In my last post I recounted how I coaxed an orgasm out of a gentleman who has trouble climaxing. Resistance is futile in the face of my outstanding oral skills! Since then many have asked for some tips for a great blowjob, here they are.
TIPS FOR GIRLS
1 GO SLOW
No prolonged, vigorous pumping and sucking. It desensitizes the cock. It's not a race.
2 THE BALLS
Pay attention to his balls, licking and sucking. Even if your mouth is elsewhere, cup them in your hand and fondle them.
3 THE PERINEUM
The perineum is the spot behind the balls. It's super sensitive. Lick it, then blow on it to give a chilly tingle.
4 THE ANUS
Work the anus. Some guys like it licked, some like penetration. Find out what your guy likes. Try inserting an anal plug and then blow him. He'll be crying for his mommy.
5 DEEP THROAT
Take the cock as deep as you can and "swallow" it. The contractions of your throat on the head of his cock will make him crazy.
6 VARIETY
Vary your routine. Keep changing what you're doing. Deep slow lollipop licks of the whole cock, and then change to little kitten licks on the head. Use your mouth for a while, then switch to hand work. Keep him guessing.
7 LOVE IT
Enjoy what you're doing. If you're not having fun, he'll know. (He might be too distracted to care, but he'll know.)
TIPS FOR BOYS
1 WASH
This is something you should have learned in kindergarten but it bears repeating because many of you have forgotten. Wash your entire body with warm soapy water every day paying special attention to your cock, balls, anus and ass crack. If my mouth is going to end up there, it better smell nice.
2 NO GRABBING
Don't put your hand on the back of my head when I'm going down on you. It can trigger the gag reflex. Don't believe me? Stick a banana down your throat and walk in my shoes.
3 NO HAIR PULLING
Hair pulling can be sexy, but not during a blowjob.
4 SO WHAT DO I DO WITH MY HANDS?
Stroke my neck and shoulders gently because after a while they get stiff.
5 MAKE SOME NOISE
Nothing turns me on more than hearing a man moan in helpless ecstasy when I blow him.
6 TALK TO ME
Do you like it? Is it too hard? To soft? Are you about to cum? An occasional update is helpful.
7 SWALLOWING
I don't swallow, so get over it. When you're going down on me, do I ask if I can pee in your mouth? No.
Further reading....
"How to Make Love Like a Porn Star" by Jenna Jameson
"The Guide to Getting it On" by D. Paul Joannides and Daerick Gross
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
Hot Tub update
So what happened after the hot tub? Many have asked, so here it is....
When we started to get wrinkly we got out of the hot tub and went back to the main room in just our towels. (Why get dressed again?) Back in the main room the party had gotten hot. Clothes were coming off, dancing was getting dirtier, people were forming themselves up into threesomes or foursomes and looking for a bedroom to play in.
We had worked up an appetite so we grabbed a snack. There was a buffet kept stocked through the night. And morning. While we were replenishing carbs and fluids, he pointed out one of the televisions up on the wall. There were four of them around the room. Three had commercial porn. The fourth was a live feed from the Video Suite where two couples were making themselves into a kinky pretzel. Arms and legs everywhere.
We went to find ourselves a room to play in. Some were small and private. If you closed the door no one would join you. If you left the door open it was implied consent for others to come inside and watch you and perhaps play if all parties are agreeable. Then there were large suites with no doors and large padded floors for groups of 6-10 people. These were more of a freebie zone where anything goes.
There was also a play room with a swing, a padded bench, restraints and some other contraptions I didn't recognize. Lots of the rooms were full, but because it's such a big place we had no trouble finding a little spot of our own. Always polite, my accountant asked me if I wanted the door open or closed. I was so smitten with him that I didn't want to share, so we closed it. The man was a machine. He fucked me in every conceivable position and made me cum so much I thought I'd lose my mind.
