Violet Blue - The Ultimate Guide to Fellatio - How to Go Down on a Man and Give Him Mind-Blowing Pleasure

He can come on me anywhere—yum! I don’t care. My tits, face, in my mouth, stomach… as long as he’s coming on or in me I don’t care.

Many people enjoy it when their lover comes in their mouth, but not everyone does, and those who do like it don’t always want to do it every time. When you’re with a lover you’re familiar with, you may recognize his body’s signals that an orgasm is imminent, or you may have an agreed-upon signal. If you know you don’t want him coming in your mouth and you’ve agreed on a signal, this is the time you’ll get that signal. Then you can move him out of your mouth so he comes elsewhere. Not infrequently at this stage, men put their hands on your head, sometimes involuntarily. For many men, touching your head is affectionate; it feels good to connect with you and be fully present in the activity. Their intention may be to guide your head faster, slower, or deeper. But sometimes it feels inappropriate. If you don’t like this or it makes you feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to stop the session; simply move his hands to your shoulders or onto his own body. If you like the guidance or relish having him take control, then this is the right time to let go, and having his hands on your head provides the perfect way to do it.

I used to get freaked out thinking about the possibility of him putting his hands on the back of my head. But now when my boyfriend does it, it’s like he just wants the contact with me, and he strokes my hair and face. It’s sweet and turns me on!

When he’s bucking or grinding and you know that an orgasm is right around the corner, do what you can to hang on and keep doing whatever it is you’re doing. Don’t stop! Hang on to his hips or buttocks if you’re worried about getting bucked off, or conversely, you can control his thrusts if he’s going overboard. Gripping him like this can really increase his pleasure, and some guys go crazy being held onto this way. He might also like to have his thighs immobilized before orgasm: simply hold them firmly still. Also try putting his legs together. If thrusting is unwanted, have him lie on his back for fellatio, and with your hand on his shaft you can position your forearms on his hips, using your body weight to keep his hips down. If after all the bucking and grinding is over you feel like a cowpoke with whiplash, you may want to talk about it later.

When he orgasms, the delightful contractions begin, and you’ll feel the muscles in his cock spasm as ejaculate is released. A man can have many types of orgasms; some men can orgasm without ejaculation, when soft, or without any muscular contractions in their penises. Men with disabilities such as spinal cord injuries may experience “phantom orgasms” elsewhere in the body. Orgasms vary in length, on average anywhere from five seconds to three minutes. Some orgasms are sweat-drenched, roof-raising events; others pass with barely a sigh of released breath and a lovely glow to his cheeks—and there’s everything in between.

For people who use condoms with oral sex, spitting or swallowing isn’t an issue, but everyone else needs to take a minute before the act even begins to decide what they want to do. Communication is crucial no matter what you decide. If it’s okay, let him know so that he can completely relax when orgasm is close—some men are acutely aware that not everyone wants to swallow and can get anxious prior to orgasm if you haven’t talked about it. If it’s not okay, or if you’re just not sure, tell him. Most men will be glad you brought it up (and if they’re not, kick them right out of bed). If you don’t tell him and you try to hide an unpleasant reaction when he orgasms, you run the risk of hurting his feelings. Instead, tell him that you’re not sure you want him to come in your mouth, and ask him to give you a tap on the shoulder or tell you when he is about to come.

When I suck a guy off I swallow his cum. Spitting it out is too much trouble, plus my swallowing makes him really happy.

When you want to avoid him coming in your mouth, move your mouth off of him and continue stroking his penis with your hand. He can ejaculate elsewhere:

• He can come on your closed lips.

• He can ejaculate onto other sexy places, such as your neck or chest.

• You can use both hands to stroke him to orgasm, then let one hand linger at the head and catch it when he comes.

• You can allow him to come in your mouth, but into the side of your mouth, your cheek. The ejaculate misses your tongue, where the taste buds can trigger a sensitive gag reflex. Then you can discreetly spit it into the hand on his penis.

One time he came in my mouth and I didn’t think I could deal with it, but at the last minute his penis slipped into my cheek and he came there, instead of on my tongue or in my throat. It was totally different, and easier.

During orgasm you may be either pushed away from his penis, or pulled closer to maximize penis-mouth contact. He might love having you continue to stroke him all the way through his orgasm, but some men find that the head is extremely sensitive right after orgasm and can barely stand the slightest movement. Slowing your motions and stopping as he is coming is a good idea; most men will stop you if it feels too intense and they want you to hold still. You can lightly kiss and lick his cock after he comes, or you can tenderly hold it in your mouth or hand for a few minutes. Then, make your way up to eye level and see what he feels like doing next—he may just need a few minutes to relax in his post-orgasmic haze. If he’s sensitive about cleanliness and scent, wipe your face with a damp washcloth (the one you thoughtfully placed by the bed earlier) before you kiss him on the face or lips.

She pulled up my underpants and pants, rezipped, buttoned, and buckled them, and lay down on my chest. We hugged and kissed, and I could smell the strong scent of my sperm from deep in her throat, and taste it on her lips and tongue.

We form a perfect union when we 69. Jarred on top and me on the bottom, cocks between lips, hands moving and roaming. The fact that he’s black and I’m white simply adds to the theme. Photo negatives. Mirror images. Reflections in still water.

There are plenty of occasions when we don’t take our time. Moments when it’s all about the end. All about shooting, creaming, and then collapsing. During those times, the romance of our relationship fades and we just f-u-c-k—fuck. Slam into each other with everything we’ve got. Sweaty, groping, fists and fingers, eyes shut, mouths open.

But now, in the late-afternoon light, we are in love, and we take things slowly. I caress the sweet, swollen head of his cock using only my full lips, wet from a single lick. No tongue yet. Cradling the rounded head, teasing it with the slippery kisses that I know will make him want to go fast. He rewards—or is it tortures?—me with the same behavior. Millimeter by millimeter, he works his dreamy mouth over the tip of my throbbing dick before finally sliding his lips down the shaft.

More slowly, I suck him, paying attention to every single sensation as I pump my mouth up and down. His earthy taste, his honey smell, the way his balls hang down, the way he groans when I graze them with my fingers or tug them gently as I suck a little harder.

When I become so focused on every second, I realize that I am paying attention to more than just Jarred. More than just sex. In the still afternoon, I am aware. The mattress is firm beneath me. The sound of an old jazz record plays in the apartment next door, scritch-scratching every few bars in a way that a CD can’t. The rhythm of Jarred’s breathing seems to match the music. The one thing I forget about is me. I am gone, no longer important, no longer a player.