We're All Going on a Summer Holiday

"We're All Going on a Summer Holiday"
Cliff Richard, 1963*
Lyrics: W.Bruce & B.Brian

In part 14 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle, they go on a summer holiday. 

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With Emily and Tess's children now of school age, it was decided that it was a good time to introduce them to Summer Camp, even if only for the long weekend. Further, it created an opportunity for the group to get away for a 'summer holiday' of their own. Tess had a friend who owned a very remote beach house at Venus Cove, which for those 'in the know' was a secluded nudist beach.

With the holiday house down a long, rough sandy track, they decided to travel in Tim and Dick SUVs. With the children seen on the camp bus, they loaded their supplies and surf-boards on the roof rack. Fanny organised seating arrangements, ensuring that all couples were split up. She sat herself with Trev in the back of Tim's car (she still had wet dreams of her 'interview' with Trevor to introduce him to their group), with Emily in the front.

With the weather still quite warm for a Friday afternoon, they were all dressed in light casual wear - after all, it would all be discarded the moment they got there. But Fanny wasn't waiting. Her deep scooped neck thin tank top, barely held in her ample bust and her hard nipples were already showing through the thin cotton material. She wriggled up to sit as close as possible to Trev and her hand was caressing the growing bulge thrust down the leg of his trunks.

After they turned off the main road onto the sandy track, there was much bumping and swaying of the vehicle, and Fanny made the most of the swaying to 'fall' all over Trevor.

As the road left any civilization behind, Fanny whipped her top off. Seeing this in the back seat, Emily did the same, with a "Freedom at last!". In the other car, Tess and Pat soon followed suit.

When they finally pulled up in front of the house, the girls grabbed their toiletry bags and ran inside. "I am so looking forward to getting out of this" proclaimed Tess as she whipped her skirt off revealing her commando body - still the Girl Guide, "Be prepared!". The others followed suit, grabbed each other's hands and did a little dance around the room.

The guys unloaded the rest of their gear and lugged it inside. With no clothing luggage, there was an ice box pre-loaded with drinks, food and bedding, so they were soon done. They too joined the girls au naturale.

Looking round the house, they could see that it wasn't much more than a fisherman's 'hut' - just one large room with a couple of double beds against one wall, lounge chairs and settee in another corner, and table and chairs on the other side. The guys pushed the beds together, then inflated their two blow-up mattresses and set them up together. 'Sleeping' arrangements would be simple, no 'beds' as such, just two large sleeping 'platforms' for four each. With four couples and a three night long weekend, there would plenty of opportunity for swapping, although multiple partners per night was more their norm.

Tim went outside to find and startup the generator for power for the drinks fridge, stove and lights (in order of importance). Glasses were found and bottles of beer and champagne were opened. Tess found the frozen fish and fries. She donned an apron which had a nude woman printed on it. The printed boobs covering her own, were almost a perfect match - it looked as if she had posed for the photographer that made the apron.  Now with suitable protection, she proceeded to fry up some dinner.

It was Pat's first fully nude outing. As she looked around at all their nude bodies of various shapes and sizes, there didn't seem to be any sexual arousal in the air. They looked just a normal group of people on a holiday, just that they were naked without a care in the world. In her past, nudity always meant sex, but not here, not now (yet!).

After dinner, they moved outside. Dick had lit the fire pit. There was a couple of old settees on the veranda and the others sprawled on blankets around the fire. Being so far from the city, the sky was now inky black with millions of bright stars sprinkled across it. A full moon was just edging above the horizon out to sea. A warm breeze caressed their bodies. Nakedness was perfect in this environment.

With the moon higher in the sky and after several more drinks, and it had been a long day getting the children off the camp, the general consensus was to head to bed. But the girls were a bit surprised to find that the 'facilities' were rather crude, no flush toilet and limited shower/bath due to just tank water. A sponge down had to do to wash the days dust and perspiration away. The lights were already off and as they flopped onto a bed, they didn't even know who they were sleeping with.

Dick was still awake as two female bodies slipped in either side of him and his hands caressed two voluptuous thighs. "Well I'll be butted on both sides" he thought to himself. As sleep crept closer, he rolled to one side and he found his cock now settling between someones butt cheeks. She wiggled back into him and lifted her upper leg to receive his rising erection. His glans felt the warm welcoming wetness as his cock hardened and lengthened. He put his arm around her body to caress her breasts. From the size and shape of her nipples, he guessed it was Emily. He lent in further and nibbled her ear. With his rigidity knocking at her door to heaven, with a further wriggle and spreading of her legs, his tip slipped in. Dick moved his arm down and reached around to find her clit. He slid a finger down and found some lubricant from her slit and spread it across her clit and labia. Their hips worked against each other so that Em could get better penetration. Spooning was just so right for this moment. It wasn't wild passionate erotic sex. Orgasm was not their goal. It was delicious, warm coming together of bodies together, coupled. "Happy holiday Em" he whispered in her ear.

