All of a sudden Joe lifted his feet in the air and slammed them down. Then his buttocks rose off the floor as he called out, "Mai-Lin, I'm coming!"
My mouth was filled with hot cream! My cheeks filled, forcing me to swollow. It was difficult because the head of his cock was deep in my throat and I was afraid I would swallow that too! But I did it, and as each spurt of come boiled out of the tip of his beautiful penis, I drank it down, never spilling a drop.
I loved the taste, loved the feeling, loved the knowledge that I had brought a handsome young man to sexual orgasm the first time I tried. I knew then that I was born to perform fellatio on men, that it was the right thing for me. I wouldn't let go of his cock! I wanted it never to leave my mouth. Tears rose in my eyes when I finally had to release it, soft and gentle, from my clasping lips. I felt so wonderful when it was in there, and without it I missed something, and desired it again with all my might.
I played with Joe's penis for a time, licking it, watching it curl and move and flop around on his hairy groin. I fell between his legs and I licked it and his balls at the same time, and then he turned over and spread his legs, pushing the tip of his cock down under his balls. I faced everything he had – his asshole, his cock and his balls. I didn't know if he wanted me to touch his asshole at first, but as soon as I licked his balls he said, "Go up a bit, yes, suck my ass for a minute…"
Another facet of excitement – his asshole – came into my world of sex. I licked his asshole and tried to stick my tongue up it, but it was too tight and the position was wrong. But his cock grew long again crawling along the floor, and I soon was sucking on the tip, licking it as it was captive there under his tremendous balls…
Then Joe moved up on his knees and his cock flipped under him and hung down between his legs. I started to move around him, to suck it from the front, but he stopped me. "Mai-Lin, pull it under my nuts, suck it from behind like you were doing!"
"But it will hurt, will it not?" I asked, concerned.
"Yes, a bit, but that will be exciting! Please, pull it to face you and rub my asshole with your fingers." He spread his legs, anticipating. I grabbed his cock and pulled it down under the hanging sac and took it in my mouth. I moved my head back and forth in rhythm, and each time my nose struck his hairy balls. I brought one finger up and played with his asshole, but then I finally pushed just the tip in. He groaned again, and I felt his cock stiffen even more. I knew he was going to come again.
I grabbed his cock with my hand just as he started shooting and pulled my head back a few inches so I could watch the come shoot out of him and catch it with my face. I wanted to bathe in his semen, so I let it hit my face – all over, my cheeks, forehead, my hair, my lips and nose – and I watched the tiny slit in his cock open and shut at least ten times as he spurted what was left of his love cream onto my face. As soon as it was over, he fell to the floor, and we both rested there for what seemed like a long long time…
"And that's how it began. I sucked Joe off every Tuesday and Thursday for almost a year. Poor Kim Sing didn't know I was his competition, and he never figured out what had gone wrong. But my older sister told me he found more boys over the following months, so he was satisfied."
And so was I. I was participating in a sexual act which was often not talked about, often not discussed, often called strange and even abnormal, but it was the thing that gave me most pleasure, I never thought much about my own body, about my sexual needs, about intercourse and such. I masturbated, thinking of the cocks I had sucked, and for me this was very satisfying.
But I had to grow up, and as I moved around the country and began to get my career in modeling going, I realized sex was not all there was to life. My friends fell in love and married, but I only found men to suck off in the night. And it is no different today.
"I'm afraid a lasting relationship cannot be built only on an oral relationship, that a marriage cannot have as its sexual base a completely oral interest. No man I have ever met has been interested in me past a sex relationship, because I'm orally inclined. And this often makes me want to be otherwise, but I cannot lie forever, cannot fake things forever. I only wish I could."
Mai-Lin is a heterosexually inclined young woman, but she is evidently fixated at the oral stage of her psychosexual development.
Her mother's early instruction of her in the arts of pleasing men was quite unusual, even in a woman of Chinese ancestry. This, however, remained merely academic knowledge until, with the aid of her sisters, Mai-Lin was able to observe an act of homosexual oral intercourse between a neighbor and a strange young Caucasian man. This aroused her sexually as well as arousing her curiosity, and she could hardly wait to tryout what she had already learned at first hand.
From this point in her life she became an ardent oralist. First she had an oral affair with the young Caucasian she had witnessed earlier. When this relationship ended, she met another young man with whom she had a sexual relationship. This young man, however, wanted "normal" genital-to-genital-intercourse, but Mai-Lin found that she received little pleasure in the union of their genitals.
The first stage of psychological development is the oral-erotic phase. At this level, the infant's sexual and ego instincts are united. In other words, sexual pleasure issues from the labial zone, the same zone through which the infant receives its first nourishment.
Freud writes:
If an infant could speak, he would no doubt pronounce the act of sucking at his mother's breast by far the most important in his life. He is not far wrong in this, for in this single act, he is satisfying at once the two great vital needs. We are therefore not surprised to learn from psycho-analysis how much psychical importance the act retains all through life. Sucking at the mother's breast is the starting-point of the whole of sexual life, the unmatched prototype of every later sexual satisfaction, to which fantasy often recurs in times of need. This sucking involves making the mother's breast the first object of the sexual instinct.
During this phase when the instincts are fused, the infant does not recognize the breast (the primary object of both nourishment and sexuality) as an object. He believes it to be a part of his own body. From interuterine life, the child has received the prototype of self-sufficiency, where everything wished for was simultaneously provided. He carried this conception with him after birth, and only after much disappointment does he come to recognize first the breast and later the rest of the world, as objects external to himself. This revelation on the part of the child represents a transition from the autoerotic stage of ego development, when the instincts are fused, to that of object-love, when a separation is made between the instincts of the ego and the sexual instincts. When these instincts are "defuse", both the aggressive ego instincts and the sexual instincts seek a fulfillment from objects in the external world.
The ego now directs the instincts of self-preservation towards the outside world, in which it attempts to find the gratification necessary to maintain its own existence. Freud terms this energetic standpoint of the ego "interest" when he discusses this point in his introductory lectures on psychoanalysis.