The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

The Barn Swallow Club Pt. 03

... fucking blowjob for years, wondering who the fuck that cocksucking angel had been."

Diane nodded, closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath. "Yeah... I really... really... enjoyed that one, too. I orgasmed like six times, blowing you." She blew out a breath, visibly relaxing, and then she giggled and said, "You know... I noticed that you left me a lot more condoms after that day... in your wastebasket... for the next couple weeks anyway. I used to hope you were masturbating to thoughts of me in that gloryhole as I drank them. Isn't that funny?"

I didn't find it amusing at all, my cock was throbbing so hard that it hurt. Clearing my throat, I said, "I... uh... you know I went back on the following Saturday... for a repeat performance from whoever that hot fucking girl was behind that wall.. but the fucking door was bolted shut and the sign was gone. I wondered if I had fucking dreamt it all."

"Yeah," she said, "I only rented that out for the one night. It was a setup, Dickie. I hired the Chinese receptionist and printed up just the one flyer, knowing you would probably show up for a cheap blowjob. Sorry, but I couldn't afford to keep renting that out, hoping you might come back on a whim." She snickered and took a sip of her bourbon. "That Chinese actress alone cost me a grand."

I shook my head in disbelief. Diane had sucked my dick, and I hadn't even known it until now. "That truly was an amazing blowjob, Sis. I have never forgotten it."

"Thanks," she said, ...

... "I am pretty good at that, but you inspired me that first time. I knew how big your cock was, so I practiced deep throating on a dildo that size for like two months before I set my gloryhole trap for you."

"Oh, you were good at it alright. Up to that point no girl had ever taken my cock all the way in like that."

"I know. I read it in your cocksucking manifesto."

"My what?"

"I found a note you had written in your draw with the porn videos. There was an outline of your cock on it, I mean the actual outline of it, like you placed it right down on the paper and traced it. It was hilarious. It also made me horny just looking at it. I kept rubbing the paper with my hand... and against my face..." Her voice trailed off and her smile faded. She suddenly looked embarrassed, but shook her head and continued. "Anyway, that note had all kinds of pointers for giving the best blowjob. Do you remember writing that?"

"Yeah, I do, " I said, my brain still stuck on how she had rubbed the outline of my penis on her face. I cleared my throat. "That disappeared. I thought maybe I had lost it or thrown it away, but you took it, didn't you?"

Diane nodded, her smile creeping back onto her face. "I call it Dick's Cocksucking Manifesto." She giggled and sipped her bourbon. "I still have that fucking thing in with my sex toys. That's how I knew how big your cock was back then and just how much you wished a girl could take it all the way into her throat. You wrote, "If I ever find a ...