The woman's body on his other side rolled into him. Her breasts pressed into his back and he could feel her hips wriggling back onto whoever was behind her. Dick smiled to himself and thought "This is going to be a fucking awesome weekend".

(to be continued, The Morning After the Night Before)

PS. * Wow, 1963! That was middle school - sort of ages me a bit. I doubt Cliff Richard and Una Stubbs had a summer holiday like this.

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The Interview

In part 13 of the story of the Lifestyle Circle, a potential new member is interviewed.

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"What's up little brother?" asked Dick. His little brother Trevor had been through a rough patch since Jillie, his wife died in childbirth with their first, 9 months ago, but just when he thought Trev was getting over it, he seemed to be in a funk.

"Well it's sort of embarrassing" replied Trev. 

"That's OK. Your secrets are safe with me" responded Dick.

"OK then. When I finally accepted that Jillie was gone, I thought it was time to dip my toe in the dating game again. Nothing serious mind you. I don't know when I well ever be ready for a long term relationship, but a guy has needs. You Know! I went out for a night at the pub, but the crowd there was so young and noisy. I never did go for that pub scene even before."

"Alright then. So have you thought of on-line dating?"

"Yes. I tried that. But the pretty ones all seemed to want to know how much 'sugar' I was prepared to put in. They really seemed like prostitutes negotiating a price. Then there were lots of plain looking girls that were only looking for a relationship. The only ones ready for some casual fun seemed like desperate and dateless fugglies".

"Yeh, I know what you mean. Fanny and I went through a rough patch a year or so ago and I thought about stepping out. But Fanny found a fantastic relationship and sex counselor, that turned our life around."

"Now what I'm going to tell you Bro, is in the strictest confidence. If you're interested, we can pursue the subject further, but if its not for you, just say so, and I won't go any further. OK?"

"Sure. OK"!

"Have you heard of 'open relationships?"

"You mean 'swinging'? Sure, I've heard of it! Oh! You mean you and Fanny? I never would have thought it".

"Might you be interested in exploring the idea?"

"Well yeh! I'd never thought of it before, but that might open up some possibilities".

"OK then. We don't like to call ourselves 'swingers' or 'wife swappers'. We have a small 'lifestyle' circle of friends and we have 'play nights', pool parties, day trips and holidays together where inhibitions are left at home. You might call us a group of 'friends with benefits'. We respect each others' primary relationships and we are faithful to our circle of friends. If we find someone that we think might like to join our circle, we discuss it as a group and some of us 'interview' the person to see if they would fit in."

"We are mostly couples, but we do have a recent divorcee in the group, not that I'm trying to set you up with her. Pat is at a stage rather like you, but coming from the other end. She's a couple of years younger than Fanny and I, about your age. Her ex was an uncaring no-hoper by the sound of it and she finally sent him packing. She isn't looking for a relationship, but she needs physical intimacy, and wow, is she 'needy'!".

"Now I know my Fanny would welcome you with open cunt, if you'll excuse the expression. She thought you were a hunk from the first time she met you at our  wedding. Thank goodness mine is bigger than yours, otherwise she might have run off with my 'best man'!".

"Tess has tits to die for. She's an absolute MYLF. She has two school-age kids and an 18 year old, Tabitha. Now Tess has brought Tabitha up with a very open mind to sex, and she and her boyfriend 'Big John', joined us at our Medieval Fetish Banquet. Tess, Tom, her husband, and John shouted Tabitha a night at one of those porn and strip theatres for her 18th birthday, and boy did Tabitha put on a show! Six guys at once - can you believe it? Tabitha isn't really a full member - she would never fuck her father - mind you I've seen she and Tess really getting into each other."

"Tell me more" panted Trevor.

"Then there's Emily and Jack. They are the most recent couple to graduate from the sex counselor's course and join our little circle. She has an arse to die for and sucks like a hoover. Jack is into squash like you. You'll like them".

Just then, the front door opened and Fanny came home. "Hi Trev" she said, tousling his hair, giving him a peck on the cheek as she leaned over giving him a good eye-full of her ample cleavage.

