A little oral pleasure...
Truly, when I came up with the idea of this particular novelette I felt a tingling sensation, the kind I get when I have stumbled onto a great idea. I wanted to share with others the techniques (for men and women) used in the simple but often misunderstood sexual pleasures known as cunnilingus & fellatio.
This is also the book where "I googled it, Sir" comes into play. ;)
Excerpt from
Brie Practices Her Oral Skills:
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“Proceed to the
stage, Miss Bennett,” Sir commanded with his velvet voice.
She floated to
him. It was just Sir and her—there was no other reality.
“Are you ready,
Miss Bennett?”
Keeping her eyes
on the floor, she responded, “I am, Sir.” She paused and added, “Mr. Gallant
suggested I use the techniques I learned today.”
“Of course. I
assumed you would.”
She didn’t know
if it was overly bold, but she asked, “May I strip for you, Sir?”
He snapped his
fingers and one of the assistants produced a chair. Sir sat down and graced her
with one of his delicious smirks. “By all means.”
Brie swayed her
hips from side to side, trying to lure Sir into her seductive web. She slowly
untied her corset, letting it open, but not allowing it to expose her breasts.
Before she undid the last tie, she turned around and looked over her shoulder
at him as her corset fell to the floor. She covered her breasts with her arms,
her milky white skin blushing with excitement as she turned back towards him.
She gave him a sexy pout and then let her hands drop to her sides.
She playfully
fingered her long, brown curls and twirled once for him. Then she shimmied out
of her panties, held them up and, with a naughty little smile, let them drop to
the floor. She briefly lifted her skirt to show off her bare pussy. Next, she
removed her shoes and then her thigh-highs, one luscious leg at a time. She let
the hose drift to the floor, on top of her small pile of clothing. She kept her
microskirt on, in accordance with the first technique.
Brie approached
Sir and slowly knelt down at his feet, ready to take his cock in the position
recommended in the second technique. Sir’s smile had grown wider as he’d
observed her.
“Entertaining to
watch,” he complimented. He stood up and removed all of his clothes. She
marveled at his fit frame, the dark patch of hair on his chest and his princely
cock. Then he stood before her, his handsome manhood just inches from her face.
“I want you to
suck me the same way you did Baron.”
Tears of
gratitude pricked her eyes. She was being given permission to express her
feelings for him before the practice session. Brie took his rigid and perfectly
formed cock in her hand, guiding it to her lips. She swirled her tongue over
the ridge of his smooth head and moaned softly, remembering the third
technique.
Brie took her
time as she took more and more of him into her mouth, building up the
anticipation of when her lips would encase his entire shaft. She continually
sneaked glances at Sir and made lusty noises. He met those glances with his
intense stare. He remained silent, but seemed completely entranced by her mouth.
When she felt
ready, she looked up at him, hoping her honey-colored eyes clearly expressed
her total and complete devotion. The head of his cock breached the entrance of
her throat and she slowly forced it down until her lips touched the base of his
shaft. Then she grabbed his hips and began the gentle, shallow thrusting
motions. Sir threw back his head and let out a deep sigh.
When she needed
oxygen, she slowly pulled away, but did not release his cock from her lips. She
remembered the fourth technique and guided one of his hands to the back of her
head. She purred at the feeling of submissiveness the simple contact inspired.
Then she let his hard cock slide back down her tight throat. She began the
thrusting motion with a little more enthusiasm. This time Sir groaned in
pleasure and a wave of wetness coated her aching pussy. Pleasing Sir was such a
turn-on!
She continued
loving his cock with her throat. The saliva built up until it was freely
flowing from her mouth, but she did not wipe it away—technique number five. She
knew it would increase his pleasure, providing his cock with the right amount
of friction.
Brie wanted to
continue forever, but he finally pulled away and stated, “I want to fuck your
face now.”
Her loins
contracted in pleasure and fear. An assistant entered the stage and handed Sir
a strip of red satin. He looked down at Brie tenderly. “I don’t want your hands
to be a distraction for you this time.”
Sir tied her
wrists together behind her back. She was grateful. Not having control of her hands
would allow her to focus better. He stood before Brie again, his cock stiff and
hungry for her.
“Open yourself
to me.”
