Nothing, we jump to the same time, across town....

Looking across at his coworker bottling wine along side her, James couldn't help but marvel at how young and youthful she looked. Even being half Asian, for a woman in her late 20s, James couldn't help but think he could pass for someone just about to graduate from university. Her body seemed fit, her face young and youthful. "All the sports, I guess," reasoned James knowing Jasmine's love of skiing.

Yet at the moment, Jasmine cocked her head and stared him straight in the eye, with a bit of a mischievous look as she liked her lips. Unknownst to James, Jasmine realized she hadn't sucked a cock in a long time since arriving in Canada. However, Jasmine still recalled walking in on James one day. This small company only had a single unisex washroom and she guessed James had forgotten to lock the door. By the size of him, he wasn't particularly big but being fairly sexually modest, it was also the only cock she'd seen while in Canada and so the only guy whose size she could recall knowing for certain.

If one thing took priority in life it was skiin--err practicing deepthroating the largest cock, she knew of, until she could take it all the way down her throat. With that thought, only knowing one cock in the area's size for sure, James was the lucky receipted by default.

Walking to the other side of the bottling machine with that glint in her eyes, she grabbed James hand, slowly moving it up across her body and to her face where she suckled on his finger sensually and started to bob her head up and down his fingers. Trying to entice him to think of the pleasures her mouth could provide, slowly shifting deeper down the fingers. Before grabbing his hand and starting to lead him towards the restroom.

"Sure, I could get fired for this, " mused Jasmine on her walk leading James following her from behind. Jasmine knew her priorities deep down inside and the whole reason she came to Canada was to be a total slut without judgement from her peers and family. To just find and tackle the biggest cocks she could find, as the bigger the cock, the better. It's just a shame she's so behind the eight ball. It actually surprised her to think that she hadn't even sucked a single cock and focused on skiing and partying instead. "Why did she even bother with skiing? or partying?" wondered Jasmine. The thought occurred to her, with her looks, she could put on a revealing blouse and a push up bra, go up to most men in the bar, flirt heavily and rub her hand across their chest and find a larger cock than James to suck upon easily. She'd just have to take note of whose bulge was the largest.

Yet, she had her priorities. She was going to deepthroating him, even if it took weeks and weeks of hours a day of practice. Though from her brief glimpse, it could be a task accomplished today she admitted to herself. Her immediate goal was the same as the driving factor of her size queen life: to always, always seek out and learn to deepthroat the largest local cock she knew of. Jasmine swiftly shut the door to the restroom behind her and sunk down on her knees as her thoughts flashed back to Sam.

James couldn't believe his great luck. Jasmine sucking on his fingers staring straight into his eyes, had to be one of the most erotic moments of his life. The fact she took his wet hand and lead him right into the washroom made him dream, what was happening was about to happen. James had been working opposite side to this Asian beauty about six months now since she started and with the monotony of his job which was being a full time bottler, he had ample free time and had imagined similar scenarios in his head to pass by the time.

"Sam?" pondered Jasmine feeling immediately a tingling and wetness below growing at the thought of Sam as she unbundled James's belt, unzipped in fly and pulled out his already hardening cock from his boxers. Taking it swiftly into her mouth, as she contemplated the oddity of that thought, "The guy I danced with a few times last summer?" while noting she should really lick up and down the sides as it wasn't wet enough yet to really let it slide deep.

James figured this had to be a daydream and a daydream he did NOT want to wake up from as he stared down. Jasmine looking strangely younger and more youthful than she'd looked in ages. Maybe it was just the angle but her chest seemed absolutely huge as swallowing the first few inches of his cock, eradicating any other thoughts. The warm, wet, moist feeling of pleasure making him raging hard as the sensations went straight to his brain.

Taking the cock out of her mouth with an audible pop from the sucking she'd been applying, she could hear James gasping, no doubt from trying to hold his breathe to avoid making noises and getting caught with his cock being pleasured. Jasmine was sure a few people probably saw her walking down the small intimate workspace outside and she didn't care. Cock was simply sometimes more important than work and she needed this; having been so long without a cock to suck.