"Trev's just been telling me about his problems trying to get back into dating, and I was just telling him about our little circle of friends. He is quite interested".

"Well then. Come with me you hunk" gushed Fanny, grabbing Trev by the shirt front and pulling him up till their faces were just an inch apart. "What do you think darling" said Fanny to Dick, "Shall we take Trev to the bedroom for an 'interview'? I could really do with some 'spit roast' for dinner tonight!"

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Coitus Interruptus

The prompt for '4ThoughtsOrFiction' this week is "Bedroom Bloopers", and there is nothing more likely to interrupt coitus than a phone call.

Bedroom Bloopers
'Break her bed, not her heart!'*

In my first story, I never even got to the bedroom. I had been seeing a Lady Of Pleasure, TM, regularly for a while and we had exchanged telephone numbers. This was back when Lady Thomas could mostly care for herself during the day and I was still working and taking occasional 'long lunches' with various LOPs. On this particular day, our work team was out to lunch and I was sitting next to my boss, when my phone rings - it was TM asking if I was coming to see her today. I explained that I was at a work lunch and wouldn't be able to get there.

Several months later, I was having a 'long lunch' with another LOP and was naked and about to get into bed, when TM rang again, so I had to make up some apology.

Well the 'relationship' with TM developed when she retired from sex work and asked if I would like to continue seeing her privately in a 'booty buddy' type of arrangement, which I took up. One particular appointment had to be cancelled due to a severe storm that damaged the roof of her house. So I saw her the next morning and after a couple of wonderful hours in the bedroom, we were reclining in the lounge sipping chai lattes, she in just a robe and I was mostly dressed ready to go to work. The dogs started barking and there was a knock on the door. It was the plumber sent by the estate agent, come to inspect the storm damage. Ooops! Almost 'bedroom blooper'! With slight embarrassment, I pulled on my shoes and slipped on my coat, bidding my buddy a discreet farewell while she showed the plumber where the damage was. To add to my 'blooper', I forgot to leave my 'gift' (sorted that out the next day).

With age, retirement and Lady Thomas' declining health, my opportunities for 'me time' declined - I had to resort to squeezing an extra half hour onto the occasional shopping trip (I have written elsewhere about my lustless, sexless marriage). My home life was now mostly about being her carer.

On one occasion, I was up to my balls in a wonderful LOP, when there was an urgent phone call. LT was ringing to ask "Will you be home soon? I'm busting and need a hand to go to the toilet". Fortunately, my LOP was very understanding and our time was just about up, so after a quick shower and cuddle goodbye, I returned to home duties.

In the last month or so, LT is going through a number of other health issues (eyes, shoulder, legs, bowels), that my 'carer' duties have progressed to effectively nursing. With disturbed nights, lack of sleep and busy days, 'me time' is almost zero. With low enthusiasm and my get-up-and-go has got-up-and-gone, it is now effectively 'blogger interruptus'! It's 9am and LT has fallen asleep after a sleepless night, so I get an hour to squeeze out this post.

* I found this photo in a simple Google image search. It has appeared in a number of memes but I was unable to find its origin.

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The Fetish Banquet

In part 12 of Emily and Jack's sexual renewal, their Lifestyle Circle attends a medieval banquet and some fetish fun.

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Since their sexual relationship classes and party with Sandy, Tess had kept in touch socially. At their last catch-up, Sandy told Tess about another couple from her groups, Andy and Trudy, who had setup a Medieval Banquet and Fetish Party business, 'MBFP'.

The 'MBFP' brochure showed the costumes provided. The menu included fresh baked baguettes with whipped butter, sugared almonds, honey-mustard eggs, chilled strawberry soup, roast meats (choice of suckling pig, pheasant or chicken) with seasonal roast vegetables, sweet meats, glazed fruit tarte, chocolate souffle and fresh fruits, all served with liberal tankards of beer or mead. The wenches will serve m'lords, supine on cushions around the low banquet table (the wenches eat in the scullery).

Hosts Andy and Trudy would primarily attend to the cooking, but would be available to instruct in the use of all 'equipment' - they didn't provide any 'personal' services.

After the meal, the adjacent dungeons are opened where the wenches will further serve m'Lords erectitudes with much carousing, singing and dancing. A full range of instruments of pleasure and pain are available, including whips, ropes, belts, paddles, plugs, gags, pin-wheels and masks. A sex swing, St.Andrew's Cross, whipping stools, chains, shackles, cuffs, spreaders, a cage and a rack are all available to assist in restraining miscreants and ensure submission. (All equipment is disinfected before every party).

