My Blowjob from Jo

It was Sabrina who first introduced me to JoAnne. I’d been seeing Sabrina, an extremely cute little brunette, for about six months. But so were lots of other guys, including thirteen old farts at a senior’s apartment high-rise downtown, a ten-member middle-aged hockey team every Wednesday night, several other regulars and about 2-3 new outcalls every evening. She was just too busy. And that’s why she asked JoAnne, her best friend from when she was working for Lauren at the Agency, to join forces with her. Working amid so many other girls with Lauren, JoAnne just wasn’t busy enough.

Sabrina hoped that at least some of her regulars would enjoy seeing JoAnne once in awhile. Man! Talk about under-estimating the public! Jo was SO Gorgeous and sweet that EVERYBODY wanted to see her. Within two months, Sabrina and Jo had thirty-three seniors on their list to share between them, Jo was blowing three of her own hockey teams a week as well as at least as many regulars as Sabrina, plus taking outcalls. 

I asked Sabrina why she held off introducing Jo to me and she said that I was one of her favorite customers and she didn’t want to lose me to this amazingly beautiful blonde partner of hers. Not that Sabrina wasn’t still busy. In fact, she was splitting the thirty-three seniors equally, she and Jo alternating customers from week to week; she still had a Wednesday night hockey team, though she and Jo alternated between two teams instead of Sabrina always blowing her old friends; she continued to add regulars and she actually was seeing more outcalls. So she was busier. But she had worried about losing me. I told her I would always continue to see her. If I saw Jo too, I would just add appointments to do it. And so it was after two months of these girls’ partnership that Sabrina showed up with JoAnne in tow. It was a wee bit early in the day for them to start working, about one o’clock in the afternoon. But they, especially Jo, had been increasingly busy and they didn’t want to gyp me of a full hour.

JoAnne was GORGEOUS. Long, silky, dirty-blonde hair. Big brown eyes. A heavenly face and smile. She said she was 21 but she looked younger. About five foot two. Not that busty, but slim and with the cutest little butt imaginable. Unlike Sabrina who virtually always wore nice jeans, Jo was wearing VERY nice dress pants: camel colored, with front pleats and two front pockets but no pockets in the back so that they hugged nicely the curves of her little bum. She also wore a thin brown belt, a tight, white long-sleeve sweater that reached to her belt-line but in no way obscured her bum, and fashionable, black, wide-heeled shoes. She looked like she was all dressed up to go work as a secretary in a lawyer’s office or something. Man! She was gorgeous!!!

And so sweet. She had a smile that could melt butter from five hundred miles away. A sweet, sweet voice. And such a gentle way about her.

We sat in my living room and chatted for about five minutes. I asked Jo about her family and where she was from. Turns out she had always lived in town. But I could see that Jo felt a little uncomfortable. Sabrina then told me that she and Jo both had a couple of other appointments already scheduled that day. Sabrina, herself, had two calls she intended to make before she and Jo headed over to the senior’s home in about seven hours to do their rounds there. Over the same time period, Jo had three appointments already scheduled: the first at two-thirty, and the other two closer to eight o’clock. In addition, Sabrina’s cell was on and they had run an ad in the Escort section of the local paper; invariably, this led to more calls. 

I apologized to Jo for delaying her, but she just smiled and playfully said “Noooo problem,” as she sank down to her knees on a little cushion I’d already placed on the floor for her. I had placed the cushion strategically in a corner of the room where I had two large, floor-to-ceiling mirrors on adjacent walls. With the cushion placed there, I could see whatever girl blowing me from virtually all angles… AND it allowed the girl to watch herself; watching herself giving a blowjob was something that Sabrina certainly enjoyed and I was pretty sure JoAnne would too.

I continued to chat with Jo as she reached up to undo my belt and zipper. God! Her smile was beautiful! She seemed SO happy to be on her knees preparing to suck my dick. I asked her if she felt even a little bit repulsed by the thought of taking my cock, the cock of a complete stranger in his mid-forties, into her mouth.

She just laughed and said: “Don’t be silly!”

In retrospect, I realized that my question HAD been silly. Repeatedly over the past two months, she had been taking the cocks of seventy and eighty and ninety year old men into her mouth… then swallowing their cum and, not infrequently because of their incontinence, their piss. I looked down at her smiling up at me and said: “I’m sorry for my stupid question.”

