Cunnilingus — a real story of a girl about unearthly pleasure
Is cunnilingus always enjoyable? If you don”t experience bliss during oral sex, what”s wrong? This girl”s story will help both women and men — unless, of course, the latter are Oscar nominees and don”t want their partners to orgasm in bed.
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Years of pretending
It was St. Patrick”s Day in Dublin and my best friend and I decided to get away from London for the weekend. The trip was spontaneous, and rooms had to be booked at the last minute, so I checked into an airport hotel. Dressed in green from head to toe, we boarded a bus and headed downtown to watch the parade.
We stood in the crowd, and behind us stood three handsome men. We realized that they were Australians. We heard their jokes, joined the conversation and immediately hit it off.
We needed to warm up — we had been in the cold for a long time. The boys invited us to a nearby park where we ordered hot pot roast and Guinness. I took off my coat and realized that the most beautiful Australian face had fallen on my neck. I bit my lip to hide my grin and moved over to Mark for a kiss.
By the end of the meal we were drunk and talking as loudly and noisily as the rest of the pub”s customers.
We decided to go out into the fresh air. When I stumbled, Mark took my hand. After walking around the cobbled streets, we decided to go to another bar. There was a dance floor and we soon found ourselves there. There was live Irish music.
I ordered another glass of Guinness. Mark smiled and winked, handing me the glass. His smile was so sexy. The music continued to play as his arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer. Lifting my chin, he covered my lips with his. Mark”s hands continued to slide over my dress, over every curve of my body.
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The people around us didn”t pay attention to what we were doing. At this point, Mark explored my mouth with his tongue and slowly ran his fingers over my other lips. Our bodies touched, and his hand disappeared under the hem of my dress, inside my tights. He pulled my lace panties aside and began teasing my clit. Then he turned me around and put his hand between my thighs again. His warm fingers ran over my skin and then penetrated deep inside me. I threw my head back to find his lips and moaned into his mouth, trying to control myself.
The party continued and I became more and more interested in it.
Returning to the hotel room, Mark took off his shirt, revealing his tanned and toned torso. Then he pulled me towards him. His hands hastily pulled off my dress and panties.
Kuni. survey. survey results: how many men and women like cunnilingus
Call me weird, but I never understood why there was so much fuss about cunnilingus. It always seemed to me that a big, wagging dog”s tongue was trying to extract the alphabet from me. For me it was a little weak, I always needed intense and fast sex with simultaneous vaginal penetration and clitoral stimulation. The thought that a man could bring me to orgasm with the tip of his tongue touched me to the point of madness.
For 12 years I lived in pretense.
When everyone gave me cunnilingus, I dealt with O and Ahi, grabbed them by the hair and pulled them, hoping to return them to the correct position. Of course, it”s erotic and sexy, and I would never emphasize the importance of foreplay. It didn”t work for me. And when they tickled me, I just laughed. During oral sex this is usually frowned upon.
But then I lay down on the bed in the Dublin Hotel and found myself with a completely unfamiliar man’s head between my legs, oh, it felt so good. Very good. I grabbed the sheets with obvious and genuine pleasure, threw my head back and moaned deeply into the ceiling. It was like nothing. I”ve never encountered this before.
In relation to my clitoris, Mark did not limit himself to soft movements of his tongue. No, that”s not true. He sucked hungrily on my clit until I exploded.
I actually grabbed his hair as these sensations spread throughout my body. I held his head and prayed that he would continue. And then I finished.