A large communal shower is available for cleansing and refreshing at the end of the night.

Tess was getting wet just reading about the experience. She immediately sent an e-mail round to all in their group suggesting they book their next party night at the MBFP dungeon. 

It was school holidays and all their children were away at summer camps (except Tabitha - she thought this would a good opportunity to bring her into the group with her boyfriend 'Big' John). By the end of the day, everyone had agreed, including single Pat, so there would be 9 of them. The Friday night 2 weeks out (which happened to be the 13th) was available and was immediately booked.

The night of the 13th came soon enough and everyone arrived at The Dungeon on time. Tim approached the iron portcullis that barred the door and pulled on the chain to ring the bell. "Halt! Who goes there?" announced Andy. "Sir Timothy and company, squire" replied Tim. There is a rattling of chains as the portcullis is drawn upward. A heavy wooden door swings open revealing a wide staircase leading down into the dungeon. There are shields, swords and banners decorating the way. A sign over the entrance announces, "The stairway to Heaven or Hell - your destination is of your own making!".

"Come hither m'Lords, Ladies and wenches" calls Sir Andy. "M'Lords to the left and Ladies and wenches to the right to your changing rooms".

"Do we actually have any 'Ladies' here" giggles Fanny.

Trudy is in the ladies change chamber indicating the shelves and hangers of bloomers, petticoats, skirts, blouses, waistcoats, hose and shoes. "Underwear is new and are yours to keep" she announces. "These bloomers have no crotch!" calls Emily. "That's to give your Lords easy access" explains Trudy. As Tess pulls on her blouse, she realizes that the elasticized bodice easily pulls down under her bare breasts. "That's more in keeping with the night" she announces to all. Now in fact they had all come bra-less, so they all followed suit with much giggling. The waistcoats of various colours were sufficiently tight and high cut to provide an effective 'push-up' to their busts.

The ladies emerged from their change chamber just as m'Lords came out. A handsome lot they looked in lace frilled shirts and bright coloured coats. The ladies couldn't help but notice there codpieces of various stages of 'fullness'. Tabitha went straight to 'Big' John and fondled his very full codpiece. "No touching yet" he said, slapping her hand away with "That's one!"

Trudy led the wenches off to the scullery to get ready to bring out the prepared hot meal.

Andy led M'Lords to the banqueting table, which was in fact barely 12 inches high. The men reclined on the many cushions around the table, which was already spread with the cold food.

Wenches Teressa and Emily came out with jugs of beer, cider and mead and filled the tankards. Sir Timothy presided over the meal, lifting his tankard and proposing a toast to the hosts, his fellow Lords and the winsome wenches that they would enjoy for dessert!

After time for drinking and nibbles, the wenches brought out turines of pottage, the salver of roasted vegetables and the roast poultry. The merriment was getting under way and there was a degree of slapping, squeezing of boobs and pinching of wench's butts. Sir Timothy took charge of the carving and banquet plates were loaded and the gravy boat passed around.

This gave the wenches some time to have something to eat themselves out in the scullery.

"Wenches! Come hither" shouted Sir Timothy. "Some song and dance!".

Now the girls hadn't expected this. They huddled around and Tess came up with some suggestions. The four eldest wenches (Tabitha was too young to know any of the chosen songs) came out and they sang "St Thomas we honour thee" and "Saltarello" with much high-kicking dancing, showing off their bloomers to each Lord in turn. The Lords were in high spirits, clapping and singing along. Dick grabbed his wench Fanny, pulled her down onto his lap for groping and kissing. There was much back-slapping and encouragement.

The Wenches retired and in 10 minutes served desserts. They than had some time in the scullery for their own dessert.

As the meal wound down, Sir Andy came out banging a gong, announcing, "Let the games begin!". Andy put on some music, and the wenches came out and m'Lords got up, and with much laughter, groping, kissing, butt slapping and changing partners, a reel was danced.

When the music and dancing stopped, Andy turned on the lights in the various alcoves around the banquet hall to reveal the full range of instruments and devices available for their pain or pleasure.

'Big' John was the first to move, grabbing wench Tabitha by the wrist. "You didn't sing for us, wench. That's two!" and took her to the St.Andrew's Cross, where he stripped her clothes off and bound her arms and legs to the arms of the cross. With her legs splayed and butt exposed, he grabbed a whip and proceeded to give her a good welt across each cheek. "That'll teach you to be disrespectfull!". "Yes sir. Thank you sir" Tabitha replied.

