"Oh, yeah!" Teela chuckled. Sally nodded, too.
"Okay, so you know the head is sensitive," Beth continued. "One of the most sensitive places is here, at the base of the head, where the foreskin attaches. It’s called the frenum — not that you really need to know that to use it to your advantage. It’s a place you want to pay attention to." She gave Terence’s cock a flat lap with her tongue. "Let’s talk about technique. Us girls want to be lapped — get our clits bashed around by an active tongue, our lips licked, and an occasional poke at the ol' pussy hole. Now you can lick a dick like a popsicle and the guy will enjoy it — but he might NEVER get off that way; what he WANTS is to fuck your mouth! THAT’s what he’s programmed to do — run his dick in and out of a warm, wet hole and spew white goo in it — and THAT’s what YOU need to provide, if you want to get him off!" Beth demonstrated, wrapping her lips around Terence’s glans and sucking him in and backing off, twice. "By the way, pussies don’t have teeth — and you need to keep YOURS out of the way, too. Yeah, when you’re confident with what you’re doing, dragging your teeth REALLY GENTLY along his shaft might be something to try — but not NOW — not when you don’t have the basics!" She dove onto Terence’s erection another couple of times, adding a corkscrewing motion and a couple of fingers on his shaft beyond her lips. "Let’s talk about suction; it’s a good thing — in moderation. Some girls really bear down — and it’s tough for them and not as pleasant as it could be for him! What you’re trying to do, here, is to get as much of the inner surface of your mouth against his dick as you can — WITHOUT making things hard on either one of you! You might need to pump him in and out of your mouth for twenty minutes — DON’T make it difficult on yourself! Besides, you have a hard palate in there, too — and it’s bigger than your pubic bone, where he passes through. Mashing his dick against hard places is a good way to get yourself slapped!" Beth stopped, blinked, and apologized, "Sorry, I forgot myself. A sex slave might get herself slapped. But your man isn’t gonna be thrilled…" She worked Terence again for a couple of strokes. "Okay, let me see each of you…" She turned to Teela, who cradled Rick’s glans on her tongue before rolling her lips over it, taking in almost four inches before backing off. Beth nodded approval, and Rick hissed his, so she did three more strokes. Beth approved, "Teela is employing one of the few advantages a mouth has over a pussy — the tongue. "Our pussies pulse and clamp some, but a tongue can run rings around the more or less stationary muscles there. You flatten it out and wash the sensitive underside of his cock while you’re sucking and he’ll LOVE it! Remember the frenum — in this position, it’s an easy target for the tongue…" Teela went for a couple more, and Rick’s hands began clenching and unclenching.
Beth took this as the source of another teaching point. "Remember you’re dealing with instinct, here, girls. Guys fuck — they shove their dicks in us and they pull them out. That’s how they’re wired. They want to go deep — and you want to help them. You ALSO want to understand when they grab your head and try to stick your nose in their pubic hair, it isn’t that you’re not doing a good job — usually, it’s an indication that you ARE, and they’ve lost control! See how Rick can’t figure out what to do with his hands? He’s trying his damnedest to be considerate. If he had no respect for Teela, or they had an understanding about it, he’d be gripping her head and trying to pull her onto his pole! If your deep-throat skills aren’t up to swallowing him, use your hand to give him some more surfaces to contact, like this…" She wrapped her fist around Terence’s cock and bobbed on him, her fingers running in front of her lips. "See these hairs at the base of his dick? Touching them tells him he’s buried — which might save your throat…" She turned to regard her other pupil, "Sally?"
Sally went to work on her practical exercise, trying to integrate all of the teaching points. "Yes…" Beth nodded, watching closely, "Suck, but not too hard — the idea is to pull your cheeks in over your teeth, not try to pull cum out of him like sucking it through a soda straw. He’ll pump it to YOU when the time comes. Work the tongue … That’s a downside of sixty-nine — your tongue is along the less sensitive top side of his cock. But it might be a better position for deep-throat, for reasons we’ll go into if we get that far…"
This discussion went on while Sally gave Lon about a dozen strokes, watching him instead of Beth since the FIRST lesson had been in eye contact. That Lon was enjoying it was VERY clear; he put his hands on her shoulders, rubbing, to give them something to do while he hissed in pleasure. Wrapping her thumb and two fingers around the shaft in front of her lips gave her more apparent depth and she could see the results on Lon’s face… "Okay, Sweetie, you’re doing good — but we have to save him for the advanced course, don’t we?" Beth remarked. "Better let up — you don’t want him trying to punch your cherry on thirds…"
Sally backed off. "How was that?" she asked Lon.
Lon stifled disappointment that she’d stopped. "Great!" he enthused. "Wonderful! You’re a natural!"
Beth chuckled. "Some girls wouldn’t be thrilled to be told they are natural-born cocksuckers…"
"I’m not one of them," Sally retorted, watching Lon. Lon grinned from ear to ear.
"Back to Teela, then," Beth directed. "You probably could use some more practice…"
Teela nodded and went to work, going over the list of procedures in her mind as she worked her way on and off of Rick’s erection, watching him for is reactions. Rick’s face went through several expressions on almost every stroke, from looking strained to the occasional grimace — Teela couldn’t tell how she was doing. Beth noticed this and moved to remedy it, "Rick, tell her what’s good and what isn’t — she needs feedback."
"It’s g-good!" Rick grunted. "Real good!"
Beth rubbed her chin. "Sweetie," she addressed Teela, "I’m tempted to tell you to finish him, so you experience him blowing a wad once before we move on to the advanced stuff. What do you think?"
Teela backed off with a pop. "Won’t that make things harder? You don’t want to do that with Sally…"
"Well, we want to guarantee Sally a nice hard-on for her cherry-popping ceremony," Beth grinned at her deliberately raw description and the winces it generated in the others. "Besides, she’s swallowed cum before — haven’t you, Sweetie?"
"Yes…" Sally blushed.
"How was it?" Beth needled her, grinning.
"I liked it," Sally admitted, "but it was different — Beth may be right…"
"Well, what if I want…" Teela trailed off.
"If I can’t, I’ll lick you," Rick promised. "How’s that? Beth can teach ME!"
"Okay!" Teela beamed. She virtually dove onto Rick’s cock, working it as she had seen her friend do to Lon’s. "Easy!" Beth cautioned, "You’re not killing rats! Remember to suck, but not too hard — you should have no problem running him in and out. That’s it. Work the tongue on the underside of the head … Use his head to hold your lips onto him — that’ll get you into the most sensitive parts…"
"Oh, Baby!" Rick wailed. "I can’t hold out much longer!" His face was a rictus, his body stiff as a statue.