The Kyiv Connection

Petite beauty with amazing lips gives me the greatest head of my life
Oral
I’ve been very fortunate in my fairly slutty life to have a lot of people suck my cock. I don’t know exactly how many but without wanting to sound like I’m bragging at least 50 different people have given me blowjobs since the first time a woman wrapped her lips around me. Some of them were bad, most of them were good and a select few were absolutely amazing. This is the story of the best I ever had.

I met Ana on a dating app in Winter in Kyiv, she was 35 years old at the time, absolutely stunning and keen to get over her ex. We’d already had a lovely albeit brief date in one of the city’s underground cocktail bars where she had charmed me with talk of favourite dinosaurs and cocktail recipes. The second date, which had consisted of pasta and red wine in my apartment, was drawing to a close when I leaned in to kiss her for the first time.

Ana had arrived at my apartment wearing a white blouse, tight jeans, her jet black hair in a bob and her makeup highlighting her long dark lashes and plump red lips. She was about 160cm, with a slight frame and a radiant, if slightly mischievous smile. She also brought a bottle of red wine with her, which is always a winning move.

I welcomed her, taller than her at 183cm, my black curls slightly out of control and in my best date shirt (having a third date with me reveals I basically only have two good shirts). So we sat down for good food, good wine and good conversation before we ended up making out on my couch.

Kissing her plump lips felt absolutely divine, and this girl knew how to kiss. She matched my rhythm perfectly, and her tongue darted in and out of my mouth, and intertwined with mine(writing this made me realise that describing kissing is hard, but trust me it was great). Soon our hands started to explore each other’s bodies, first mine were at the back of her neck, grasping though her hair gently, then on her hip and her tight waist, tracing over the smooth silk fabric of her blouse, then underneath as I felt her skin for the first time. My hands traced up her side until I found the soft curve of her breast and took her hard nipple in my finger. Her hands meanwhile were busy too, grabbing me forcefully by the hair as we kissed, sliding up the back of my shirt and beginning to move lower still. Together we pulled her blouse over her head, revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra and exposing her small breasts to the cool air. I leaned down to kiss her small dark nipples and she let out some small moans while pawing at my crotch. Eager to pleasure her and thinking that we were about to take this further I asked if I could take her jeans off. To my surprise she shook her head and told me to stop. I of course did, and although we continued making out I expected that that would be that for the evening and that me and my now very hard cock would have to sort ourselves out later that evening.

However she maneuvered herself so she was now sitting on my lap as we made out, and before I knew it she was sinking to her knees in front of me. She looked up at me and smiled wide, before unbuckling my belt and drawing my cock out of my boxers. At this point I was rock hard, my cock is not some monster at about 7 inches of length and medium girth but she admired it like it was the greatest cock in the world as she gripped it in her immaculately painted nails. Stroking me gently she started to lick the shaft from underneath, starting to leave her saliva in lines across it. Soon her mouth was enclosing my tip, forming a gentle seal as she effortlessly took me half way down my length. She bobbed up and down on my cock steadily, the whole time maintaining unwavering eye contact as she looked up at me with hazel brown eyes. She started to moan as she did so, gently, not like a faux pornstar moan but as someone truly being turned on by their actions. Within a minute of this she had created quite a sloppy mess on my cock, and she pulled off for a moment to continue stroking me and admire her work. She smiled that mischievous smile at me again and then took me in her mouth again, immediately taking my full length in her throat. This had me in awe, I had been deepthroated before but not like this, she didn’t even gag for a moment, and to be honest gagging can be very hot in its own way but this was something else, she slid me down her throat like she was taking a spoonful of ice cream. Her nose pressed against my skin as she took her hands to start fondling my balls, all the while somehow maintaining eye contact.

At this point I was in heaven, this beautiful, topless woman was giving me the best head I had ever experienced, and what’s more she seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as me. I put my hand on the back of her head, mostly to feel her hair and the rhythm of her head bobbing as she worked on me but she soon looked up at me and nodded, letting me know she wanted me to take control. I took the opportunity to start slowly face fucking her, gently at first, but keeping a steady pace as I slid smoothly in and out of her mouth. She moaned deeper and encouraged by this I picked up the pace, starting to really go to town on her throat, holding her down on my cock for up to twenty seconds at a time, again, not so much as a gag from her. I spent a few minutes facefucking her like this, until I felt myself getting close. I relinquished control back to her, and told her I was close, wanting to warn her so she could decide whether she wanted me to finish in her mouth or not. This is something I always do of course, although in this case it felt a little absurd and she immediately started sucking me again, this time with a new found hunger.

She took me deep again, and placed her hand on my balls, gently massaging them and putting a gentle pressure on the skin behind them. Watching her bobbing on my cock, going all the way down to about halfway and going back down again, all the while looking up at me and moaning softly, it wasn’t long before I felt my balls tighten, and I felt myself pumping and stretching in her throat as I emptied what felt like a very large amount of cum into the back of her throat. I wouldn’t know though because she didn’t leave a trace of it, spending the following moments as I sat almost past out on the couch, shockwaves of pleasure still rolling through me, licking and cleaning my cock, before coming up to sit beside me and lean in to cuddle, still warming my now soft cock in her hands.

Later, as she was leaving I suddenly remembered that I had prepared crepes and ice cream for dessert and simply forgotten about it in all the excitement.

I mentioned this to her apologetically.

She replied “I don’t know what you’re talking about, I got my dessert”