"Expert Tongue Trippers" - читать интересную книгу автора (Marsh Olivia)

Introduction

"At the time I didn't understand it, for I had no idea coming would be like this. My hips bucked into the air. I desperately ground my cunt into his face and clamped my thighs against his neck. And I yelled. God, did I yell! I just went out of control and flopped around like somebody gone mad. I couldn't believe it.

"The way it felt was beyond words. Nothing in the world was like this first time,.this first total release of my body, unless it was the other beautiful times with Joey. I loved it, though, loved the feeling of giving way completely.

"It was a long time before I quieted down. I shook and quaked and sighed. Again and again the sensations came over me like waves… sometimes I thought it was over just as a little twitch would start me trembling again. Little by little, though, the pulsations diminished and my heart stopped thumping loudly.

"I looked at Joey and saw his face was wet from my juices. His beard seemed frosted. A smile broke on his face, a smile of tenderness I'll never forget. He'd loved making it happen for me. I could tell from the way he looked at me just then. And I told him it had never happened before, that he was the first one ever to make me come. Maybe I shouldn't have told him.

"He didn't seem surprised, though. What he did next and what he had me do was something I'd always thought of with fear and dread. I'd heard there were girls who did it, took guys' cocks in their mouths and sucked until they came. I didn't think I was capable of such a thing until that moment when Joey brought his cock closer and closer to my face.

"I knew he wanted it. I owed it to him, of course, but that's not what made me do it. Suddenly, I wanted to; I wanted to bring him the kind of pleasure he'd brought me, knowing full well that I'd enjoy it, too.

"I touched his rigid tool hesitantly at first, taking it between my thumb and forefinger and moving the loose skin up and down. I watched him smile contentedly and get down on his knees in front of me. I used just my hands for a few moments before finally bending forward and taking the head of it gently into my mouth.

"I explored the surface with my tongue before trying to take it in further. I wasn't very sure of myself, but I sensed that if you do something slowly and gently, the other person will enjoy it more. After all, this was what Joey had done to me.

"As I held it in my mouth, I realized I was doing this not just for Joey's pleasure, but for my own. It gave me a greater feeling of intimacy with him and this, too, was something I craved. I withdrew the firm hold of my lips, then simply kissed it here and there, searching for its most sensitive spot until Joey's moans let me know that I'd found it.

"Again I took it into my mouth, this time more deeply. I couldn't get it all in; there was too much of it for that. I shoved it back toward my throat, though, until my breath was almost cut off. Then I bobbed my head up and down, sucking ever so gently in a rhythm I was sure he'd like. And as I sucked, I swirled my tongue around the tender ridge.

"We stopped once, so Joey could get up on the couch and lie back passively with me mounted over him. This enabled me to take even more of his cock in, sucking with swifter more furious strokes. I must have done what he wanted. He didn't tell me what to do or what he liked, he just purred and groaned happily.

"I sucked and sucked, taking it in more deeply each time. I was in a kind of trance as I kept up the steady, sensuous rhythm. When I opened my eyes briefly, everything in my range of vision was slightly blurred and indefinite. I felt dizzy, but I continued tirelessly, up and down, giving Joey the thrills he wanted.

"I wondered if the end would be as violent for him as it had been for me. Surely this was different from other kinds of sex. Incredibly better. I scarcely knew the end was coming.

"Joey's cock suddenly got bigger and harder. I don't know if that happens in fucking or not. If it does, a girl can't feel it. But now I could feel it. I could scarcely keep his prick in my mouth.

"Then there was a jolt of his hips, plunging his cock way back into my mouth for an instant, nearly chocking me. I hung on, and a minute later I got my reward. I could feel the surging of his cock as he pumped out his stuff-all warm and salty-into my mouth.

"This was the moment I'd been scared of. Would I be able to swallow it? I didn't right away, because I couldn't swallow with his cock in my mouth. I kept on sucking until I was sure I had every bit of it. Joey collapsed on top of me, totally spent. Then I withdrew my mouth and let the strange tasting liquid go down my throat.

"We clung to each other happily for a long time, all sticky and smelly and feeling so close to each other. Maybe we could have aroused each other again, I don't know. But we were both exhausted because it had been so tremendous. I wondered if it was really unique for Joey, too. He never said so, one way or the other.