"OK! Time for a game of chance" announced Sir Andy, pulling 4 chairs into a circle. "OK m'Lords. Strip off and let's see those erections". "Wooh, hooh" shouted the wenches. "OK wenches, you strip too. Now I'm going to play some music and you are to dance around the circle. When the music stops, you are to try and sit on the erection closest to you. Lady Trudy has some lube to get you all nice and slippery. Lady Trudy will come around and inspect each couple to ensure you are properly impaled. With 5 wenches, one of you will miss out. The Lord on the end will retire with the losing wench to have what ever way he likes with her. The remaining Lords and wenches then play again and repeat until the remaining winning Lord has his way with the two remaining wenches. Have fun every one!". Sir Andy picked up a lute and proceeded to play.

Now as it happened, it was 'Big' John winning, with Tabitha and Pat his wenches of pleasure. Tabitha said to Pat, "I'm sorry you don't have a man of your own. I get to fuck John's fabulous giant cock morning and night, and I saw you eyeing him off. Besides, I've been naughty, so why don't you enjoy this", grabbing and waving John's 8 inches for Pat to inspect. "Oooh, yes!" exclaimed Pat. They retired to one of the fucking benches, where Tabitha lay down, inviting Pat to lie across her, 69 style. "This way we can lick and suck each other whilst John fucks you. I get to lick his cock as he fucks you too. Come on John, what are you waiting for? I know you've been dying to get a piece of this pussy!".

In the other three alcoves, all sorts of mischief was being made. Bossy Tess loved to dominate and had Jack lying face-down across a bench, with arms and legs hand-cuffed to the bench legs. His cock dangled down through a hole in the bench. She had a little harness strapped to his cock and balls with a weight on the end hanging down. Up top she was alternating between paddling his butt, tickling the soles of his feet with a feather, running a pin-wheel up and down his back. She then laid on top of him, rubbing her ample oiled boobs all over his back, then nibbling his ear-lobes, then arms reached around under the narrow bench to tug his erection. His body was in sensory over-load.

Next along, Dick and Emily were not much into pain of bondage. They had found a fucking swing. Emily was in the lower harness with arms and legs in their stirrups spread wide. Dick climbed into the upper harness, face down, with his cock implanted into Em's hot wet cunt. He manipulated the swing with the support ropes, so that as they swung backwards and forwards, his body slid up and down over Em as the cock and pussy slid in and out. The swinging motion really heightened the sensuality of their coupling, when an enormous orgasm spread through her and her body bucked up and down under Dick. This sent the swing into wild gyrations and it triggered more and more orgasms, till Dick came himself. Exhausted, they lay together, still coupled, whilst the swing slowed down to a gentle rocking motion.

Fanny was more adventurous and wanted Jack to try some clamps on her. He had her spread-eagled and tied with ropes to loops on the wall. He had then wrapped the rope around her chest, binding her breasts so that they didn't sag or bounce. He tied a gag around her head with a ball stuck in her mouth. He then found some small clamps on chains which he clipped onto her nipples. The clips on the other end of the chain, he gently clipped to each of her outer labia - unlike Emily, she had rather large, 'outer' labia, a bit like Tess. Jack proceeded to lick around Fanny's oriole then down her body till he found her engorged clit. With all the attention, Fanny had felt her pussy juices leaking out and her clit was getting quite aroused. Jack gently spread her clipped outer labia and licked her inner petals, then up her slit to lick and suck her clit. Her body was squirming in response, but each move tugged on her nipples and labia a bit more. Jack knelt down so his tongue could slide over her urethra and slide into her vag which was starting to gape. Her body was bucking some more, when he slid two fingers in and his finger tips found the spongy area of her G-spot. This really tipped Fanny over the edge, and with a violent buck, her vagina squeezed his fingers out and she let out a massive squirt. There was pain in her nipples and labia, but she didn't care, the pleasure of her orgasm overwhelmed her. She wanted to scream, but the gag prevented her. Jack's fingers invaded her again and she squirted again, bigger than previously. Jack was prepared this time and had his mouth clamped over her vulva to swallow her load of squirt. They repeated squirting two or three more times, before Fanny sagged forward in her rope harness, totally exhausted. Jack sat back in the chair opposite Fanny, and proceeded to get his own orgasmic release, squirting a stream of hot cum across Fanny's fanny. Then he too slumped for a few minutes petit morte.

