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

• Swallowing the head of his cock, twist your head slightly and slowly from side to side.

• Experiment with extending your tongue out the front of your mouth. It will rub the sensitive underside of his shaft.

• When you exhale, moan to vibrate him in your mouth.

• To give your hands something to do, cup, fondle, or tug on his balls, stimulate his perineum with your fingertips, penetrate his anus with your fingers or a sex toy. You can also reach up and play with his nipples.

• Grab his hips and bring him into your mouth, ”forcing” him all the way in.

• Put his hands on your head. He can rest them lightly and enjoy feeling your head move in addition to the fellatio, or he can move your head as he likes. It might turn you both on to have him “use” your head and mouth in this way. An adventurous variation is for him to grab fistfuls of your hair.

“I’m going to teach you how to suck cock,” Audrey assured me after I confessed my lack of expertise in that particular sexual arena. I looked over at my beautiful blonde best friend, then let my gaze wander down to the crotch of her chicly faded 501s. She caught the glance and knew exactly what I was thinking. “Not on me, silly,” she explained, “on Duncan.” When I remained silent, she glanced up at me from her velvet sofa, her startling green eyes opened wide. “You do like Duncan, don’t you, Stella?”

Now, I blushed. Duncan was Audrey’s very attractive roommate. He had a regular spot on one of those beach-babe shows, and his body was just incredible. Tanned. Muscular. Perfect for the lifeguard he played on TV. Aside from that, he was actually an extremely nice guy. The thought of using him as a living sex toy both excited and terrified me.

“Why not start me off with a banana?” I asked, twirling one of my caramel-colored curls around my fingertips.

“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.