But the guy wouldn't cum himself. This started to bother me so I asked him about it. Evidently he doesn't cum very easily. That's a new one one me. He just stayed hard as a rock through hours of fucking, watching me cum over and over. I was feeling self conscious and confused. Why wouldn't this guy cum, already?
I took it as a personal challenge and tried everything I could think of to make him cum. I finally got him off with my mouth. My blow jobs are famously irresistible, after all. Resistance is futile.
This is one of the few clubs where you can stay overnight if you reserve ahead of time, which my organized date had done. So we parted the next morning, tired and sore and very happy, having gotten only about an hour of sleep. And this is where one would expect the date to end, but wait, there's more......
Driving home he texted me, "I'm dying to bury my cock deep inside you again." And I texted him back, "My nipples are sore and tingly from being sucked all night." He replied, "I'll rub ice cubes on them and suck them some more."A few more texts like this and I was showered, changed and back in my car driving to his place where we, once again, failed to get more than an hour of sleep :)
When we started to get wrinkly we got out of the hot tub and went back to the main room in just our towels. (Why get dressed again?) Back in the main room the party had gotten hot. Clothes were coming off, dancing was getting dirtier, people were forming themselves up into threesomes or foursomes and looking for a bedroom to play in.
We had worked up an appetite so we grabbed a snack. There was a buffet kept stocked through the night. And morning. While we were replenishing carbs and fluids, he pointed out one of the televisions up on the wall. There were four of them around the room. Three had commercial porn. The fourth was a live feed from the Video Suite where two couples were making themselves into a kinky pretzel. Arms and legs everywhere.
We went to find ourselves a room to play in. Some were small and private. If you closed the door no one would join you. If you left the door open it was implied consent for others to come inside and watch you and perhaps play if all parties are agreeable. Then there were large suites with no doors and large padded floors for groups of 6-10 people. These were more of a freebie zone where anything goes.
There was also a play room with a swing, a padded bench, restraints and some other contraptions I didn't recognize. Lots of the rooms were full, but because it's such a big place we had no trouble finding a little spot of our own. Always polite, my accountant asked me if I wanted the door open or closed. I was so smitten with him that I didn't want to share, so we closed it. The man was a machine. He fucked me in every conceivable position and made me cum so much I thought I'd lose my mind.
But the guy wouldn't cum himself. This started to bother me so I asked him about it. Evidently he doesn't cum very easily. That's a new one one me. He just stayed hard as a rock through hours of fucking, watching me cum over and over. I was feeling self conscious and confused. Why wouldn't this guy cum, already?
I took it as a personal challenge and tried everything I could think of to make him cum. I finally got him off with my mouth. My blow jobs are famously irresistible, after all. Resistance is futile.
This is one of the few clubs where you can stay overnight if you reserve ahead of time, which my organized date had done. So we parted the next morning, tired and sore and very happy, having gotten only about an hour of sleep. And this is where one would expect the date to end, but wait, there's more......
Driving home he texted me, "I'm dying to bury my cock deep inside you again." And I texted him back, "My nipples are sore and tingly from being sucked all night." He replied, "I'll rub ice cubes on them and suck them some more."A few more texts like this and I was showered, changed and back in my car driving to his place where we, once again, failed to get more than an hour of sleep :)
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Sleepy sex
I love being woken up with sleepy morning sex. Especially after a night of more energetic, frantic fucking. Why? Because my pussy is still a little sore, wet and swollen from the pounding of the night before.
And when your cock slides slowly in theres a little sting and a little ache. My pussy flinches a bit, remembering all the orgasms it had just a few hours ago. My clit is sore from being sucked by your lips, nibbled by your teeth and pounded by your pubic bone.
The tender, sensitive tissues of my vaginal wall are exhausted from clenching and contracting with each climax you gave me with your hungry, relentless cock. You gave me only a moment to recover from one orgasm before you picked up the pace again and pushed me to another. And another.
You know how easily aroused I am. How I am helpless with desire the moment you touch me. How easy it is to make my clit throbbing hot with a few flicks of your fingertips. And you know with amused certainty that I will come harder than ever this morning because those erogenous zones you tortured last night are twice as sensitive now.