In the next 5-10 minutes, all 9 weary Lords and wenches untied themselves and made their way to the communal shower room. There were happy faces, hugs and back slapping as they helped each other soap and wash off. But there was no sexual energy left.

Dressed, with bags of used bloomers in hand, they bid their hosts good-night with grateful thanks and hugs.

Each couple returned to their own homes and beds, where for some, play-sex was replaced by love-making. For others sore nipples and aching muscles were laved with salve. Other simply collapsed into a deep sleep. Even single Pat was quite happy going home alone, where she has sweet dreams of 'Big' John. "OMG" she thought, "If John is only 19, does that make me a Cougar?". She smiled to herself and fell sleep.

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Cunnilingus - Techniques, Do's, Don'ts and Attitude

When I saw the prompt for 'The Oral Sex Project' was "Oral Techniques", I thought it was time I collected and refreshed a group of posts from 2012 & 2013. They were written from a male perspective, in primarily transactional sex situations and were originally targeted at fellow 'punters'. Those posts started out with "Cunnilingus 101" which is by far my most frequently read post, passing 6000 views in 9 years, and still gets 1 or 2 views per day. In this compilation essay, I present them in a different order, starting with a question from a reader.

Co-incidentally, the current "4Thoughts" meme prompt is "Addiction" and I can't think of anything more addictive in sex than the visual, olfactory, tactile, aural and palatable delights of cunnilingus.

(Gender note: This was written 9 years ago where he/him and she/her had their traditional meanings. Any use of 'male' references should be read to include all 'givers' of cunnilingus, and she/her refers to persons with a vulva).

Why Doesn't She Respond to Cunnilingus?

The simple answer is - use your tongue - TALK TO HER!

Does she want you 'down there' at all?

Does she enjoy being touched and if so, where?

Does she enjoy self masturbation?  Some ladies just cannot bring themselves to have oral sex at all, either giving or receiving. Respect her.

Have you asked her how she likes it? Ask for directions!

Does she have any "turn offs"?  See "Cunnilingus Don'ts" below.

What responses were you expecting?  Every woman's response is different. (See "Cunnilingus Responses") If you go down with high expectations, then you are highly likely to be disappointed.  

Cunnilingus is NOT fore-play - there needs to be a lot of play before you go down. Below in "Cunnilingus 101", I cover a lot of basics around techniques.

There was a phrase used in old-fashioned marriage vows, "With my body I thee worship", that is worth revisiting.  Good "sex" is a 'whole of body and mind' experience by/for both partners.

Are you both enjoying yourselves?  Then enjoy the ride and be surprised at what might happen!

Cunnilingus 101

Don't get me wrong, I am not professing to be an expert, though many of my ladies have made very complimentary noises ("Oh my God, don't stop!"). In fact it was one of my lovely appreciative ladies that dubbed me "Thomas the Tongue Engine". I have learnt by trial and error (fortunately not too much of the later).  Also, I am writing as a male, but as I write below it is critical that you take guidance from your lady(s). Further many of the points raised come from my ladies themselves in our conversations

From the start, you need to understand that it is not just about technique, but like all good sex, is very much about attitude, mood and personal "connectedness".  So if you have come together with mutual 'joie de vivre' and desire for mutual pleasure, then you have started off on the right foot.  

Invitation to Dine At The “Y”?

Now it might seem trite and obvious, but ensure beforehand that the lady will be receptive, either by explicit or implicit Q&A in your introduction.  Remember, that in the commercial environment, not all ladies are willing to provide this level of service (see my "Respecting Personal Preferences and Space" post). Some ladies don't like it on a first visit - wait until you have got to know each other a bit. Also, time-of-day and time-of-month come into play. I have had some ladies turn down an offer because she has had “too many clients just trying to make me come”!  Personally, I find ladies most receptive in their first booking of the day/week, or last booking of the day when they are ready for some “me time”.

Preparation

Again, it might seem trite and obvious, but it still needs to be stated - make sure you have prepared yourself physically before your encounter - freshly smooth shaved, showered, deodorized, nails closely trimmed, teeth brushed and gargled, and of course you won't be 'going down there' if you have mouth ulcers, cracked lips or cold-sores (you don't want to be giving or receiving anything except pleasure)!

Warming Up

The "warm-up" and "get-to-know" phases are important.  Don't just dive straight in - there will be caressing, kissing, and discovering erogenous zones, neck, ear-lobes, breasts, nipples. Slowly work your way down her body with light kissing and licking, perhaps down one leg, up the inner thighs, across her pubes, then the other leg and back up, circling in on her sweet spot.

