Primal Urges - Sex Stories

Primal Urges

... least I had no need to hustle blowjobs for meal money.

Cock sucking skills I had honed in college were doing me much better than my business degree. Perhaps college is overrated, one does not have to go to college to become a first-class cocksucker. But then again, I would not have gotten the job interview without my degree. So, it goes.

A quick visit to Bo Gallo Tailor's had me fitted for formal dinner wear. I showed up promptly on time and was greeted by Mrs. Ben Wadsworth.

This lady was drop dead gorgeous and made this cocksucker's tongue hard. I had eaten a few pussies in my day but none the caliber of Mrs. Wadsworth.

I was left alone to mingle and get introduced to the other guests, but my eyes followed the delectable Mrs. Wadsworth.

I was sipping champagne when Ben Wadsworth spotted me and headed my way. I choked on my drink when he whispered in my ear, "You are not getting away from here tonight without getting fucked."

A four-piece band was playing dance music in the salon and I made my way toward the music. I was watching couples dancing when I heard, "Aren't you going to ask the hostess to dance?" I turned and saw the lovely Mrs. Wadsworth. She opened her arms and I accepted her invitation, and out to the dance we went. I held her at a reasonable distance, but she closed the distance and we were soon dancing very close. I was nervous that she might feel my growing cock. I knew she did when she smiled and ground her abdomen up against me.

She ...

... cooed in my ear, "I heard you gave my husband some first-class fellatio." I stiffened and stood stunned.

"I was wondering if your cunnilingus skills were on par with your cock sucking skills?" She asked.

Damn, how could she possibly know? I wondered.

I was positively speechless. "Cat got your tongue?" She asked.

I may have not been able to speak, but was very aware that my cock had gotten very hard and was now aching.

"Ben is always seeking great blow jobs, but falls way down on performing his pussy eating duties. If only he would eat me good, I might give him the blow jobs he desires," she said.

"You might be wondering how I know you are a fine cocksucker. Well for your information, Ben came extolling the great blow job you gave him. He said he would be inviting you tonight. I must say you do not look like a cocksucker, but then what does a cocksucker really look like," she said.

"Mrs. Wadsworth, I'm new with the company and I really need this job. I do not want to do anything to put that in jeopardy."

"If you are really concerned about keeping your precious job, you will follow me upstairs, get undressed and perform cunnilingus on me as good as you suck cock," she said.

Like a whipped puppy dog, I followed her up the spiral staircase. Unbeknown to me Ben observed our ascension, and with a wry smile thought, I bet she is going to find out if he eats pussy as good as he sucks cock.

She led me to a large bedroom with a king size bed with a canopy. ...