Funky Spunk

As Samantha pulls her head away from the crotch of a man, you cant help but notice the disgusted look on her. Seconds later, at lunch Sam announces "I'm dating a guy with the funkiest tasting spunk!" Words that had recently become true for me. I was shocked as this wasn't the first blow with this man and once the joy juice is in there, there ain't not going back! Now the smell of damp tea towels make my mouth feel full and my gag reflex twitch :O


A hint and tip I read once was 'Never put a soft cock in your mouth.' I wondered if this is for safety reasons, in case a man grew to shocking lengths mid blow and became a chocking hazard? However, as I found some time later, it was not for this reason, it was due to just not being nice.

If memory serves me right my first blow job was drunken, fumbling and not great for either of us. However, as Samantha points out later in the episode with the right man Blow Jobs can be fantastic. I believe they are all about confidence, control and and knowing that you have the power to bring a man to his knees. Over the years, research and training has taught me a few tricks and treats, which have earned the title 'Best Blow Job'. Hints and tips have been the topic of many a conversation during cocktails and sleepovers with the girls. Tea bagging, head movements, hand movements and the ever so messy, ever so sticky SPUNK!
As differing as the texture is from man to man, a woman's view of it soooo different. I've always been under the impression that in an effort to be polite you should swallow and if you time it right it can gone in an instant. Also, where else would you put it? Not on my luxury Egyptian cotton bed clothes.

My one friend cannot stand the taste, to the point where she can't eat mushrooms as the similarity knocks her sick. Having only been with one man it has been pointed out to her that not all 'joy juice' tastes bad. Yet she makes up for it, by letting him come on anywhere on her. Messy!

Whilst discussing the topic with males friends I asked the question "Ever you ever tasted your jizz?" Most gave disgusted looks with the typical answer of "No way, that's disgusting!" Yet, one drunken man piped up "Yeah, I have. I came on my girlfriends face; and then kissed her like gent!" A contradiction me thinks.

An Education!

My, my, this evening has been an education. On my lovely bank holiday Monday evening as I sip my hot tea and enjoy my delicious homemade cottage pie; my flatmate Terrance* decides to bring up the subject of cock. Now, we all know I’m no prude and have been known to love cocks (pun intended), but this subject was not expected.

Having known several, intimately, over the years I thought I had a good understanding of them. I have been blessed with good sized penis’s and gloat to friends that I have never encountered wonky shafts, bulging bell ends or funky spunk. The only oddity encountered was Jeremy’s best friends infamous, mismatching balls, which he encouraged me to inspect whilst waiting to order at the bar. So infamous were these testicles, they heralded their own MySpace page and were compared to everyday objects such as potatoes. I politely declined and to this day feel glad of my drunken decision.

However, after an in depth discussion involving spunk, girth and length it was proven my ‘catalogue of cock’ was small and “Disappointing for a wanna be sex ed teacher”. So off on to the internet I went ‘all in the name of research’ of course. Under Terrance’s guidance I was directed to ratemycock.com and it was all I needed to update my knowledge and my, my, what an education it was.

The penis’s varied so much and what I perceived to be large (under a mans insistence) was comparably small and petite. Some are HUGE, some small yet perfectly formed. Some bend to the left, some end to the right. Balls hang low, to the side and can be tight beneath the shaft, but each, like their owners had personality and a certain beauty. It was funny how the men held them in the photographs, proud like trophies they had won or swords they wielded in majestic fights. They were so proud of their gift they yielded between their legs. Men’s usernames added to their momentous occassion such ‘2Big4U’, ‘Meat’ and ‘BigBoldBob’.

I had no want or desire to rate the penis’s and looked upon them as if they were displayed in museum and ‘Um’ed’ and ‘Ahh’ed’ over them like great works of art. Each had points of intrigue and said something about the men attached.

 My education is no over for the night yet I have learnt something profound and feel I should share it with the world

‘Never judge a cock by its cover; they might have a great penis in between their legs!’