Taking James hard cock and leaning it lengthwise against her slightly oval shaped face, she proceeded to tongue his balls, slithering her tongue in slow gentle circles and then letting her tongue briefly slip back into her mouth to get it nice and wet, before starting a trip up from James's balls excruciatingly slowly to the tip. Enjoying the journey as she mused about Sam, thinking back to their first meetings. He was clearly bad with women. Great at dancing but his flirting style was clumsy and you could just tell he didn't get with a lot of women. "It was pretty cute though," thought Jasmine feeling it was the type of cuteness a girl could really fall for.

Before self-reflecting on why she stopped seeing him as she proceeded to re-wet her tongue and make her way down the left and right side of James' moderate six inches. "What a pitty," reflecting on how she'd had a previous boyfriend that was seven inches. Though, for a few reasons, the taste of cum being one and men who got all handsy being another, she hated sucking cock and never blew him once. "Pausing for a moment," Jasmine suddenly remembered she actually hated sucking cock, as she heard James let out a sigh and whisper keep going as he gripped the back of her head.

Figuring this had to be a daydream, as there's no way a woman would ever debased herself like this; a woman with practically unlimited options socially, due to her beauty. A daydream she was on her knees, sucking him off in the middle of a work day, was the closest James felt he'd ever come to this moment and with no idea how long it would last, James committed to making the most of this moment in lala land. Spurring him on to step up the daydream, he figured daydreams have no consequences, right? Deciding to treat her, like he'd really been imaging so he'd never forget this moment. Even though the image of his dick laying from her chin to nearly the top of her forehead and the sucking of his balls was permanently burned into his perverted memory.

Pulling her mouth to the head of his cock and shoving her mouth upon it, James started to fuck her the way he would in a fantasy. Driving it hard and fast down her mouth. Hearing her gag, "gakk, gakk, gaak" turning him on even more. Each thrust, applying more and more burying it deeper down her throat with each stroke, hearing her gag more. "What a good little cocksucker you are Jasmine," laughed James as Jasmine looked up at her with a bit of loathing her eyes.

"Fucking dick," thought Jasmine as she felt her mouth shoved harshly two thirds of the way down it, cutting off her breathing as thick saliva built around the cock jammed in her throat. It wasn't the size; just the angle and how unskillfully it was ramming against the back of her throat rather than sliding effortlessly down it. Knowing the saliva would reach the level where it would trickle down his cock making it even easier to slide down at the right angle, Jasmine put up with it. "The taunting I could do without," though Jasmine.

Knowing, it was leading to the much desired end, James's cock even deeper inside her. "If it wasn't for my personal standards to never leave a cock till I've mastered it or found a larger cock, I wouldn't even be on her knees, " Jasmine lamented while equally reassuring herself she'd get his cock mastered today so she'd never have to deal with this scenario again.

Just ignoring the hands, Jasmine figured she'd prefer to get lost in her surprisingly very arousing thoughts of Sam. Sam, whom she was growing more fond. The more she thought about him, the wetter she got. Sure, he was clumsy at flirting with women and that's what prompted her to stop hanging out as much, except for maybe once in a blue moon. He was fun, pretty charming, told some great jokes and could really move his hips. Dancing, he really did have quite a variety of moves and each session was never quite like the last. It was such a shame, men who weren't good at women got too attached, too clingy and develop feelings unless you keep them at a distance. They'd never understand that she came to Canada with a goal in mind. To become the bet skii--cocksucker she could. Wondering why her thoughts went to becoming the best skier and not cocksucker. That was silly. Sure, she'd been acting like skiing was a priority with getting a skiing pass, new skis and so-forth this year but ... but that was just...a ploy to find another sources of men that might be large, rationalized Jasmine and her now out of character behavior.

James was livid and starting to wonder if this really was a dream. Never had a daydream felt so real or lasted so so long. Starting to moan and groan a bit, James could feel his body tightening up. Trying to prolong his pleasure, he started to think of Math! Jesus! Margret Thatcher naked on a cold day! Whatever it took to keep this moment going as he thrusted in and out at a rapid pace, almost to the hilt into Jasmine's mouth. Her beautiful blue eyes staring up at him as her hair bounced back an forth, gagging less as he seemed to be able to slide deeper and deeper. Sensing, he could get in a lot easier if he tilted her head forward as he drove her down, no longer held back by any friction. Spit running down her chin.

