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If You’re Treating Oral S** Like a Chore, Don’t Bother
Guys, we can tell if you’re not into it — and you’re not doing us any favors
Aliya S. King
Aliya S. King
Jan 31, 2020·4 min read
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FFair warning: There’s no way to talk about this except directly. Don’t expect puns, double entendres, or any of the other usual ways folks make light of what is a serious topic.

You’re a grown man. You may be single, sleeping around, engaged, married, divorced — whatever the case, you’ve likely had a few serious relationships over the years. You’ve been having s** for a while and believe in learning how to please your partner. You know that the days of men rushing to o***** and then knocking out are over. You respect any person who welcomes you into their bed, and you thrive on getting it right.

Here’s where you’re likely getting it wrong.

Giving oral is very different between the sexes. If you have a p****, you probably know how to pleasure yourself and have been doing so since adolescence. Your d*** has been in your hands for ages; you likely have a set routine to reach o*****. For the most part, getting a b******* can be an extension of that routine and helping a woman figure out works for you might not be difficult.

Are you committed to going down for the long haul even if you’re not being stimulated?

Those of us with vaginas and clitorises aren’t always that lucky. There are no tropes in our culture that hint at what turns a woman on. We’re not taught to explore our bodies, and there’s more shame than knowledge around our intimate parts. While mothers expect to find hand lotion and crusty socks in their sons’ bedrooms, no one discusses what an adolescent girl might be doing. Many women come into adulthood still confused about what turns them on and not confident enough to express this to their partners.

So I’ll be blunt: We need experts. Oral is not for the faint of heart. It’s a grown man’s sport. An expert is fine with spreading legs and holding them there indefinitely, or using face-sitting as an alternative. An expert is confident enough to stop and check in to make sure it still feels good. An expert is always experimenting. An expert is not darting the first two inches of his tongue in and out like a gecko. An expert knows that direct stimulation of her c*** — when the time is right — is likely the way to get her to the Promised Land.

But to be an expert, you have to actually want to do it. That’s it. Everything else will come. (Okay, one pun.)

If you don’t like doing oral, we can tell. Think about how you feel getting a b******* from someone who’s clearly not into it — either not into the act itself, or not interested in maximizing your pleasure.

If you feel tentative or nervous, don’t go down there. And although going down on your woman should be a given (if she likes it, of course), it’s better to not do it at all than to do it half-assed.

If you’re turned off by a woman’s natural aroma, same rule applies. You’re not built for it. There was a time when women were encouraged to put all kinds of nonsense in our nether regions to smell “right.” We know better now. The v***** is self-cleaning. If you want to, you can catch her fresh from the shower. But if you need her to smell like roses and incense down there… don’t bother. (But do grow up.)

If you can’t focus for at least 30 minutes, don’t go down there. The average woman needs anywhere from 15 minutes to a smooth hour to o***** from c**********. Is your neck strong? Are you committed to the long haul even if you’re not being stimulated? Part of what makes oral both amazing and intimidating for women is the pure selflessness of the act. A 69 position so that everyone is stimulated might seem like a good compromise — but honestly, that’s Advanced Oral. If your partner hasn’t tried it, or either of you gets too distracted to hold up your part of the bargain, you might want to hold off.

Unlike sports, just being willing to get it right makes you an expert. That’s not to say there’s no such thing as too much enthusiasm — but we’re down to coach if you’re down to learn. Because just like every other s***** moment, your ears are the most important body part of all.
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Mr John…she stammered.shhhhh I said. If I tell your mom you were actually f****** on my couch she’ll beat you ground you or? Yeah I know. How can we make this right? Well if I won’t tell you can’t tell. Come over here and sit on my lap. No straddle my legs and face me. Are we going to really f***? No sweetie. You are 13, and I’m not insane. But a little foreplay to give you your o***** would be a nice way to end your night. She edged up to me , saw the huge bulge in my pants. And spread her thighs apart and nestled her tight little a** on my legs. God she was warm. I parted her blouse snd palm ribbed her n******. A minute later she closed her eyes and leaned backwards, her tongue lolling in her mouth. I Slowely began sucking and licking her now hardening n******. Slurp. Slurp. I suckled her tips. Oh oh Mr John you really know how to s*** n******. She panted. Now I ran my fingernails from her spread open knees to her very inner thighs. She felt terrific and parted her thighs wider. I smelled her young eager p**** aroma. It was intoxicating. You smell so fresh sweetie. My name is Lizzie. Call me Lizzie. As I messaged her thighs she respread hrr thighs. Am I all drippy? She asked. I moved my fingers to the edge of her vaginal flesh. Yes swee Lizz you are a little slippery. Met I touch your very soft p**** Lizz? Yes yes I ran my fingers over the slushy slit. From a** hole to her c*** I let my fingers fiddle and wiggle in between her inner and outer lips. Nearly virgin as she was the flesh was delicate and lovely. My fingers and c*** tingled as I played with her p****. She gasped a little. Oh oh oh press on my c******* Mr John. Rub it gently. It’s all on fire down there.what’s on fire? My hot p**** Mr John. I know Lizz but it will get much much hotter . I felt up between her inner lips and gently rubbing her buttonwatcher her face contorted as she bit met bottom lip. Ooooo ooooo. Ooooo she slobbered. Yes honey let it go let it grow wild up into your belly and spread. I will get much more exciting. Her 13 yr old p**** enraged my c*** snd it twitched maddeningly. I caressed the wet button slowly and drew circles around it then tapped it seversl times. Then pinched it and then pressed on it. Then gripped the tiny button. Oh oh oh I’m i’m ( I stopped all movements. She unstiffenefd her torso and nearly collapsed. No no no don’t stop. Just for a minute. Your climb up will be even better. Oh s*** oh s*** I have to peepee. Go ahead let it come. She let loose snd peed into a cup i ok held. I watched her urinate and nearly blew my wad. She finished. I wiped her puss and slid my finger to her wet c******* again. Yes yes yes as I rolled my finger over the now very tender c*** I lifted her Fanny closer to my chest. Now my hot breath covered her c***. But also bared her tiny button slowly and hole. It was pink and puckered. Tho delicious looking I chose to use my other finger to eiggle it over her sss hole. She jiggled her a** cheeks trying to tighten them, but I pulled them apart and slid my index finger up into her lovely little yielding hole as fsr as I could. Once fullly inserted I wiggled it round and round and round. She gagged a bit but I gently lifted the hood on her c*** and sucked it into my lips. My waiting tongue began licking her c*** faster and faster. She grunted. She cried out as her wave of lust built up. As I sucked harder she waved her arms skyward snd grabbed her n******, pinching hard. A wild scream may have begun, but no sound was emitting from her gasping mouth. Her a** rippled and bounced on my legs. She stiffened and then looking into my eyes she collapsed against my body. Gasping for oxygen she sagged into e***** exstacy. Oh god oh god. I hugged her tiny body warmly. Was it good for you Lizz? I asked.

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