“Good. How are they doing, David?” Helen asked.
“I think with hours and hours of practice they might get there. I’d be willing to work with them on it,” I offered.
Harper smacked me on the back of the head.
“Hey, I was just trying to help.”
“I’m going to show you a technique which will make it easier to take him deeper into your mouth,” Helen taught.
I was all for deeper.
“Stick out your tongue and say ‘ah’ like you’re at the doctor’s office,” Helen said and then demonstrated.
Helen grasped my manhood, then stuck out her tongue and plunged down. I felt my member enter her throat and her tongue swipe back and forth across my balls. I threw my head back and held my breath. When she slowly pulled off, she was still swiping her tongue back and forth until only the head was in her mouth. Her tongue was sending me into overdrive as she massaged my frenulum.
“Did you see what I did with my tongue? Did you like it, David?” Helen asked.
“More, please!”
“I’ll take it that he liked it. Something else you can do is moan or hum around his member while sucking him. The vibration adds to the stimulation. Do different things until you find what he likes. You can try long, hard strokes along the entire shaft with just your tongue or with your mouth, or quick light strokes with your mouth just on the head. Use your imagination, women.
“I would suggest that you use your hands to stroke him while you’re giving a blowjob. There are two reasons. The first is self-defense. I think Debbie wished she had a grip on this big guy to slow him down from stuffing his length down her throat. Most guys you can probably handle, but I prefer to decide when something’s going to be shoved into my throat,” Helen said with a playful grin.
“Use your other hand to tease him. Run our fingernails down his thigh. Play with his balls. Guys are really sensitive right below their sacks. Run your fingernails back and forth under there,” she said as she demonstrated. I think the girls understood when I sat straight up.
“Another way to get a big response from your guy is to massage his prostate,” Helen started.
“This is something I don’t enjoy,” I stated.
“Would you allow me to teach them?” Helen asked.
I was ready to say no until I saw the pleading look in Harper’s eyes. I just nodded.
“You better use plenty of lube,” was my only instruction.
“I find guys protest about this too much. Once you do it to them, they seem to enjoy it. David’s right, though, lube is our friend,” Helen said, then proceeded to grease up her index finger.
“Insert your lubed finger into his anus. You’ll feel a marble-sized bump. This is his prostate. Massage it with your finger. Use your other hand to press against the area between his anus and his balls,” Helen said.
She demonstrated what she meant and used her little tongue technique on me. I have an aversion to someone putting anything in there, but every time a woman does this prostate thing to me, look out. I surprised Helen when I suddenly exploded. I didn’t feel sorry for her when she choked and started coughing. When she finally stopped, she gave me a dirty look.
“That wasn’t nice.”
“Then don’t stick things up my bum.”
“I’m next,” Harper said, as she lubed up her finger.
“Hang on,” I protested, “once does not mean open season!”
“You promised we could learn,” she shot back.
I just rolled my eyes at her. I allowed the other girls to find my prostate, but that was it. Helen took back control of her class.
“The final thing I want to teach you is what to do when he climaxes. You have two choices: you can allow him to do it in your mouth, or you can pull off. If you’d ask a guy, nine out of ten would want you to let them release in your mouth.”
“I don’t know about that. Sometimes I like to pull out and explode in a girl’s face or on her breasts, but I’m a bad boy,” I said. Harper leaned over and gave me a kiss.
“Just have his shorts handy and cover him up if he gets ready to shoot,” Harper suggested.
“I’ll let you decide what you like best, ladies. After he’s cum, you can milk your man. Grasp him at the base and squeeze as you push upward. This will get out any leftover. If you want to give him maximum pleasure, look him deep in the eyes and then lick the last few drops off the head of his dick,” Helen said and then demonstrated.
Damn! This girl knew what she was doing. She gently cupped my balls with her other hand. Mr. Happy twitched, wondering if we were going again.
“Finally, this is for David. If you want your partner to give you lots of blowjobs, you need to learn to reciprocate.”
I turned to look at Harper.
“Take me home, Stud,” she ordered.
Chapter 15 – Spring Break
Sunday April 19
My phone woke me up; the caller ID said it was Tami.
“Happy Easter!” I heard her and her host family call out.
My clock said it was six-thirty in the morning. I tried to remember if she was five or six hours different. Anyways, it was too damn early for Sunday morning.
“You’re all evil. You do realize it’s the crack of dawn here?” I complained.
“I know, but you love me anyway. We’re off to see historic folk dancing by the Morris Dancers. They assure me it’s an English tradition dating back to the fourteen hundreds.”
“You poor baby, you want me to come get you?” I offered.
“Oh, shut up. I’m sure it can’t be too bad, or my host-siblings wouldn’t be excited about going. What are your plans?”
“I get to go to church with both of my grandmothers. Greg and Angie are here, as are Uncle John and Bonnie. I guess it’s a good thing you woke me because I promised to go to Granny’s and pick up cinnamon rolls for breakfast.”
“You totally suck. I want a cinnamon roll now. What are your plans for spring break? Are you doing a shoot for Range Sports again this year?”
“I’m going to Chicago. Bo Harrington has arranged a week with specialized trainers. I plan to stay with Harper and her parents. Adrienne has a couple of photo shoots organized, as does Ford. So, I’ll be either working out or working the whole time.”
“Does Harper know this? I bet she has plans for the two of you,” Tami said.
“She did mention something about the country club tonight, and then I had to free up Friday night and Saturday or I was no longer going to have a girlfriend.”
Tami laughed at me.
“I bet you’d have to do more than that for her to give you up.”
“Maybe,” I admitted.
Harper and I had gotten closer. She seemed to relax after the party at the sorority house. I think she realized that even with temptation all around, I only really wanted her. Our return from the party had turned into one of our epic love-making sessions.
The fallout from the party was interesting. On Monday, before practice, the coaching staff pulled everyone who went to the party into a conference room. I still don’t know how they found out. Moose asked what we were thinking. I suspect he thought we would confess to horrible crimes and he would suspend us. The other guys weren’t talking, so I did. I told them everything that happened. Well, I kept it PG-13. I confirmed that we had all had sex, but none of us drank or did drugs, and I’d brought my girlfriend. I think the last part rocked the coaches a little bit. I pointed out we hadn’t broken any team rules or forced anyone to do anything they didn’t want to do. Moose decided there wasn’t much he could do. The evil man put the five of us in charge of conditioning the team. By the end of practice, I wished we had let Cassidy have her way with us!