Of her own volition, Jasmine started to stroke up and down James's small section of his cock not in her mouth swallowing at least 5/6th of what he had to offer as she maintained eye contact knowing it would help get him off. She helped spread her spit down his cock, knowing it would just be a few more thrusts and she'd be all the way down and she'd be done. Wanting James to finish as quick as she could, she started stroking his ball, now soaked with her spit.

Thinking back to Sam, she recalled that moment they were dancing, she was tucked into his arms and she felt him against her leg, "Mmmm... Hard and huge... at least eight inches," remembered Jasmine suddenly realizing just why she was soaking wet thinking about Sam. "God, how the hell did I forget about that?" thought Jasmine as her mouth was filled with a thrusting inferior cock. As it occurred to her, she didn't have to deepthroat this cock. Her personal moral code she held herself strictly to, no longer applied! It wasn't the largest she knew nearby! One half of her wanted to punch James in the fucking balls for gripping her hair and using her mouth like it was a fleshlight. She was a person!

Still, she'd knew she was hot though and understood his excitement. The other half of her that didn't want to connect fist to balls, felt like it was bad for to start blowing a guy and leaving him 99/100ths of the way there. James was kind enough to help her out with her personal goals and it wasn't his fault he was just so inferior to Sam and she was just now remembering it. Her memory, her fault. Yet, there was the possibility he was the biggest if Sam had moved away over the last year. "God, I hope not" thought Jasmine hoping the largest cock she had ever felt pressed up against her hadn't escaped her.

Amazed a cock could be so large she could be traumatized enough by the shock of feeling it, she could completely forget about it for a year. Perhaps that's why she hadn't been practicing the last year! It suddenly made sense to Jasmine. She hadn't been practicing because she knew Sam was huge and most men nearby, "Like present company" groaned Jasmine paled in comparison. Figuring she'd take one for the team, she allowed James to keep thrusting into her mouth as she intensified the light touch on his balls. She could tell he was on the edge with his ragged breathing and his cock bottoming out in her stretch out throat, again and again.

Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out her phone breaking eye contact as she held it next to James's leg not that he noticed. Unlocking the screen with one hand and scrolling thru her contact list. Thank god, Sam was on there as he she updated his contact name to read "Sam - 8+ inches?" to reflect how she thought of him. Prioritizing the most important information about Sam. Sam whose the cock was the largest she knew and her current goal. Opening up Sam's new contact, she quickly sent a message with one wet, sloppy hand smearing the phone with liquid a bit, "Ling timee no see. Any damcing going on tonught?" hitting send as she squeezed hard with her hand, the pressure emptying James's balls sending him over the edge.

"Fucckkkkkkkkk!" cried James trying to be as quiet as possible as he felt himself unloading down Jasmine's throat and her quickly taking his cock out of her mouth while he left one or two loads on the way out, fully spent before leaving her mouth. Watching the Asian beauty spit out his cum was a bit of a let down but this had to be the best moment of his life.

Spitting out the cum due to the vile disgusting taste, Jasmine remembered why she didn't give men blowjobs...except...well...the target of her personal goal. However, that was different. That was in her goal of being a master of deepthroating. Her whole point of living and working in Canada, year after year. "Sam, you are going to get your world rocked tonight! and every night for a long while! and maybe morning too" giggled Jasmine in her head, feeling incredibly aroused at the thought of taking him on. He was a lot bigger in her memory than any of her exs.

"Could take a while to master," thought Jasmine as she laughed "Haha, no. This was a one time thing," in response to James asking for her phone number, "Just be happy it happened and hopefully neither of us will be fired for this."

Getting up, opening the door leaving James pant less with his wet, sloppy dick hanging out, Jasmine's parting words were, "Clean up your cum before you come back on the floor. We don't want to leave any evidence of our tryst behind, do we?" smiled Jasmine as she closed the door as a horrible thought crossed her mind.

"Fuck, what if someone else found out about what he's packing? What if he has a girlfriend now?!" Immediately checking her phone for a reply from Sam as still inside the washroom stunned James wondered if that really just happened. "Fuck, no response yet."