Anatomy 101

Lets pause at this point to ensure you have a working knowledge of the female genital anatomy - the outer and inner lips (labia), the location of the clitoris and urethra relative to the vaginal entrance (advanced Linguists will also need to know the location of the "G-spot").  Internet photos and video will help in understanding the enormous variety, but only with experience can you appreciate the variety of "innies", "outies" and "flaps", prominent and embedded clits, not to mention artificial adornments.

Technique - More Lips, Less Tongue

In terms of technique, I can't go much better than the phrase from fellow dearly departed blogger ‘The Barreness’ - "More lips, less tongue" (and definitely no teeth!).  Cunnilingus is much more akin to kissing than intercourse, and should not be seen as just an opportunity to fuck your lady with your tongue (or finger), though digital stimulation of her G-spot may be used by experienced practitioners once she is fully excited, if agreeable.

Its not a good idea to home straight in on her clit. Perhaps kiss your way up her inner thigh, circle the outer labia. Gently lick across the outer labia, very gently sucking each lip in turn. Lick up and down her slit, from her clit to gently parting her lips with your tongue. Well, you can work out the rest...

Be Sensitive to Feedback

Be guided by your lady’s responses. If in doubt ask her if she likes something. If she puts her hands on your head and pulls you hard into her or wraps her legs around you in a neck lock, then you know you are doing something right - just beware the orgasmic pelvic 'punch in the nose'.  Be aware that she will get super-sensitive and that you then need to pull back or stop (unless of course she screams “No! No! NO!!! DON’T STOP!!!”.

Also be aware of the variety or intensity and frequency of female orgasm. Some ladies will not come easily. Others only come once. There is a plateau state where a lady will shudder on the brink for some time. Mostly you will encounter clitoral orgasms, but deep vaginal orgasm typically from G-spot stimulation is something different. It wasn’t until I triggered one once that I now understand the difference - “My god.  I haven’t had one of those for months!” was her response.

Know When to Back Off

As part of your feedback, be sensitive about when it isn't working and when you need to back off. In your early attempts, don't be discouraged if you just can't make it work for your lady. Or it simply just might not be her day. Be respectful, and don't overstay your welcome.

Give Her Time To Recover

Be aware of her sensitivity afterwards. She might not be ready to progress straight into intercourse.

Post DATY Benefits

If you have pleasured your lady well, she will very likely be highly desirous to have her fill of you.

Cunnilingus Responses

Of the dozens and dozens of ladies I have had the pleasure and delight of "dining on", every one responded differently. I will try to roughly group them by similarity of response. I have a separate post dedicated exclusively to "O-O-O-OMG! The Female Orgasm".

The Unexpected

With many professional Ladies of Pleasure, orgasm can be a wearying drain on a day full of clients. Thus many refuse cunnilingus outright. I remember one lovely young thing agreeing, but saying that she probably wouldn't be able to cum - I was delighted to have her bucking in under 5 minutes. Another neophyte didn't even expect that she could or was "allowed" to cum in a commercial arrangement - she squealed with surprise and delight when she did.

One A Day

Not all ladies are able to be multi-orgasmic. One special buddy of mine, could only ever have one orgasm per day. So we timed our meetings so that that one was a mighty good one. (It's a bit like blogging - some people can write one or more times per day, but some of us struggle with a weekly post).

Vocality

Vocal response during orgasm varies from a small grunt and sigh, through "Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh God, Yes!", to the "screamer"s - one lady I saw was nicknamed "Firecracker" - she went off so loudly that everybody in the place knew it. Some others wanted to, but bite on their wrist to hold it back. But beware, her verbal response is easily exaggerated. (For myself, I'm afraid I'm a 'quiet achiever'!)

Encouragement

When a lady is really starting to appreciate your ministrations you will receive encouraging signs. She will be pushing back into you. I have had ladies who I could swear their vulva was kissing me back. Then there are those that give directions - take notice - she knows what she likes so let her guide you. Then there are ladies that grab my head and pull my face hard against their cunt, twisting and squirming their pelvis against my face  - just be careful she doesn't suffocate you.

The Linctus of Love

Probably the first obvious response is lubricating. Like all the responses listed here, the degree will vary enormously from lady to lady and time to time. But from my experience at least, gushing or squirting is highly unlikely from cunnilingus alone, though there are the exceptions.

