Olivia Marsh - Expert Tongue Trippers

"When we got to the bedroom, she undressed me. Which is a great turn-on. She even took off my shoes and socks.

"And then, when we were both naked, she grabbed hold of my cock and started working on it until it was as hard as it could possibly be. Then she slipped back to her knees and gently took my prick between her lips. She put her arms around my ass and slowly took the full length of my cock down her throat. I wanted to scream. That's how good it felt. And I was standing there, watching her suck my cock, which made it even more exciting.

"She got me to the point of almost shooting and then she backed off. Then she lowered her head and started to lick on my balls. First one and then the other. She even took them one at a time into her mouth and sucked gently on them. That literally drove me up the wall. I never wanted that feeling to stop.

"And then when she pulled off my balls and leaned way down with her head and started to lick my feet, I knew I had a really good lay. I mean, how many women will lick your feet? Not many. But I sure as hell had one.

"I felt really manly at that point. I reached down and grabbed her. I pulled her to her feet and then picked her up in my arms. A real hero, right?

"She was a little heavier than I thought she'd be, and I have to admit to stumbling a little on the way to the bed, but I finally made it. I put her on her back and was halfway up on the bed myself, ready to get between her legs, when she scrambled to her hands and knees.

" ‘Fuck me this way,' she said, in this real tense voice. Now shit, man, I'd never fucked a girl from behind before, but I figured if she wanted it, she'd get it.

"I had to feel my way. I wasn't even sure just where her cunt was from that angle. But I found her pussy easy enough. And it was in a damned good position. She was over by the edge of the bed, so I could stand on the floor and ram my cock to her that way.

"I put the knob of my cock up against her pussy and shoved. Not hard, but hard enough for a couple of inches to slide into that warm, wet hole. Cheryl's body got stiff immediately and her whole frame started to shake. She was having an orgasm. Bigger than hell. And just from my putting a couple of inches of my cock in her.

"That made me realize that I was getting to be a damned good fucker.

"I grabbed hold of her ass and started to plow my cock to her slow and steady. I had to build her up again. But it didn't take long, because just a few seconds later, she was begging me. ‘Fuck me hard,' she whispered. ‘Please, fuck my cunt hard!'

"So I did what she told me. And just a few seconds after that, I shot. There wasn't any holding back. She wanted a hard, steady fuck and when I fucked hard and steady I shot off. Simple as that.

"But after I shot, she wouldn't let me go. She kept my half-hard cock inside her and wriggled around until she had it hard again. Which wasn't long. And then she got her second hard, steady fuck of the night. Only this time it was a lot longer. And a hell of lot more enjoyable.

"Altogether, I was in Cheryl's apartment five hours. I fucked her twice and she sucked me off once. Not bad for a night's work.

"I left her with the promise to come back anytime she wanted me. I was her fucking slave. Literally.

"But then, wouldn't you know, three days later I got up and went to the John and sure enough that same old familiar burning began as soon as I started to take a leak. I remember standing there, feeling that burn, and cursing. And I damned near cried, that's how upset I was. Even Cheryl… even she was handing out the clap. And even more, it meant that I wasn't the only one using Cheryl's cunt. She was handing it around pretty freely. She must be.

"I went back to see my old pal the doc again, but this time he wasn't so easy on me. ‘This is the third time for you,' he said, with a rotten grimace on his face.

"I admitted it. But I told him I really didn't fuck around much as three cases of the clap in one year would seem to indicate. I told him I was just unlucky in my choice of partners. He agreed with that.

"He told me that he really couldn't sit back and let me ruin my life, I would become immune to the treatment, he said, if I continued the way I was going. ‘Therefore,' he said very seriously, 'I feel it's my duty to tell your parents.'

"Shit, man, the ceiling fell in, because despite my pleading with him, despite my almost getting on my hands and knees to beg him not to, the doc went and told my parents.

"Both of them-my mother and father-were waiting for me when I got home from school a couple of days later. Mom had gotten the letter and called Dad home from work immediately.

"I won't go into the terrible particulars, but have you ever thought about how it would feel to be seventeen, when you consider yourself a big wheel, a real ‘man' and then have your old man force you to drop your pants-right in front of your mother-and get over his knees and take about eight thousand slams with a belt? It was awful… terrible. It was the worst thing I'd ever had done to me in my life.

"They ranted and raved at me, and cut off my allowance and the use of the car. And, they added, if they ever found out I was indulging in 'sexual activities' again, they'd take me to church and make me make a public confession-to the whole damned congregation.

"I'd do anything in the world to avoid that, so that night, as I was lying on my stomach-my ass hurt too much to do anything else-I thought back to what Roger had said. 'If you don't know the cunt,' he'd said, ‘be satisfied with the mouth.' But even his advice didn't work all the time. I'd known Cheryl and she still gave me a dose. So I resolved right there that, come hell or high water, I'd be satisfied with the mouth. And I haven't suffered a bit."

One of the more interesting theories put forth regarding oral sex is that found in Frank Caprio's Variations of Sexual Behavior. His theory is particularly relevant in the analysis of this case, for it illuminates some of the less obvious autoerotic overtones which were observed in the subject. For example, practically all of the subject's experiences were related to masturbatory fantasies of some form or other, The rather immature, adolescent approach to sex, although partly a product of cultural conditioning, nevertheless indicates the desire on the part of the subject to use the female as a sexual object. Caprio explains this type of behavior as follows:

Mouth-genital contacts can be explained on the hypothesis that a person wants someone else to do what he is unable to do himself. The desire for fellatio is a projection of unconscious desire for auto-fellatio. The desire for cunnilingus in a woman is a projection of an unconscious desire to suck the nipples of her own breasts…

The question most interesting regarding Harold's case, however, relates again to the psychological problems which may develop out of his repeated venereal infections. Although it is certain that he has formed somewhat unhealthy associations with regard to more conventional sexual relations, we feel that these associations will be of a temporary nature, and are not likely to result in lasting psychological damage. This prognosis is, of course, dependent upon the subject's ability to relate to the opposite sex in a more complete and self-giving manner, rather than as the mere fulfillment of sexual fantasy.

His Tongue was a Teenage Legend

"It began, I guess, when Joey first kissed me. He pulled me close and his big beard grazed my chin. Then he clamped his lips down hard on mine and a moment later pried my mouth open with his tongue.

"Other guys had kissed me that way, but they didn't have a tongue like Joey's. I don't know how to explain it, but that kiss was the sexiest thing that had ever happened to me. His tongue slithered into my mouth in a way that gave me strange, new sensations. Even then I could imagine him lapping at my cunt. I didn't dare hope for that sort of thing. I knew that many guys didn't go in for it, and I preferred not to think about what I'd have to do in return.