Pussy Licking

This is a brief lesson in pussy licking that was requested by a young man lacking in experience who wanted some “tricks” for the tongue.

The trick is, if there is a trick at all, not just to learn, but to unlearn every time, with every different person. I don’t know if I buy the whole thing about having “skills” and “techniques.” My first orgasm was experienced with a guy who was a virgin. I had been with a few technically experienced guys before him; however, their experience had merely programmed them with a “routine” which was not specific to me: my body, my rhythms, and my idiosyncratic little ass. This guy just went by intuition and paid attention, and he did a fine job. He figured me out like I was a musical instrument. There wasn’t any pressure, just pleasure. We simply played around… licked, sucked, fucked, groaned and giggled until something happened or we fell asleep.

I preface by saying, of course, that I only have experience with my own pussy, so everything I say is my own opinion…

Oh yeah, and all this bullshit is off the top of my head, but here we go…. now then, some tips on orally pleasuring a lady:

Step One, SLOW DOWN!

Everything is all hot and heavy and you get to the moment and she’s going to let you do it and you drop down there… and then, you STOP.

Make her wait a second, (just a second) let the body cool for an instant… you can even gently blow on the pussy. Spread the lips open. Lick around the lips, nibble on the inner thighs. Make her want it. Massage the ass. Spread her open. And then, move in.

A strange thing happens when I’m getting licked. My mind is focused on one thing and one thing only when it’s time to get the pussy licked: the clit. I get absolutely focused on coming, like that’s all there is. Waiting for it, building up to it, is almost torture. I get greedy and lazy. I want it and I want it now. Any teasing is a torment. It’s alright, though, because it’s all part of the game, and the better a guy can play me, the better it is. I get taken on a journey… I re-live episodes from my childhood… I go through high-school again. It’s a fucking meditative therapeutic head-trip; when it’s good. There is nothing in this world so wonderful at a clitoral orgasm brought forth by the gentle wet tickle of a soft and talented tongue. It is fucking amazing. And we love you for it.

If you plummet full-faced into the fray, without direction, discipline, or attention to detail, the sensation received is a general, more mental, sensation. The mind registers something like, “Oh, he’s eating my pussy” and that’s about it. When you slow it down, it gets specific.

We feel every lick, probe, touch… I can feel the air hitting my wet lips when I’m spread open. I’m given the time to shudder and respond to every new sensation. It’s not a race, it’s an experience. The goal is to learn something new about my body, my self, my capacity to feel.

Specific things! (Because this is starting to get me all sauced up and crazy)

When you’re fingering… full, deep, slow thrusts are often preferable to fast ramming.

G-spot stimulation: find the g-spot ! The best way to do this is to move your finger like you’re beckoning someone to “come”… funny, huh? It’s toward the front side of the vaginal wall, and when I have a g-spot orgasm while receiving oral sex, I fucking drip like a faucet. I wrote a story about the g-spot orgasm, you can read all about it here.

We love it when you eat our asses. We don’t judge you for it. You fucking rock if you will shamelessly eat our asses like it’s some sort of pie eating contest gone wild. Finger in the ass is good… slow and steady, playing my ass like an accordion.

And rhythm: slow, steady, building, like a good symphony. Rhythm is good.

Sucking on the clit is soooo nice, light, light nibbling is nice, and putting a finger in the ass while sucking on the clit (this is the accordion feeling) is fucking great.

Let your mind go, let yourself be in the moment… just flow, and go with it. There are times during oral sex that I forget I have a body, and I become a giant, glowing, infinite pussy, pulsing and wet, and the man buried in my juices is like some 8 armed Shiva, doing some mystical dance all over my nervous system. He is a God, and I am nothing but sex.

Oh lord, whatever. Just make me melt and lick up the drippings. I’m going to go take a fucking shower now.

I love you all.

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