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When people first meet me… usually guys, but not always… there’s three questions that I know I’ll be asked before the evening is out.  So, to save you the time, I’ll answer them now.  Yes it is.  Yes I do.  And yes, and I loved it.  Here’s a verse I wrote about the last one.  Hope you enjoy it.

You’ll find a lot more verses here, together with a collection of stories by my friend Chrissie Bentley, and maybe when you’re done on this site, you’ll come and take a look at my blog?  You’ll find it at Jenny Swallows.  See you there!


THE FIRST **** I EVER ******

You asked me to put the end in my mouth

I was jerking you off at my grandparents’ house

They were away for a week, we’d stopped off to water

Their plants like I promised, and now their grand-daughter

Was bare in their parlor, frenziedly petting

Although all we did was grope and seat wetting

I was holding your cock very hard in my fist

When you asked if I’d give it just one little kiss

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Your words were so shocking! The question was fine

But it felt just as though you were reading my mind

I spent so many nights awake in my bed

Wondering what it is like to give head

To take a hard cock in my mouth for some sucking

It sounds more exciting even than fucking

I’ve dreamed of this moment for so many years

And now without warning, it’s suddenly here

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I’d practiced alone, with my fingers to guide me

Trying to guess just how much fit inside me

I knew how I needed to relax my jaw

I could fit in two fingers, and maybe one more

But I glanced at your cock, so hard and so fat

I wondered if I could accommodate that?

But I’m not turning yellow now the moment is here

I’ll just take things slowly, there’s no need for fear

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I raised my hand to my face, breathed in your aroma

Then bent down to lightly tongue your corona

Felt your heat building up as you jerked in my fist

Touched my lips to the tip and I couldn’t resist

Parting them slightly as I lowered my head

My jaw opened wider, “that’s it!” you said

And my tastebuds exploded as I devoured your flavor

And I felt you grow harder cos you knew that I craved you

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My jaw was protesting, I worked through the pain

I knew the rewards would be worth all the strain

Wasn’t sure how to breathe, as I processed the feeling

Of my mouth being filled so deep; I was reeling

But hearing you groan with such joy while I’m stroking

Your shaft with my tongue was worth all the choking

And I raised my head slightly to look in your eyes

And the expression I saw there filled me with pride

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Then shock! And then flood! And I feel like I’m drowning

My mouth’s full of hot and your cock’s started pounding

Pushing itself in deep to my throat

And your hands push my head down, I’m sure I will choke

And I feel your come run from my tightly-pursed lips

And I hear you cry out as you’re grinding your hips

Can’t breathe! I can’t swallow! Will this hot flood subside?

And do I want it to? No! I want the whole ride!

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I hold onto your hips, force my head to stay down

While your come keeps on pumping, I’m gulping it down

I hear myself swallowing loud in my ears

You soften; I still suck; is there more of it here?

The taste is amazing, the sensations so sweet

The pulse of your cock rhymes with my heart beat

I release you, I look up, you drip from my chin

You’re smeared on my cheeks, my tongue sucks it in

-

“You liked that?”; “I loved it! Your come feels so good!”

“I wanted to warn you”; “well next time you should

“But only so I can be better prepared

“And position you better, so it all stays in there”

“I didn’t know that you swallowed”; “hey, neither did I!

“You’re the first guy I’ve blown; it’s the first time I’ve tried

“But now that I know just how lovely you taste

“Believe me, I’ll not let another drop waste”

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