it truly sank in, and here I am, a year later, still thinking that if I flirt with someone else, I’m cheating on him.
I have no idea how to flirt again, or date, it’s like I have completely lost my social skills during those years, and Marcus, he’s the most outgoing guy I’ve ever met, so of course, he has a new girl. I had no idea how to overcome this barrier that he left in me, I used to feel so insecure about myself until Dean, a mutual friend who has been quite supportive of me since my breakup, started encouraging me to get dressed, and go out and see what happens.
It was one of those failed nights in which I tried to meet someone new and was completely unsuccessful and I had probably the most stupid but brilliant idea. I called Dean that night and told him I had something very important to tell him and it had to be in person, that I needed his help. He was pretty concerned and told me to come to him right away, so once I arrived at his place, he walked out of his house and asked me if I was okay.
“Yeah, of course, I’m fine,” I told him
“Good, don’t scare me that way,” he said to me as I followed him inside. “So, what is this all about?”
The second he asked me I became completely nervous, I mean, this is not something you regularly ask, but I was afraid that he would reject me and never speak to me again. But I still asked him anyway.
“I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind me… giving you… a blowjob,” I finally said with my face burning with embarrassment.
Dean was completely surprised, “What?! You want to give ME a blowjob?”
“Well, yes,” the embarrassment couldn’t get any worse, “I mean, it’s very nice that you encourage me to go out and try, but… I don’t know how to do this anymore, I don’t know how to start a conversation, or flirt, or just, be social.”
“Oh shit, are you serious?” he was stunned.
“Yes, completely serious,” I told him while we walked into his living room, Dean sat on the couch and I sat next to him, getting rid of my high heels, “I need to get rid of Marcus’ curse, I need to break the ice and I think it starts with you.”
Dean started thinking about it, and I told him about what I wanted a bit more, he was pretty handsome, fit, with brown skin, with his afro hair in short braids. “Alright, I’ll let you do it,” he finally said after a couple of minutes.
I snorted, still feeling nervous, “Good… so, how do we get started? Should we kiss first?”
Dean tilted his head, “That would be a good idea, we have to start somewhere,” and then he leaned towards me, placing his hand on my waist and pulling me closer, I moved my head closer to his face and we kissed, it completely took me by surprise what a good kisser he was. His fleshy lips gently placed against mine as his tongue delved inside to reach my tongue. He even sucked my lower lip, I moved my hands from his neck down his shoulders, and finally placed them on his legs, I was getting anxious.
Then he moved down on the couch and pulled down his shorts, allowing me to start touching his cock, and what a cock that was, long thick, just impressive. I was speechless when I saw it, but who needed words anyway, the only thing that worried me was if I would be able to take it all inside my mouth. I fisted it and felt how it slowly got harder beneath my fingers.
I started moving my hands, massaging his long shaft, and then, Dean released a sexy moan inside my mouth. I went down and opened my mouth as big as I could, and slid his cock as far inside of my throat as I could manage. His hands landed on my head, pushing me down, even more, his taste was incredible, I loved how his cock felt against my tongue as it slid in and out of my mouth.
I started moving slowly, swirling my tongue over the tip and then pressing him back inside of my throat, as far as I could manage, I helped myself with my hands, I had one on his shaft and the other on his balls. It had been such a long time since I had a dick that I wondered if I was doing it well, but for the way Dean moaned, I think I did.
I decided to go a little further, I opened my mouth big, relaxed my throat, and tried to take him all the way inside and gag on him. Although I couldn’t take him all, Dean completely loved it. His hands started exploring my body as I sucked him, I felt so wet just by sucking and playing with his dick.
I moved in and out fast, sucking, licking, and touching everything, but in a moment, I saw Dean so horny that I knew he was soon to be finished. So, I tried my best, I started taking him very deeply, almost gagging, and I relentlessly moved my head in and out on his shaft, pressing my lips to make it tight. A couple of minutes later, Dean was already shooting his warm delicious cum in the back of my throat, it tasted so delicious, so sweet. I felt his warm load slowly sliding down my throat when he leaned forward and kissed me. Our night didn’t end there, Dean had so much more to show me and I was happy to see where this was going.
Dean has become my friend-with-benefits ever since, and of course, since we share the same friends, Marcus found out all about it, but who cares about him anyway when you have Dean and his big dick all for yourself. Marcus definitely broke the curse and I am never been more grateful for someone in my life.
