Blake and the Blowjobs… chapter 10

A young woman’s problems in a highly pornified future world.

(All characters in this story, that do anything erotic, are at least 18 years old)

I need to get laid good and proper. However Danny was not going to be coming around for dinner, because he was allergic to so many things. Blake was in California. Brian and Debbie were on a family vacation. All my best lays were away. So in frustration I called up Danny and invited myself over. He said to meet me at the Sail Beyond the Sunset restaurant. I had never been there, but I knew of it. It was next to the Fellatio Bar, which I was very familiar with.

I have swallowed many a load under those dining tables, but the main attraction was The Wall. The Wall had several holes in it; on one side guys would stick their dongs through. On the other side women were presented with an array of disembodied cocks, above a cushioned floor. Some ladies just dropped to their knees on the cushioned floor in front of the largest or thickest and sucked away. I usually went along and sampled several, sucking down the one with the best musky smell. Groups of friends often went their to see if they could recognise the guys by their cocks alone.

Back to Danny, he wasn’t inside when I arrived, instead of waiting alone at a table, I went outside and hung about by the door.

“Hey Suckin’, are you going to be at The Wall?”, David saw me and called out. “I would like a friend under the table. I can promise you a good load.”

“No, just waiting for someone.”, I brushed him off. I didn’t want to suck him off. He was slightly on the small side, which is ok, but he needs to take more care to always be clean. Besides I was on a blowjob free diet.

Finally, I see Danny coming with a cute petite lady by his side. Drat, is this just friendly? Do I have to compete?

Hello Jezebel, meet my friend Salope. Let’s get a table. At this restaurant he found things that weren't on his verboten list - stewed yak and pickled palm fronds and curried octopus and such. I asked if Danny had been checked for those too? He said, "Tend to your knitting, Suckin'," and helped himself to more venison pasty. I tried not to watch.

Salope's own diet was as esoteric, but less attractive. She tried to tempt me with the seaweed soup or cracked wheat or raw rhubarb. I stuck to my own diet and a plate of kale and bean salad. Eating is fun, but only if it's food.

We were just finishing our plates.

“So Jezebel”, ventured Salope, would you like to spend the night at my place along with Danny? Do you go both ways?”

I plucked up my courage along with my lust and replied. “While I prefer cock, I have been known to eat out a few kitties. Are you up for an all night three-some?”

She nodded.

Danny hurriedly got the cheque, while Salope and I grinned at each other. I sent Mother a text message, not to expect me for dinner, I was going to get properly laid.

When we got to her place, Salope had a huge smile as she hugged me and kissed me passionately, as she striped me naked. Danny watched as he stripped off.