1. 01. Sara and the Origins of Fluffer


    Date: 7/13/2016, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    and she pounced onto her hapless victim. Sara was gone for ages and there was much thumping and howling from below. I didn’t really mind. It would have been different, wrong somehow, if we’d fucked. Anyway, I felt in some part involved with all the histrionics downstairs. I’d got her started after all. I found I didn’t even need to cum myself. Suddenly I felt supremely in control, like a sex zen master. A cunnilingus Yoda. She was very sheepish when she came back up later, with a classically post-coital, dreamy expression. Not to mention hair do. She shrugged cheekily and got dressed in the jeans and underwear she’d left on the kitchen floor. Clothes that I had picked up and folded while she was fucking. “You ok?” she whispered, her voice hoarse from all her screaming. I smiled and winked. “You look very… relaxed,” I said. She snapped knicker elastic on her hips and sighed. “That was brilliant!” she said and chuckled. “Kind of like a threesome!” “I’ve never had one, but don’t all parties need to be aware they’re engaged in a threeway?” She sniggered and stepped into her jeans. ...
    “Oh he knows. He said next time he sees you he’s going to ‘break your face!’” We pulled laughing faces in silent hilarity as she fastened her zip and belt. “What does that even mean?” I bravadoed, but to be honest felt a little nervous. I hate confrontation, relying on my size as a deterrent as much as possible. She filled a glass of water, drained it, let out a huge theatrical sigh. “Fuck! He is a good fucker though. I definitely got the best of both worlds. I won’t lie to you. You have got a truly great tongue!” “Thanks to you.” “My pleasure! You could always be my personal… fluffer? is that what they’re called?” “Eh?” “Those girls who keep porn stars erect between takes, by sucking them? Never heard of them?” I had, but wasn’t sure I liked the comparison. I had no idea how this word would come back to haunt me. And how many times. “Thank you Fluffer,” Sara said and pecked me on the cheek. “I owe you one.” I picked up her notebook. “Can I keep this?” I went to tear off the page with her gynecological drawing on it. Her eyes widened and she snatched it off me. “Fuck no!” she said.
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