Her smile grew even bigger. “Noooo problem,” she said. Then she looked straight at my dick, playfully said “C’mere you” and gently pulled me towards her. She glanced up at me and leaned forward, her eyes watching me watching her as she calmly accepted my member inside her mouth.

That first second inside her mouth was WONDERFUL. Her mouth was so soft and warm and gentle. She held me quiet in her mouth for several seconds, not moving and just staring up at me with her big brown eyes. It was like looking into the face of an angel! Lord! This girl knew EXACTLY what to do!

Then she chuckled a bit and started slowly sliding her mouth back and forth along my dick, her eyes still watching me. Man! That felt good! I glanced quickly at Sabrina, who obviously was pleased seeing the extremely contented expression on my face. For her, finding JoAnne as a partner had been an exceptional stroke of luck… not only was Jo so eager to take as many calls as came in, but because she now was taking more calls than Sabrina, and because they shared revenues fifty-fifty, Sabrina actually was making money off JoAnne. And JoAnne didn’t mind a bit, because she was making so much more than she had been used to and having so much more fun.

I looked back down at JoAnne, who had been watching me watch Sabrina, but who now was focusing her eyes straight ahead on the rapidly hardening cock in her mouth. I had thought that only Sabrina could do this, but Jo also seemed to very quickly identify the ‘sweet spot’ on my shaft… that area on the underside that was SOOOO sensitive. She already had found it and regularly was tilting her head slightly to her right to slide her tongue back and forth directly over that spot.

I moaned with pleasure. Jo’s eyes quickly darted up towards my face. Even with my now rigid bone in her mouth, I could see that she was smiling. It was obvious that Jo loved pleasing me, and in fact ALL men, with her mouth. 

I then asked her the same question I had asked Sabrina the first time she had kneeled at this very same spot and sucked me: “Have you ever watched yourself giving a blowjob, JoAnne?” I asked her.

Instinctively, Jo’s eyes turned towards one of the two, adjacent full length wall mirrors she was kneeling not three feet from. Her eyes met the beautiful brown eyes staring right back at her. A moment of recognition came as the two girls, Jo and her reflection, stared at each other with their mouths full of cock. There was no luck of revulsion or embarrassment in her face… just calm. Jo obviously liked what she saw, because she continued to watch herself as she slowly and rhythmically bobbed her head in and out of my crotch.

Sabrina had, by this time, pulled out her digital camera and was wondering about taking pictures of Jo from various angles and from near and far, capturing on film not only her beautiful, cock-filled face, but also her lovely hair as it swayed with each bob of her head and rested so gently on her shoulders, her small but lovely breasts inside her tight, white sweater, and of course her intoxicating little tush in those lovely camel-colored pants she wore. At my direction, she even took a couple of pictures of Jo’s feet, in those nice black heels she wore, heels pointing up and out because, of course, Jo was on her knees. Sabrina then squatted close to Jo and asked her to turn towards the camera, which Jo did without hesitation. Her beautiful, deep brown eyes wide open, she looked straight into the camera while continuing to work my seven inch, rock-hard shaft with her mouth. 

“Hmm hmm? (Like this?)” she asked Sabrina sweetly, tilting her head from one side to the other with each bob of her head to give the camera a slightly different picture each time.

“Perrrrfect, Jo,” her friend replied.

Jo had been kneeling upright, but Sabrina then had Jo lean back, with her bum against her shoes, so that Jo could look up at my face as she sucked me. 

“Hmm hmm?” Jo asked again.

“That’s wonderful, Jo,” I answered. “You are SOOOO pretty,” I added.

“Hmm hmmm (Thank youuuu),” Jo said sincerely.

She WAS gorgeous… everything about her. The way her long, silky blonde hair rested on her shoulders… I found myself stroking her hair with my hand.

“Your hair is SO pretty,” I said.

“Hmm hmm,” she said appreciatively.

“You eyes are SO pretty,” I continued.

She chuckled.

“Your nose is SO Pretty,” I said.

“Hmmmmmm,” she purred contentedly.

“And your mouth is SO amazing.” Then I added: “If there is a heaven, for me it would be just as we are now… for all eternity. Would you like to suck my cock for all eternity, JoAnne?” I asked forlornly.

“Hmm hmm,” she nodded. And I think that she meant it. For a moment, she looked up at me with love in her eyes, just holding me quiet in her mouth. And then she kneeled upright again and started mouth-pumping my cock again.