Went Down So Hard on Her My Lips Were Sore
A few weeks ago I removed a blog entry for the first time. It was about a date with my friend Gabi, coming out of lockdown, in which I went down on her for well over a half hour and the two of us enjoyed a lovely, intimate, orgasmic experience. I published it with her knowledge and permission, but she recently reconsidered her comfort level and asked me to take it down.
I kind of miss that entry though, because it was one of my most extensive descriptions of going down on a woman, and with friends recently asking to read my thoughts on providing oral pleasure, I decided to resurrect and rewrite the entry, but in a slightly different form.
So in this entry my goal is to leverage the narrative from my night with Gabi, but to tell it in a different context and instead focus on a recent night at Twist, my favorite sex club in San Francisco. I've never quite approached a blog entry this way before so let's see how it goes.
At Twist my night had been going well. I was there with my friend Dusty and after a while we had found another couple to play with and I was going down on the woman, a lovely blonde whose name I never did get, while Dusty was being fucked by her date.
Normally, when I'm on a one-on-one date, I like to take my time when performing cunnilingus, stretching out the enjoyment both for myself and for her. I believe so much is tied to the build up, and I like to take it slow, teasing her and building the anticipation . [Editor's note: if you really want to read a story about building anticipation, check out the Orgasmed with Her Pants Still On entry.]
Of course, it's different with every woman, and every date. Partly just because I don't want to follow the same playbook every time. It would get boring for me. But mostly because every woman, as I said, is different. Some are more orgasmic than others. Some like it rough and others like it gentle. Some love a long, slow build up while others would rather cut to the chase. You just have to get a sense for each woman and go where the mood - and their body language - takes you.
That said, if I have to describe a typical cunnilingus session, for me at least it all starts with a kiss. I love a long, slow, sensuous kiss, feeling her body quiver as I hold her head in my hands and run my fingers through her hair. Then I like to turn my attention to her neck and shoulders, kissing them lightly and stroking them with my beard, listening for her soft moans of delight.
I will usually continue my journey, in no rush, lingering for a while at my date's tits. I enjoy just taking the time to play with them, in the truest sense of the word. With no objective, no agenda, no goal. I will fondle them for a bit, sucking and licking her nipples, maybe tracing them with my fingers.
After having my fill of her tits, I will allow my attention to start wandering lower and lower, slowly making my way down to her stomach, her belly button, and finally her pubic mound.
Usually I'll linger for quite a while before removing her panties. Instead I will play with them, teasing and torturing her the whole while. I may pull her panties down slightly , exposing and playing with the top of her pubic hair (if she has any). I may stick a finger between her panties and her pussy, pulling them away from her wetness, but being careful not to touch her pussy with my fingers. I may run my nose or chin up and down her panties, enjoying any wet spot I encounter. I may open my mouth wide and exhale slowly, allowing her to feel my hot breath through the thin fabric.
Finally, when I judge she can't take it any more (or maybe even well past that point) , I will slowly remove her panties and take in the pink beauty that lay beneath.
I love to just drink in my date's pussy, examining her puffy outer lips and inner ones peeking out. I'll check out whether her clit is standing at attention or whether it's being shy, hiding under her perky little hood.
At this point, I might start playing with her outer lips with my fingers, feeling how wet she is. I'll often trace her labia with my fingers, maybe taking it between my thumb and forefinger, applying gentle pressure to the pussy, gently moving it back and forth.
I will usually start kissing and sucking her outer lips, maybe nibbling gently and playing with them with my lips and tongue. As with her tits, I am never in a hurry when exploring her pussy. I will take my time to enjoy every aspect of the ride.
When going down on a woman I almost always avoid her clit until the last possible moment. I will work my way around her pussy, slowly making my way ever closer to her clit, but taking care not to actually touch it. Instead I want to torture her and make her wait.
By this point we could be 10 or 15, maybe even 20 minutes in, and chances are her clit is fully engorged, throbbing for attention. At this point I'll likely start using my tongue to trace all around it, around the hood, just above, below, and to the sides of it, but not yet giving it direct stimulation.
