“Bananas break,” Audrey said knowingly. “You don’t want to choke. If anything, we can use a cucumber to get you ready while we wait for Duncan to show up.”
Before I could say a word, she headed to the kitchen. I heard her rustling around in the refrigerator, and we she came back, she had a slender zucchini in one hand. “We were all out of cukes. So hold this while I buzz Duncan.” That said, she dashed off a quick message to her roommate on his Blackberry, and then she returned to cuddle next to me on her leopard-print lounge. I sat staring at the vegetable and wondering why I was getting so wet.
“Here’s the deal,” Audrey began. “Breathing is the most important part of going down deep. Before you slide the zucchini into your throat, I want you to exhale—”
Her instructions reminded me of my Yoga class. Don’t breathe the breath, let the breath breathe you. Still, I did my best, pretending the veggie was Duncan and slipping the head into my mouth. As I worked the slippery zucchini farther in, Audrey continued, “Inhale when you pull it out, and you’ll be ready for him to slide inside you again.” I pushed the smooth veggie-tool back into my throat, and I tentatively tried swallowing down on it. Quickly, I pulled the zucchini back out again.
“It feels weird,” I said, hoping I didn’t sound too panicked.
“You need the real thing,” Audrey assured me. “But don’t worry, I’ll never leave your side. What you require in this sort of situation is an oral authority.” I stared down at the slippery zucchini discarded despondently in my lap. “Giving head is just like anything else,” Audrey continued. “You learn the little tricks of the trade, and your confidence grows. Duncan will be gentle with you. Just keep your hand on the base of his cock, and you’ll be in control. You can push back if he’s going too fast.”
Duncan arrived ten minutes later. I wondered how many red lights he’d run on his way over, but I didn’t bother asking. My face was probably as crimson as my dress, and I found that I couldn’t meet his eyes. He sat down on the chair across from me and just smiled, obviously waiting for someone to tell him the game plan. Audrey perched her lithe body up on the arm of his chair and started whispering to him. I could make out snippets of her discussion—“Not a virgin, just not super comfortable with the whole idea”—and then I looked down at my hands again.
After a moment, Duncan came to sit by my side. “Is it something you really want to learn, Stella?” he asked.
I nodded.
“Then it’s best to practice with friends,” and the Cheshire grin on his face let me know he understood just how ridiculous this all was. A willing girl was going to give him a blow job, and he would be expected to give instructions all the way through. “But I’d like it if Audrey would help you relax, first,” he said, and as he spoke, my naughty best friend got into position on the floor between my thighs and lifted the hem of my dress. As soon as I felt Audrey’s breath on my panties, I sighed. And as soon as I sighed, Duncan put my hand on the crotch of his jeans. We were starting from the top.
Slowly, I worked down his button fly. Then I watched as he split the jeans open for me, revealing his erection. Audrey had her mouth pressed against my pussy now through my panties, and I turned my head and opened my own mouth, bringing the tip of Duncan’s hard-on between my lips. “That’s the way,” he said, sliding his hands through my light brown curls. “You just relax and take it all the way down. The key word here is relax, and remember to breathe—”
I swallowed against the smooth, silky skin of his cock, then drew the length farther down my throat. As I worked him harder, Audrey continued her kissing and licking games between my legs. Suddenly, I realized that she wasn’t simply working to build my arousal, she was showing me how I was supposed to tease Duncan. Closing my eyes, I paid attention to Audrey’s lesson. I swirled my tongue around the shaft of Duncan’s cock, then closed my lips firmly on the head. When Audrey tricked the tip of her tongue in a circle around my clit, I did the same thing to the head of Duncan’s cock. And when she brought her hands into the action, cradling my hips and lifting up, I slid one hand down to cup and stroke Duncan’s balls.
“Oh, yeah,” he moaned, “just lightly. Just like that.”
But what I really wanted to do was learn how to swallow. This had always made me back off from going down on a man. The not knowing what would happen frightened me too much to ever remain calm. My throat would close down, and I’d pull away and shake my head. Now, as Audrey continued to dine on me, I felt a wave of excitement transplant my previous fear. Duncan brought one hand against my throat, and he stroked there. “Relax,” he said. “Relax and just let it happen. If you need to pull back for a second, that’s okay.”
At his instructions, I felt myself open up, felt his cock slip a little farther down my throat. Duncan sped up the rhythm now, sliding back and forth, gaining a bit of headroom with each thrust. It was as if he were fucking all the way through me, and that thought turned me on even more. As I grew more aroused, I worked him with a fiercer intensity. My fingers tripped down behind his balls, and I caressed that magical spot back there, danced the tips of my fingers more firmly against his skin. Duncan continued to help me now, thrusting deeper and deeper into my throat. I had to move to get more comfortable, and I pulled away from Audrey and went on all fours on the sofa, facing Duncan, drinking him.
Immediately, Audrey got behind me on the sofa, and she slid my panties down my thighs and squirmed her way back into a position that allowed her to go to work on my pussy once again. And as she brought me right to the peak, Duncan started to come. I could tell when it was going to happen by the way his moans grew louder, his breathing harsher. He gripped his hands onto my shoulders, held tight, and shot his load deep down my throat. I swallowed against him, draining every last drop, and then slowly he slid from my lips and collapsed back against the sofa.
Pulling away from Audrey, I sprawled next to him. I could taste his juices still, the tart taste of come, slightly salty, very sexy. When I flicked my tongue over my top lip, Duncan gave me one of his trademark smiles. “See?” he murmured, reaching out to stroke my hair out of my eyes. “Now, you’re an oral authority as well.”
I looked at him, then looked over at my green-eyed friend, whose mouth was shiny with my own erotic juices. “Time to share the pleasure,” I told Duncan as we both reached for Audrey and spread her out on the couch…
CHAPTER 10
More Techniques
Fellatio has this lovely, Zen-like way of being able to flow in and out of a wide variety of sexual activities. You can make it the only thing you do with your lover, a hands-and-mouth-only encounter, you can pepper it into your regular intercourse routine—or you can really spice things up by combining it with sex toys, penetration, or more. Pressure points can be stimulated to bring him to higher points of ecstasy, using the sensations of heat and cold can enhance pleasure, and you can try mixing pain with pleasure, adding bondage, or fantasy play to push the boundaries of fellatio.
Sex Toys
As we come to realize that we adults really like to be big kids sometimes, and that oral sex is one of the areas in which we can really be playful, then it’s only natural for the fellatio discussion to turn to sex toys. The world of sex toys is big (and sometimes overwhelming), and there are quite a few you can add to fellatio, or use to enhance certain aspects of your stimulation.