Blow Job Bonnie

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Exhibitionist and Voyeur  |  House: CFNM

A woman hires a young man in the neighborhood to do chores after which she bathes him.

 

Blow Job Bonnie

When I was 19 a neighbor lady needed some firewood cut and split and she offered to pay me for it.  One Saturday I went over to her house to cut and split her firewood.  After working all morning she offered me lunch so I went inside to have lunch. 

As we chatted while we both ate she asked, “How are you holding up to the exercise?”

I answered, “I am OK but I will probably be sore tomorrow.”

She said, “I don’t want you to be sore.  Why don’t you come back tomorrow?  There is no hurry.  You have all summer.”

“OK,” I said, “You are the boss.”

She then said, “You are all sweaty and dirty.  Why don’t you take a shower before you go home?  While you are taking a shower I will wash your clothes.”

“That’s alright,” I said, “I can shower when I get home.”

“I insist,” she said, “a good employer always takes good care of her workmen and I still have to make you supper.”

“OK,” I said, “show me where the shower is.”  She then took me to her bathroom and waited.

I looked at her and said, “I need to undress.”

“Oh, I am sorry,” she said, “you are modest.  I am so used to bathing my late husband I forgot that you might be modest.”

She then continued, “My late husband loved it when I bathed him and I loved to do it for him because he enjoyed it so much.”

It was then that the idea hit me.  I had never heard of CFNM then but I knew I was being offered an opportunity for it so I said, “Well, OK, sure, if it would please you to bathe me I guess I can do that for you.”  I then started to take off my clothes and hand them to her.  As I did she carefully took them from me, folded them up and laid them on the floor.  Soon I was nearly naked.  When I lowered my underpants I turned to watch her.  She waited patiently as if nothing was abnormal.  She took my underpants, folded them and said, “excuse me” and left the room.  I stood there naked waiting for her to return.  In a moment she was back. 

“I put your clothes in the washer,” she said. 

“Thank you,” I answered.

Then and only then did I notice her looking at my nakedness.  She said, “Oh my, you certainly are a well-developed young man.  You have nothing to be ashamed of.”

“Thank you,” I answered again.

She then directed me into the shower and adjusted the temperature of the water.  I stepped under the water.  She watched while I soaked myself thoroughly.  The warm water felt so good after a hard mornings work.  She then turned off the water, put shampoo into her hands and washed my hair.  When she finished she had me stand under the water again to rinse me off.  She then took soap and sudsed my back thoroughly proceeding to my buttocks and down the back of my legs.  When she did the inside of my thighs she was unshy and brushed against my testicles as if touching them was the most normal thing for a woman to do.  She paid particular attention to my anus commenting, “It is most important to wash the dirty parts well.”

“Turn around,” she ordered.

I obeyed.  She then started sudsing my chest and proceeded downward.  When she got to my genitalia she did not hesitate and began thoroughly washing my testicles.  When she finished I had grown a half hard on.  She proceeded to my cock which she washed with impeccable attention to every square millimeter of it especially the head.  Long before she was finished I had a raging hard on.  I blushed with embarrassment.

Just as she finished she saw my embarrassment and said, “How nice of you to give an old lady an erection.  I am really flattered.”

“You are not offended by my hard on?” I asked.

“Why should I be offended?” she answered.  “It is perfectly normal and there is no greater flattery to a woman than a stiff cock and your cock is definitely stiff.

“Do you like it?” I asked without thinking about what I was really saying. 

“Yes, of course, I like it.  There is nothing I like better than a big, stiff cock and two balls heavy with cum,” she said.  “How long has it been since you got off.”

“Awhile,” I answered.

She said nothing and proceeded down my legs washing them and my feet.  Then she turned on the water again and rinsed me off.  When she finished she returned to my cock and balls.  She cupped my balls in one hand and grasped my cock firmly in the other.  “Will you cum for me?” she asked.

“Yes, I will,” I answered.

She started stroking my cock with one hand and massaging my testicles with the other.  She started talking, “Since my late husband died it has been a long time since I have held two balls and a stiff prick in my hand.  I had almost forgotten how good it feels. 

“I am glad you like it,” I answered.

“I do,” she said and then she bent over and began sucking on my cock as if it were a popsicle.  As she did so she continued to massage my testicles.  The effect was electric.  She paused, looked up at me and said, “When I was in school I had lots of boyfriends and I gave every one of them a blow job.  I was known as blow job Bonnie.  I once gave a blow job to the entire football team.  Was that ever a dream come true!”

Then she sucked my cock back into her mouth and returned to her ministrations.  It was obvious she was experienced and knew exactly what she was doing.  It was not long before my cock hardened in anticipation of cumming.  She felt the hardening, stopped sucking but continued stoking my cock.  It exploded it spurts of cum while she carefully time her strokes to match the spurts. 

“I just love giving blow jobs,” she said.  “It is so nice that men have all their genitalia on the outside where I can play with it.  It makes it so convenient.  It is so obvious when they orgasm.  When I have their balls in my hand and my mouth on their cocks, their genitalia is mine.  I control them.  I can do anything I want with them and that moment and they cannot resist me.  I really, really love giving blow jobs.”

“We are done,” she said.  “It would be best if you would not tell your mother about this if you want to come back here.  I also would not tell any of your friends or the word will get out and I will not be able to blow you anymore.  She then dried me off with a towel and paid me for my work but my clothes were not ready. 

“Can I have that towel to cover myself?” I asked.

“Of course not,” she answered.  “I like you in the nude.”

So I stayed in the nude until my clothes were dry.  In the meantime she made supper.  When we finished supper my clothes were ready.

The next week I went back to cut and split more wood.  Each time I went back she bathed me and gave me a blow job.  I wanted to fuck her but I could never get her to take off her clothes.  Each time it was better than the time before. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Submitted: March 11, 2022

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Spyguy

Surely there are very few women in the world who would be willing to perform such a very unique service for a young man as this lady's obviously performed for you!

Sun, March 13th, 2022 9:36am

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Yes, there are very few women in the world who would perform this service. Since you admit a few would, what is your point?

Sat, April 9th, 2022 10:39pm

Spyguy

A very fortunate young man you were!

Sun, April 10th, 2022 6:18am

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