From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Guide To Super Sex (MF, oral)
Date: 10 Jan 1996 19:21:27 GMT

			My Guide to Super Sex

	I love licking snatch!

	I am not one of those guys who pretend to like it, I truly
love it! If you take the time to learn the fine art of cunnilingus,
it's like learning to play an instrument. With practise, and a real
desire to master your chosen instrument, in time you will be asked to
perform and demonstrate your talents.

	That's how it was with me. Until recently I was always being
asked for a performance and always an encore. The best advertising is
word of mouth and I had lots of admiring fans who were hoping for a
chance at their own "benefit" concert. Since I met Lana though, I have
become a private performer only. However, as a public service, I
thought that I would share my secrets for fantastic sex with others
less fortunate.

	When I was younger, I thought that going down on my
girlfriends was a duty. A chore rather than a pleasure. In the last
eight years however, I learned a lot of little tricks that showed me
that the art of cunnilingus, or cunt lapping if you prefer, can
enhance your sexual pleasure a hundred fold.

	For me, normal sex is oral sex. It eliminates the worries
about if she climaxed when I did, if it was as good for her as it was
for me. When I munch out on a hot juicy cunt, I am in complete
control. I don't have to worry about staying power or weird positions,
and I always know that I can give my partner as many orgasms as she
can handle. It's an ego trip and an ego boost all in one. I can play a
full fledged concert using just my tongue.

	Most women expect, and usually receive just a few minutes of
clumsy kissing in the general area and then grudgingly return the half
hearted "favour". That's why I got such great sex from my dates. When
I chow down, it is with the ravenous desire of a starved man. I can't
seem to get enough! It is usually my partner who asks me to stop when
she is fully sated. I never lacked for female companionship because I
truly cared that they enjoy my oral ministrations. I have a two fold
reason for wanting them to enjoy my tongue. Besides a real desire to
pleasure my partner, I know that a really satisfied female will do
everything, and anything, she can to make me feel as good as she does.
That means that I am going to get the greatest blow job that she has
ever given.

	Before I met Lana, my dates usually went like this.

	Just a few hours prior to our date, I would have flowers
delivered to her door or preferably to the place where she worked.
That way her co-workers would start her in the right mood by carrying
on about how lucky she was to have a date with a real gentleman for a
change. If you are going to take the time to do any thing, you might
as well do it up right is what I always say.

	I am expecting a night of pure sensual bliss, and I would not
jeopardize what could be a great evening by cutting corners.

	I always pick them up on time, and if they have kids, I make
sure that they are with a baby-sitter for the night. Even if I'm
dressing casual, I dress my best. Clean, ironed shirts, freshly
pressed slacks and jacket. My hair is neat and combed and my shoes
shine. You guys don't realize how much importance a woman puts on the
type and condition of a man's shoes. They alone can determine how the
evening will end.

	I never ask my date where she would like to eat, because not
only do I want to control the price and the mood and the atmosphere, I
have also found that women like a man to be in control. Now this is
not a macho stance that I am taking because it's how you put it that
counts! I always like to say that I have found this absolutely
fabulous restaurant that serves fantastic food and good wine. Never,
ever give your date too much wine though, because if you want a good
time in the sack, you want your partner to be awake for it.

	We dine in a nice cozy place where I know the owner, who also
knows me, and we eat a great meal slowly. I never rush, and always
take the time to relax and let the food settle. It's really rare for
me to go to a nightclub or a concert because of the cost, but a show
maybe. Actually I prefer taking my dates to the museum. You can spend
hours there just walking around leisurely surrounded by great beauty
and fine works of art. This way you can also impress them with your
fine taste and your knowledge and appreciation of the finer things.
Then I suggest we go back to my place for a night cap!

	My place is exceptionally clean, with very little furniture.
A few lithographs on the walls to show again my appreciation of fine
art and a good stereo system. I don't go for that stuff about soft
music! Hell, I don't want to tame the savage beast, I want her wild
and wanton! I keep the lights down low, real low and I turn up the
music. Reggae with some calypso thrown in for good measure, and be
sure to have the bass high. The bass beat will set her heart beat, and
for that you can't beat good Reggae!

	We start to dance in my living room, slow, to the beat of the
bass, crushing and grinding our bodies together to that raunchy music.
Man, that music was made for fucking! I pour a little more wine, just
to let her loosen her inhibitions a bit more then comes the clincher.
The Whirlpool Hot Tub! Before I go out on a date I have it all
prepared.

	When my date is feeling happy and good and sexual, I open the
sliding door to my hot tub. I first let her see the tub then I turn on
the air and the water jets. When the tub is really frothing I throw in
a prepared package of bath oil beads, some fragrant bubble bath and
some bath salts. You should see the expression in her eyes. I mean,
she was already to fuck but that's not what I want. I want her to
enjoy herself and not feel obliged to have sex with me.

	Since I have taken my time and I am not pushing for sex, they
are all too willing to climb into the tub. I still have the lights low
but I also have a light at the bottom of the tub. That really makes
the water look great and the bubbles sparkle. I tell her to go ahead
and get into the tub and that I'll be back after I change the music.
This again throws them off because I'm not standing there to watch
them and I never suggested that they get in the nude, even though they
always do.

