How do you feel about "being" a Cocksucker?

I'm proud of the fact....it makes me feel great, that I can give that pleasure to a man, and in return I get to eat his sperm. I call myself an oral whore sometimes...lol Oh, but I don't get near enough!
 
My brain, hormoans etc is about 80% female….I have a career for which presenting as femme to everyone isn’t a good thing to do….but with privacy I love to provide a man with a slutty girlfriend experience.
I love when a wife or girl friend watches…..comments about what is happening are also welcome….such lovely moments
 
Love being a cocksucker, love love love it.
But I must be safe so I don’t get all the cocks I want,all the cum I seem to need. I think about it all the time.
I was 66 when I first had a cock in my mouth. All those wasted years……
 
Someone mentioned we should have badges to make it easier to identify ourselves. Would be wonderful to have a Cocksucker badge and a Pussy Eating badge. Men AND women could both qualify for either OR both. Bonus points for all who wear both badges!
 
When I was just starting out in the life-style, my older tutor Philip would take me to bars and clubs in the Manchester Canal Street 'Gay Village' where he would meet up with friends and acquaintances, I was usually too tongue-tied and shy to actually involve myself in their conversations, which always seemed too arty and intellectual for me, but once in a while he would introduce me as 'this is my cocksucker, Tristan.' The first time he did it I simply cringed inside from blushing embarrassment. But it did illicit some intriguing responses and always switched their attention to focus on me, 'is he good?', 'does he swallow?', 'he seems like a nice boy' and 'don't keep Tristan's talents to yourself, Philip' were some of their comments. And I soon got used to their approval, and secretly grew to enjoy their obvious attentions.
 
When I was just starting out in the life-style, my older tutor Philip would take me to bars and clubs in the Manchester Canal Street 'Gay Village' where he would meet up with friends and acquaintances, I was usually too tongue-tied and shy to actually involve myself in their conversations, which always seemed too arty and intellectual for me, but once in a while he would introduce me as 'this is my cocksucker, Tristan.' The first time he did it I simply cringed inside from blushing embarrassment. But it did illicit some intriguing responses and always switched their attention to focus on me, 'is he good?', 'does he swallow?', 'he seems like a nice boy' and 'don't keep Tristan's talents to yourself, Philip' were some of their comments. And I soon got used to their approval, and secretly grew to enjoy their obvious attentions.
I love the “blush” feeling in my face when someone calls me ‘cocksucker’. 🥰
 
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