How about I offer a personal experience which is ideally the way I like it (writing this on my iPhone: excuse grammatical errors and nonsensical fragments):

An old lover of mine, Genevieve, being Latina, always enjoyed dancing. We took classes and would go out to salsa bars and show off our skills. One night, we were out dancing, drank a bit and proceeding to go clubbing after and continued drinking some more. She knew when I would drink I would get extremely horny; who doesn’t? I constantly had to walk around and be out with a ragingly rock hard erection; annoying, to say the least. When the night was done (our night in public, at least) we walked back to my car in the casino parking garage. At this point I was grabbing her luscious Latina ass: a definite sign of my drunken aggressiveness, and desperately wanted her body in any way. We approached my car with me walking her to the passenger side door to open it for her. 

But she immediately pushed me against the door, pressing her hard body against me, we began making out. This wasn’t unusual — our passionate relationship usually enticed random make-out moments like these. Continuing to make-out, she started to grope my hard cock that was suffocated by my fitted dress pants. This wasn’t out of the ordinary either. But she peculiarly moved and pulled me to the front of my car, and pushed me to sit on the hood. We lied between my car and the cement wall of the parking garage that faced the Cosmopolitan hotel. Positioning herself between my legs and she leaned towards me and we continued kissing. I didn’t know why she had moved me, but it became clear when she started unbuckling my pants. 

Her spontaneity was a bit perplexing: she was always cautious of performing sexual acts in public as she was in law school. If she was caught by law enforcement, that could mean expulsion for her, removal of scholarships. She definitely was a sex fiend, but was always aware of the benefits and consequences. To me, she was one of the few people that I arrogantly thought was smarter than me.

In the process of unbuckling my pants, she started to kneel in front of me. The sign of a much-needed blowjob was becoming clear. She reached down into my pants and tugged it out. Just the release of the tension that my pants had on my cock was rewarding. Genevieve grabbed the base of my cock firmly and began rubbing my dick over her lips, giving the head of my swelled cock little kisses of appreciation. She continued to rub my dick over her cheeks, nose, neck, and forehead, basking in its firmness. I absolutely loved watching her do this. I’m a confident dominant, so with her massaging her face with my cock, showing how much it’s a treat for her as it is for me, and her being on her knees pleasuring me was getting me off. 

She finally opened her mouth and I felt her warm mouth engulfing my veiny cock with one swoop, her hand still firmly grabbing the base, forcing blood to stay in my dick which made it as hard as it has ever been. I started lathering in the feel of her warm, wet mouth dragging over the shaft and the head of my cock. Genevieve gave the best head, easily. She was never coy with my dick, never afraid to be aggressive when giving head — something all women should do. She continued to massage my cock with her mouth and tongue. The contrast to the dry, cold bitterness of the winter air slightly stinging my face and the warm, wet feel of her mouth was enticing and added to the experience. 

I put my hand on her head, slightly pushing down on it, signaling to go down further. Genevieve let go of the hand she had on my cock to make room for her throat to engulf my cock whole. She was a ravishing good deep-throat and I wanted it now. Once I felt her hand let go I immediately pushed her head down. Without restraint her head smoothly went all the way down to my pelvis. I felt every inch of my cock being squeezing by her throat, filling her esophagus completely with my eager cock. Her natural gagging reaction started to ensue, completely massaging my cock. She knew how to control it, using it to please me in all the right ways. With my hand holding her head down, I leaned my head back in pleasure. Due to euphoric feeling and my slight drunkenness (and I must guiltily admit I might have done it a bit purposely) I kept her head down slightly longer than normal. She tried to let up for air but I kept it down for a moment longer to embrace her skill. Genevieve understood and kept it down her throat like good lover. Finally, I let up and she lifted her head off of my cock, leaving a thick coat of saliva covering my cock and giving it a wet shine. Strings of mucus and spit were still attached to my cock and her mouth when she pulled her head away. I fucking loved the sloppiness of it all. She worked my cock regardless of how messy it might of got.

Catching her breath, she always knew to never be distracted from pleasuring me: she took a hand immediately and used the spit she left on me for lube and began stroking my dick swiftly. Her hands were always as good as her mouth and I could already feel the cum building up in my scrotum for her. As she was still taking a breather I leaned over and wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and pulled my face to hers and began kissing her. Genevieve was breathing heavily and her mouth was very wet as we frolicked and massaged each other’s tongues, exchanging a passionate, overly wet kiss to each other. The sloppy kiss excited me as well, keeping me hard as a rock.

She pulled back and drove her head all the way down again. She went down so fast that my body completely twitched from the overwhelming pleasure that was shoot through my body. After staying down for a slight second she let up, took a breath and swiftly swallowed me whole again. She repeated this a dozen or so times. I could feel the spit build up over my excited dick which dribbled down my balls onto the ground or wherever it landed. 

During this time we heard clacks of heels and dress shows go by. But the best thing to do, honestly, was not to do anything and attract attention, even if it was a cop. It we kept to our business maybe they’d keep to theirs. If we acted like it wasn’t a significant deal then it wouldn’t be. It was hard to see the blowjob directly without peeking around the car. But we were seen to be obviously doing something (I wouldn’t mind of anyone watched anyways. I would love for people to admire at her skill on my pretty cock). Since I didn’t care or react from the noises, Genevieve continued doing her job.

She stopped deep-throating and again grasped the base of my wet cock with her hand, and took the other to stroke the remaining exposed shaft. Taking another breather, we talked dirty for a second (I forgot what exactly). She put her head back down and assisted her hands, her mouth covering the head of swelled cock with a firm suction of her lips. With her second hand stroking me up and down, she rhythmically bobbed her head up and down. This always puts me over the top. She knows that this is how she’ll get her cum.

Genevieve kept going. She is familiar with the feel of prostate gland starting spasm, getting ready to shoot. Her hand and head is bobbing continued rapidly; the sound of her slurping gets louder as she got a bit more aggressive knowing I was about to cum. My cock completely tenses up, the sure sign it’s about to cum — there’s no going back. It releases and shoots the first shot. She always liked looking up into my eyes when I came, this was no exception. I liked cumming and looking at her when she took my cum as well. The first stream of cum shot directly into her mouth. She let her mouth up and continued stroking my cock hard as I orgasmed. The second shot of cum left me, powerfully landing on her face, as did the third and maybe the forth. Eventually, the strength of my shots subsided and cum shot shorter, landing on her neck, chest, and eventually just oozing out of me, over her hand which was giving a post-orgasm, softer, slower stroke of my cock. This was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.

We got in my car, she cleaned up: swallowed what she could, wiped off what she couldn’t and we got to our place to fuck a couple of times. Asking her why she risked getting caught the next morning: she said she knew that when I would drink, I would get aggressive and usually end up fuck her ass. She said I would have been too hard and too stiff to fuck her ass when she felt me up that night. We hadn’t had sex for a few days — much too long — and the drinking gets me overly horny. So she thought a good orgasm would have eased me into a more manageable erection for her ass. She was so smart. That’s probably the most perfect blowjob I’ve ever received. I feel Genevieve knew my body better than I did.