"Get ready, Sweetie! Not everybody likes the taste, but you need to keep it…" Beth warned.
"Mmmph!" Teela gurgled around Rick’s embedded meat.
"YAAAAAAAHHHH!" Rick’s back arched and his eyes rolled up; Sally got treated to a close-up of his balls jumping as he shot hot cum into Teela’s waiting mouth.
Teela thought it was all pretty amazing; Rick’s cock swelled and got even harder than it had been, then she FELT the first blast of semen pulse along the underside of his cock with the tongue! Then it was there, hitting the roof of her mouth at the back, nearly causing her to gag. The taste was difficult to describe — a little salty, mixed with a bitter tang over a kind of doughy flavor. While she was analyzing it, Rick made a second delivery, then a third, forcing a swallow. No problem, ' Teela decided, 'I can do this all day! She whirled her tongue around the sensitive tip of his glans as Rick pulsed a fourth time, this one a mere trickle; there were more pulses after that, but they produced virtually nothing.
"Oh, Baby!" Rick came down from an amazingly intense peak, hunching over his new girlfriend while he got control of weak knees. "That was GREAT!"
Teela swallowed to clear her throat, grinning. "You remember that when you’re licking my clit!"
Chapter 42
Posted: March 22, 2009 - 04:01:43 pm
"Very impressive!" Beth applauded, "And quick, too! How was it?"
"Oh, great!" Teela oozed. "There’s something about it…"
"A certain feeling of accomplishment?" Beth asked, nodding.
"Yeah, that’s it," Teela agreed. "I got into it, during, too — I’m all wet!"
"Me, too," Sally interjected. "Just watching!"
"Rick was a pretty good example of male reactions," Beth chuckled. "Sex is intense — sometimes you can’t tell from a person’s expression just how well you’re doing. It’s a good idea to say something, occasionally — but only if it sounds genuine. If your partner thinks you’re faking it, it will kill things for them. As for getting into it, I do, too — it’s all part of that submissive thing I told you about. I’ve actually orgasmed from giving head!"
Terence got an odd look on his face, but no one but Beth noticed — and she didn’t have the information available to her to understand why. Submissive? Terence was thinking. 'I get off from sucking cock because I’m submissive? Shit… ' Actually, that wasn’t fair — Terence had been getting serious stimulation while he delivered that blowjob to Toby — but Terence wasn’t seeing that part. Besides, embarrassing as it was, Terence DID get off on sucking a cock, whether he blew a load while doing it or not…
"Okay!" Beth announced, "On to the advanced course! Terence, you’re probably gonna suffer some, because I’m gonna have to stop to talk about it — But I’ll make it up to you, okay, Sweetie?"
"Yeah," Terence agreed. "I ain’t worried."
"Okay," Beth moved on. "What happens when you stick your finger down your throat?" she asked.
"I gag," Teela replied.
"Right. Can you control it, or do you just puke?"
Teela shrugged and popped her eyes. "I dunno. I’m not bulimic."
Beth eyed the slight girl. "I bet that question has been asked, in your case." She turned to Sally. "What about you?"
"Well, I don’t practice throwing up, either," Sally replied. "Things usually stay down — and get distributed…" She waved her hands along her body disparagingly.
"Sweetie, you look damn good!" Beth counseled. "Not everybody can look like Twiggy — it’s not in the basic body structure of a lot of people. You look a lot better than I did at your age…"
"You look fine!" Lon grated. "Beautiful!"
"Fine…" Sally murmured morosely.
Lon looked confused, but Beth got it. "Girls, in case you are unaware, English usage between males and females differs somewhat. When a guy says fine, he means good, or acceptable or maybe better than that. It’s not the same as when we say it. Frankly, they more or less operate with the dictionary definition."
Lon cranked his head around. "What does fine mean to you?"
"Barely okay — or maybe not quite okay," Beth returned. "During a fight, it means that talk has ceased for the moment, but it’s not over…"
"So when I say a chick has a fine set of tits… ?" Terence wondered aloud.
"We would probably take THAT in context…" Beth replied. "But if I ask you how I look in a dress, and you say, fine, unless you place EXACTLY the right emphasis on it, I’m going back to the closet — maybe crying."
"Ugh!" Lon rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Babe, when I said fine, I meant FINE, like Terence’s tit description…"
Sally grinned sadly, "No need to go overboard…"
Lon looked disgusted, glancing at the two other males. "See what I have to put up with?"
"What?" Sally asked, perplexed.
"You look pretty hot to me, Sally," Terence chimed in. "Ain’t no flies on THAT bod."
Sally blinked. Rick, seeing that it was incumbent on him to add something, murmured, "Yeah, you kind of surprised me, too. I expected … Well, never mind what I expected. But I wouldn’t kick you out of bed for getting crumbs in it."
"Hey!" Teela squealed.
"Oh, she’s STILL not my type, Runt," Rick insisted, ruffling her hair, "but she’s not as bad as she thinks she is, by a long shot!"
Sally looked thoughtful; oddly, the tightly limited statement of approval from Rick had the most effect; he was clearly ambivalent, but still complimentary — and he obviously had nothing to gain by it.
"Let’s move on," Beth directed. "It’s a good thing you two aren’t playing dietary games, since it would have given you the wrong habits. What you’re going to need to strive for is the ability to stick a nice, fat cock down your throat — multiple times — without losing your lunch!" She swept her gaze from one girl to the other, grinning from ear to ear, "Now, doesn’t that sound appetizing?"
"It sounds impossible!" Teela opined.
Beth laughed. "Obviously, a demonstration is in order — and you’re gonna get one — but we need to talk through a few teaching points, first. Number one is probably the spit machine. If you’ve ever gagged, you know that your mouth tends to fill with spit. Well, it’s a fortunate little reflex, as it will help you to get your partner nice and lubricated for insertion in your throat. Personally, I figure that’s why it happens, although Mother Nature might not have had dicks in mind. I figure our ancestors had to bolt their food a lot or go hungry when someone else showed up at the party…" She turned to Terence and impaled herself on his erection, allowing herself to gag. Then she gave him a couple of deep, but not penetrating strokes. "How’s that, Sweetie?" she asked him, swallowing.
Terence, who had already had the class, took the cue. "Real wet. Nice!"
Turning to Sally, Beth murmured, "See? This is valuable, even if you never succeed — now you know how to get a nice, wet mouth — which adds to your partner’s pleasure! Guys like to fuck WET pussy, not old dry, fucked-out stuff — so when you’re sucking, the wetter the better!" Shifting her attention to Teela, she added, "the next issue is position — you’re not going to get him in — and you ARE gonna hurt him — if your throat is all kinked up! The natural thing to do in this position is to get above his cock and work down — but that only works in your mouth — there is no way you’re gonna put a ninety degree bend in a hard dick to get it past the opening of your throat!" She demonstrated the position and it’s issues on Terence, then backed off. "From this position, you have the slight bend that a lot of cocks have to contend with, too, since it bends upwards, not downwards. For that reason, you might find it easier to deep-throat from the sixty-nine position, since the bend will be in the proper direction — but you REALLY need to just learn to get around the whole thing…"