Another thing I like to do around now, if I haven't already, is to start playing with her pussy with my hand, touching her folds with my fingertips while my tongue continues its torturous circles around her clit. So close and yet so far. Eventually, my fingers work their way into her vagina, and I will start slowly massaging her G spot. Depending on her orgasmic style, I may start to feel vaginal contractions from the stimulation I'm delivering.
But you never know for sure. Every woman is different.
Finally, when I sense she's ready to explode, I will allow my tongue to find its way to her clit. I find it best to apply steady, gentle pressure, with rhythmic motions, which could be side to side, or could be in the form of gentle circles. But the key is whatever technique I've chosen, to continue it without variation. This steady rhythm is what I've found to be most likely to send her over the edge.
But I have one last trick, which I'll pull out when I really want to drive her crazy. I will envelope her clit in my lips, and apply gentle suction, while continuing to perform rhythmic flicking or circling with my tongue. With this technique I'm simultaneously pulling her clit out of its hiding spot and engorging it with blood, while still providing gentle, rhythmic stimulation. I've rarely met a woman who doesn't go nuts for this particular move.
Now, with the blonde woman at Twist, I accelerated the process a bit, which is par for the course as no one spends a half hour on foreplay at a sex club - in my experience at least. But I still followed the broad outlines I just described, playing with her tits and her stomach, starting with her outer lips, eventually rhythmically circling my tongue around her clit while my fingers found their way into her pussy.
And, eventually, I applied my suction trick.
I don't know what it was about this particular woman, but the moment I applied suction, her entire body convulsed, her back arched, and she grabbed my head and pulled it in closer to her pussy. But instead of a "stop doing this" grab, it was unmistakably a "don't you dare stop doing this" grab.
So I didn't stop. I just kept on applying the suction (and the back and forth tongue action, and the fingers in her pussy), and she maintained her orgasmic ride. For a heck of a long time. I could sense orgasm after orgasm washing over her and I could feel her pussy convulsing over and over. Every muscle in her body was tensed, and it was clear every ounce of her focus was on the sensations emanating from her pussy.
It was clear to those around us that something unusual was happening, even for a sex club, and we were starting to attract the attention of others. I have a top three orgasmic women I've known in my life, and this woman - or at least this session - tops the list. I felt it to be such a privilege to be able to impart this level of ecstasy to a fellow human being that I decided I was not going to stop, regardless of my physical state, and I would just let her keep riding it out.
The only thing that was slightly physically challenging came with the level of suction I was applying. I was sucking hard, because she was responding better the more I sucked (every woman is different), and my mouth was getting sore and my teeth were starting to chafe against my inner lips. And yet I continued.
I would estimate that we spent at least 20 minutes, maybe 30 in that position, and I doubt she had any letup in her orgasms the entire time. She certainly never let go of my head, and her body remained in its tense arch the entire time.
At some point in all of this, another woman had seen us from across the room and came over to watch, eventually getting her face right up next to mine. This second woman was trying to get my attention, I assumed because she wanted to have me go down on her, but it turns out it was because she wanted to take a turn going down on the first woman. I guess she wanted to experience delivering that much pleasure for herself.
My mouth now truly exhausted, I let her tag in, but for whatever reason, be it technique or enthusiasm, her attentions weren't doing much at all for the first woman so they quickly called it quits. I exchanged some pleasantries with the first woman and she expressed her gratitude, but the second woman really wanted to know what the magic was [Editor's note: that's exactly what she asked me: "Can you show me the magic?"] so I offered to go down on her to show her what it was like.
She (the second woman) jumped at the chance, and I replicated the process that had sent the first woman into such a frenzy. But instead of experiencing an orgasmic buildup, the second woman just seemed to start getting annoyed and finally broke it off, asking me "that was the magic?" Assuring her that it was, she shrugged and went back to her date, perplexed and I think a little frustrated.
Usually I have had very good experiences going down on women. I've certainly done my share of it and I've tried to observe and build upon what seems to have given the most women the most pleasure. And yet here we were, two different women in one night, with two completely different experiences.
The first woman seemed to have the orgasm of her life, while the second woman seems to have felt nothing. Don't ask me why.
Every woman is different.
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