	It only takes me a minute to change the music but I give them
at least five minutes of luxurious soaking before I re-enter. I have
changed the music from the heavy drive to a slower beat, same style of
music though, and when I walk back in I am carrying two fresh glasses
of a light wine.

	Now is the time for them to ask me. I usually just sit beside
the tub until they ask me why I'm not coming in. I like it this way
because now she is making the moves, she is expressing her desire to
have me with her. I have not forced myself on her, nor did I ask for
anything. What happens form here on in is totally her desires.

	I ask her if she has ever used Japanese washing salts before.
The answer is always no, so I offer to show her how it works and how
well it cleans the skin, much better than soap ever could.

	I have a bowl of it beside the tub and I ask her to turn
around. I take a handful and start rubbing it over her shoulders and
over her back. The salt really opens up the skin pores. Besides the
cleansing properties, it really makes the skin soft and sensitive to a
delicate caress. I work the salt in circular motion over her back
until she starts to rise up out of the tub from the sensations. This
is my way of knowing that she is feeling good and wants me to start
rubbing lower.

	I oblige, and in the process get to squeeze and massage her
ass! I then ask her to turn around to face me, and of course she
assumes that now I want to work her pussy into a lather. Again she is
surprised because instead of working on her tits or her snatch, I
start on her feet! I really give her feet a working over, rubbing and
scrubbing the soles of her feet and especially working in and around
each toe. Now she really feels like a queen.

	I work my way up her legs to where I am just a breath away
from her labia, then I stop and start on her hands. I repeat what I
did to her feet on her hands and arms, then I slowly, gently start to
massage her breasts. The salt is just coarse enough to tease those
nipples to stand at attention, just begging for my lips to ease their
exquisite torture. Now I head down, and just lightly cup her vulva
with my hand. Just a slow very gentle rocking motion of my hand is
usually sufficient to bring on her first orgasm of the evening. Then I
give her the first kiss of the evening! I know that a lot of people
think that all of this is just a waste of time, but believe me, the
rewards of taking the time to treat her like a real lady is what I
strive for, pure unadulterated bliss!

	When she has recuperated sufficiently from her first climax, I
take her by the hand and lead her to the shower. As we stand under the
pulsating spray together, I alternate the water temperature from hot
to quite cold. For her to enjoy fully what is to come next, her skin
must be as sensitive as it was on the day she was born. I dry her off
with a big fluffy towel and lead her back to the living room, now
fully naked and without the slightest bit of embarrassment or
inhibitions. I now have her ready for the main event.

	I gently lay her down on one of those contour chairs that
looks like something out of a space capsule. Right beside the chair I
have a set of controls rigged up that allows me to control the
lighting and music. With a flick of my finger the stereo turns off and
in its place a tape deck starts up, playing some very soft new age
music. I play this because it blocks out any outside noises. I turn
off every light except a small dim bulb which is conveniently placed
below the level of the chair and behind me. This way I can see what I
am doing and at the same time leave her virtually in the dark!

	This is what I want! Because now, my date is totally and only
a sexual organ from head to toe, without any distractions what so
ever. Pure sensation!

	I start off by ever so lightly stroking her body with my
finger tips, being careful not to touch her nipples or vagina. Within
a few minutes she starts to moan, that's how sensitive her skin is now
to the sense of touch. I give her nipples just the slightest stroke
and she arches her back moaning for more. As I tease her nipples I
move around her letting my lips brush her skin, her lips, her eyes,
her shoulders, her breasts. I stop for a moment to give her nipples a
well deserved suck then I continue down her belly. With my hands still
stroking her body, I lower my head to my ultimate goal.

	I kiss and lick the insides of her thighs but not her now
soaking cunt. The greater and more intense the fore play, the more
intense the climax!

	I let her know that my lips are close to her clit now by
blowing soft puffs of air into her bush. By now she is groaning louder
and moving her hips upward trying to meet my face. With my hands I
hold her firmly but gently down and move just a bit closer. I now just
skin her pubic hair with my face. I use my chin, my lips and my nose
to lightly stroke her cunt hairs. She starts to whimper and beg for me
to suck her. I gently unfold her lower lips to expose a clit that is
throbbing with passion.

	I start with a long soft lick from her hole and bring her
juices up to coat her clit. I close my lips around that little knob
and suck it hard. She explodes in a flash with a mind boggling orgasm
that leaves her quivering, but this is just the start. Now I start to
really make love to her pussy with my entire face. Long, long strokes
with my tongue buried deep inside her snatch. I press my forehead to
her clit then lick upwards, letting my nose tease her clit, then the
flat of my tongue on her clit and finally my chin giving it a rub. A
few minutes of this and she is off on another climax. For the grand
finale, I lock my mouth on her clit and such her to another three or
four orgasms before she just can't take the pleasure any more and sort
of collapses.

	I get up, give her a kiss on the lips and fetch another glass
of wine. Since most guys won't treat a lady to this kind of hedonistic
loving, she now feels like the most special girl in the world, and
true to human nature, she now feels such love that she wants to give
me as much pleasure as I gave her. Who am I to say no.

	As the proverb goes, "As you sow, so shall you reap." And now
if you will please excuse me, I am about to reap what I have sown.
Lana is waiting!

			       The End