Singing Blowjobs

**flyingcrocodile46** · 21st April 2008, 23:51

One day a man was walking home from work. While doing so, he noticed a small sign in the window of a local massage parlour--"Singing Blowjobs $20.00". The man is intrigued, but being the shy type can't bring himself to go inside. Every day, he passed the same parlour, and each day the intrigue of a "singing blowjob" haunted him more.

Finally, after about a month, the man couldn't take it anymore. He had to find out just what a "singing blowjob" was. So on his way home from work the next day, he stepped inside the parlour and requested a "singing blowjob"

The woman behind the desk gave him a rather odd look, but then smiled and led him into a back room. It was pitch black--no windows or light fixtures to illuminate to darkened room. The man was starting to get nervous until he felt his pants being undone and a warm wetness encompassing his penis. While this was going on, he heard a female voice singing a beautiful aria. Although still nervous about the dark room, gradually the man relaxed and
began to truly enjoy the experience. After about 10 minutes or so, it was all finished. The man was led out of the room and back into the front of the store. Smiling rather sheepishly, the man paid his twenty dollars and left.

But on the way home, the man was haunted by a new mystery--why was the room darkened? Who was the woman singing the beautiful aria? As he laid in bed, he puzzled over this new enigma until he finally drifted away to sleep.

The next day, he was determined to find out what was really going on in that darkened room. Once again, he went to the massage parlour, but this time he smuggled in a flashlight under his shirt. Once again, the man was led into the dark room. As before, he could see nothing, but felt his pants being undone and the following pleasurable sensations. Once again, he heard a magnificent female voice singing a beautiful melody. Determined to see what was going on, the man quietly pulled out his flashlight. Shining down onto his crotch, he saw the top of a head bobbing up and down. Nothing unusual there. Next, he shined the flashlight around the room. The walls were completely bare. The man didn't see anybody else visible in the room yet. He frowned. Looking around further, he discovered the only other object in the room: a simple table. On the table, a glass jar, seemingly filled with water. The man frowned again. He scanned the room again, but still didn't see anybody else in the room. He turned the flashlight back on the jar. Wait..something was floating in the jar. Straining his eyes, the man tried to make out what it was. Suddenly, the man realised what it was. Floating in the glass jar on the table in the darkened room: a glass eye.