The "Lichter" Scale

I have had enough ladies 'in my face' to know that the intensity of the female orgasm is very much an individual thing and that 'stronger' does not automatically imply 'better', so I won't put any numbers on the Lichter scale. I have ladies who's orgasms are a ripple through their body. And I've had ladies who's orgasms seize their body totally stiff - pity me if I have their legs around my neck. There are orgasms that are a single contraction with perhaps a single after-spasm. On the other hand, I have had ladies who contracted repeatedly, perhaps up to a dozen times.

Controlled Release

Occasionally I meet a lady who knows her own body very well, an obvious player of her fine instrument. Although technically on the receiving end, she controls and paces her response, not allowing herself to tip over the edge of full orgasm. She prefers to rumble along a plateau of continuous pleasure in pre-orgasm, then only letting herself go when she is good and ready for maximum effect.

Clitoral vs Vaginal Orgasm

This is one of those topics that is more meaningful to ladies than to we mere males. Some people still dispute whether different types of orgasm even occur. Mind you, I'm sure most ladies only experience one type of orgasm, whether or clitoral or vaginal stimulation - it's all about individual nerve and neuronal 'wiring'.

It took me 2 years of 'research' before I encountered a practical demonstration. This particular lady was quite multi-orgasmic. After her third or fourth (clitoral) orgasm, I added some digital stimulation of her G-spot to my cunnilingus. Suddenly there was a deep-down, almost rumbling sort of contractions that built up and up to a full body orgasm. Her response was "Oh God, I needed that. I haven't had one of those for months".

The Blossoming

One of the most beautiful sights for a cunnilinguist, is the blossoming of your ladies vulva. Again, the degree of response is highly individual and highly dependent on the lady's personal anatomy (go and read "Pussy Pride" if you are not fully aware of the wide diversity of vaginal anatomy). Like an erectile response, her labia engorge with blood, swelling until they spread and 'pop' out like a flower bud opening. By this time, her vagina is gaping open, calling to you, "Come and fuck me". (The particular lady I visualise with fond memories, was coincidentally a "one-a-day" lady.

Read up on "Sexual Arousal" at “https://www.wikiwand.com/en/Sexual_arousal”). 

All that's left to say, is "Bon appetit!".

Cunnilingus Don'ts

After discussing the above posts with my buddy, "Oh Gracious One", she shared with me some of her turn-offs.

No Means No!

Even in a "commercial" arrangement, this still applies - this is a negotiable option only. And it doesn't just mean a verbal "No"! If your lady pushes you away or expresses discomfort or dislike, that's still "No!". Proceeding with unwanted cunnilingus is "Rape" in some jurisdictions, or at least "Sexual assault".

Don't Bite

I could hardly believe OGO when she said that she had men bite her lady bits. Firm nibbling with your lips perhaps if she agrees, but biting - ouch. How would you like it if she sunk her teeth into the tip if your cock? Oh, you do? Its all about preferences - respect each other's.

Beware Stubble Rash

Facial hair, like public hair, is a choice and acquired taste. The two-day-old stubble might look "manly" but even 5-o'clock shadow can be quite irritating on a ladies sensitive bits. I always try and have a fresh shave before visiting my ladies. I did forget once and my lady told me it was rough - so I placed my hands on her inner thighs so my stubbly cheeks don't touch her skin and a wonderful time was had by all.

Don't be a Pussy

OGO told me that one of her pet peeves is the man that lightly flicks his tongue on her bits. She likes her cunnilingus full on, like Deep French Kissing on the mouth. Again, find out what each individual lady likes.

Oral Hygeine

No-one like kissing anyone with halitosis. But with cunnilingus, the risk of infection is higher. So gum disease, bleeding gums or cold sores on the lips means cunnilingus is off the menu, just like if she has her period. But kissing of her erogenous zones, ears, neck breasts, inner thighs or mons can be a real turn-on.

Long Nails are Not In

If you plan on searching for her "G" spot, your finger nails had better be clipped and filed.

Your "Visiting Kit"

When visiting my ladies, I have my own "visiting kit" - razor, tooth brush, mouth wash, deodorant, nail clippers, massage oil and condoms.  Be a good scout and Be Prepared, and you will be hearing "Don't stop!", instead of "DON'T!".

Foot Note

Colloquially, cunnilingus is also known as DATY (Dining At The 'Y'), and apparently also as "The Australian Kiss", mind you I've never heard this expression in Australia myself - perhaps it was a "foreigner's" description of an Ozzie's ministrations.

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