And when your cock slides slowly in theres a little sting and a little ache. My pussy flinches a bit, remembering all the orgasms it had just a few hours ago. My clit is sore from being sucked by your lips, nibbled by your teeth and pounded by your pubic bone.
The tender, sensitive tissues of my vaginal wall are exhausted from clenching and contracting with each climax you gave me with your hungry, relentless cock. You gave me only a moment to recover from one orgasm before you picked up the pace again and pushed me to another. And another.
You know how easily aroused I am. How I am helpless with desire the moment you touch me. How easy it is to make my clit throbbing hot with a few flicks of your fingertips. And you know with amused certainty that I will come harder than ever this morning because those erogenous zones you tortured last night are twice as sensitive now.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
House Party!
Tomorrow night my date and I are going to an open play house party thrown by a very cool swinging couple we know. We've been there before and it's a blast.
House parties are nice because, unlike some clubs, there are no restrictions on where or when play or nudity are allowed. At the play house, anything goes.
The first time we went there we walked into the kitchen and found a girl lying on the island, spread eagle. One guy was drizzling chocolate sauce on her nipples while another girl was licking it off. Another man, naked, was standing in front of the open frig, frowning and looking for more ingredients for "dessert." There was lots of giggling.
Upstairs in the bedrooms was where the serious fucking was going on. We took a lap through the house before going down to the living room where a crowd had gathered around a sybian one guy had brought.
For the uninitiated, a sybian is a sex toy consisting of a mounted phallus and a controller. The guy was working the controller while the girl rode it. With the buttons on the controller he could vary the speed and intensity of the vibration, oscillation and thrust of the phallus. Both were having a great time with it. He - watching her come apart, and she - screaming her head off.
Later, when I took a turn on it, I discovered there was also a roughened knob in front of the phallus that hit my clit just right. My date gave me a wicked grin as he started playing with the buttons and learned that the clit knob vibrated too.
The thrusting of the phallus and the vibrating of the clit knob felt amazing, and he varied the intensity from fast to slow, fast to slow, so I didn't come too fast. Then the other guy was behind me, nibbling my neck and pinching my nipples and it sent me over the edge.
"Watch, she's coming.." someone in the crowd said, stating the glaringly obvious. No shit, Sherlock. People in the next time zone knew I was coming. (Sometimes I can be a little loud.)
I hope he brings it again tomorrow night!
House parties are nice because, unlike some clubs, there are no restrictions on where or when play or nudity are allowed. At the play house, anything goes.
The first time we went there we walked into the kitchen and found a girl lying on the island, spread eagle. One guy was drizzling chocolate sauce on her nipples while another girl was licking it off. Another man, naked, was standing in front of the open frig, frowning and looking for more ingredients for "dessert." There was lots of giggling.
Upstairs in the bedrooms was where the serious fucking was going on. We took a lap through the house before going down to the living room where a crowd had gathered around a sybian one guy had brought.
For the uninitiated, a sybian is a sex toy consisting of a mounted phallus and a controller. The guy was working the controller while the girl rode it. With the buttons on the controller he could vary the speed and intensity of the vibration, oscillation and thrust of the phallus. Both were having a great time with it. He - watching her come apart, and she - screaming her head off.
Later, when I took a turn on it, I discovered there was also a roughened knob in front of the phallus that hit my clit just right. My date gave me a wicked grin as he started playing with the buttons and learned that the clit knob vibrated too.
The thrusting of the phallus and the vibrating of the clit knob felt amazing, and he varied the intensity from fast to slow, fast to slow, so I didn't come too fast. Then the other guy was behind me, nibbling my neck and pinching my nipples and it sent me over the edge.
"Watch, she's coming.." someone in the crowd said, stating the glaringly obvious. No shit, Sherlock. People in the next time zone knew I was coming. (Sometimes I can be a little loud.)
I hope he brings it again tomorrow night!
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