Why I Left Behind The Best Blowjobs In The World, Part 2

A few years later I sought Caliie out again, learning that she has moved just around the corner from her last place. She couldn’t remember me at first, but I soon jogged her memory and she was delighted to hear from me. I apologized for disappearing on her, but she said it was fine, and was glad to see me again. She had dated another white man very seriously for a few years in the meantime, but they eventually broke up, but hadn't dated much in recent years and said she had a stroke which sometimes limited her memory and other functioning, but was still working steadily and I could see no signs of impairment.

We were talking on the couch about books she had read and other experiences, but she soon seduced me with her mouth again, and soon we went from couch to bed where I laid back to receive her ministrations. It felt so good to be deep throated again that I held her head down and kept her still for a couple minutes to try to prolong the feeling, only to discover to my surprised that I kept getting more excited in this position and eventually ejaculated very powerfully, completely against my intentions and best attempts to stave off my orgasm. I never knew this was possible before, nor has this happened with any partner since. After lying in bed for a while I began to fuck her large tits, which was so exciting I quickly lifted myself forward to fuck her mouth, and shoved my cock deep into her throat; she gagged a bit, as she had several times before when she was in control, but didn’t object or push me back, and quickly I had another incredibly powerful orgasm while thrusting deeply into her throat, thrusting several dozen more times during and after the ejaculation to fully enjoy it. After that we were more leisurely in our cuddling, and she guided my hand to her pussy, which led her to cum very quickly with barely any pressure on my part. I was excited to see how strong her sexuality was at her age. After an hour I got hard again and she sucked me while I laid back. I later felt I should have just let her continue indefinitely, but after a few minutes I said I wanted to do something we never had before: cum on her face. I sat her back and jerked my semen into her cheeks and mouth, but she clearly didn’t enjoy this and quickly wiped it off; I immediately regretted this, glad for trying it once, but realizing I should accept her limits and enjoy receiving what she enjoyed giving without trying to get even more.

But as good as this was, it was clear that the same barriers we had before were still in full force: she wanted to stay up all night, while I needed to sleep, and had to leave. And nothing was going to change this mismatch unless she switched jobs or retired, which was still years away. She clearly was paying for a fairly comfortable lifestyle at her blue collar job by taking that night shift no one else wanted, and I had to respect that choice. Also our liaison had been delayed because she was babysitting her grandchildren earlier that evening, while her oldest son came to crash in a side room in the middle of our time, just one thin wall away from us. He was playing some music so probably couldn’t hear us except perhaps during the loudest screaming, but I was still uncomfortable.

We talked on the phone the next day, but with no clear commitment to meet again; and we haven’t. I need more than perfect blowjobs; I need a woman who can share my night and day, my life, my all. My choice is clear. But I wish I didn’t have to choose, and could have another taste of Callie’s unmatched deepthroating blowjobs. I’ve been deepthroated by two—maybe three, barely—other women, but none let me pump her head the way Callie did, or could make me cum without moving. Coincidentally, I met both of them just a couple years after Callie, while no other women before or since were able to do this—the best seemed to come just once, all at once, in my life. I may never have the same sensations again, but I am glad I was able to have them with one partner so I knew what was possible in sex, even if in the end I couldn’t make a relationship out of this pleasure alone.