"It was only then, after we'd done it, that I decided I loved Joey. I know you don't have to love somebody to feel strong sexual desires. It happens all the time. But Joey was somebody special for the short time he was a part of my life.

"Why did I make such a big deal out of it? Maybe I'm just overemotional. God knows, I'm not deprived of love or material things or other things people want. But you can lead what seems like a normal middle class life and still get screwed up somehow. Or fall apart when something happens. I knew all along that there was a chance Joey'd leave me. Girls get ditched by guys all the time. I'd have a few little heartbreaks myself, though I never cared for anybody the way I cared for Joey.

"Anyway, I wasn't prepared for what happened. How could I have been?

"Once we knew we were sexually compatible, we took time to get to know each other. Maybe that's the reverse of the way things used to be, but what's the use of getting involved with someone if you can't really make it together. Before Joey, I didn't know how important that was. I thought it was just something that matters a lot to guys, not to girls. I had no idea how fantastic sex could be.

"For Joey and me, though, sex wasn't the usual kind. Not that we didn't try it that way. Once we managed to go camping together for a whole weekend, having told our parents that a whole crowd was going with chaperons and all. Joey had a tent and a double sleeping bag, but it was on one of our hikes deep into the woods that we stopped to make love.

"We were far from where there could have been any other campers. There wasn't the slightest chance of discovery, so we took off our clothes and romped in the moss under the tall trees. Naturally we ended up in each other's arms, and eventually, in a sixty-nine position.

"As he lapped at my wide-open cunt, I drove my mouth up and down over his cock. I'd learned to do it well by now, using my hand to take care of what I couldn't get into my mouth. This time, like many times before, we went about it leisurely. Either of us could have come in a few seconds, but we drew it out to last and last for an ecstatically long time. I pumped his cock with slow, deliberate strokes, and each time I heard his breath begin to quicken, I eased the pace. He did the same with me-that, is, when he'd given my clitoris so much attention I was on the very brink of exploding into spasms, he'd not only slow down but move his tongue somewhere else. What divine torture!

"We went on this way under the trees. At last, Joey looked up at me and said, 'I'd like to put it in. Know what I mean?'

"'Okay,' I said.

"Funny, the thought scarcely ever crossed my mind. The thought of fucking, that is. We had our own thing, Joey and me, and that was it. I was almost afraid to try something else for fear it wouldn't work and would alienate us somehow. That's how I felt then. Scared. But I didn't want to disappoint him. I'd have never disappointed Joey for any thing.

"My fear vanished, though, as I looked at Joey's deep, piercing eyes, then his ripe, virile body. I wanted to take his cock inside me, not so much out of lust as out of a desire to be close to him in a new way.

"I lay still and let him position my legs to best advantage. Then he bore down on me. There was something awkward about it. It occurred to me that he was less experienced at this. I put my arms around him reassuringly, then raised my legs over him, entwining them around his ass. My cunt was very wet, but it took a moment or so for him to drive his huge tool in it. I'm not sure why. It was as though he had trouble finding at what angle to push. There was a moment of awkwardness.

"At last we were linked together, the way I'd been with other guys before. Only Joey didn't start to hump me frantically. He stayed perfectly still with his cock deep inside me. Then he began stroking very gently. It was odd, though, big as his cock was, I scarcely felt anything.

"I tried to meet his slow thrusts by lifting my pelvis upward in rhythm with his motions. I found myself trying to grind my clitoris against him, trying to derive some sensation I just wasn't getting.

"I felt close to him, though, I remember that. There was something lovely about this, but really, something was missing physically. I wasn't turned off or disgusted, but I wasn't terribly hot the way I usually was with Joey. I'd been spoiled by the treatment he'd given me.

"Maybe he'd been spoiled, too. Instants later, He kissed me and crawled off.

" 'It was nice, wasn't it?' he asked.

" 'Yes,' I said. 'Beautiful.'

"So he hadn't intended to finish it, that was all. It was just an experiment. I was infinitely relieved. But I noticed that his prick wasn't hard and erect anymore. It had gone soft. I pretended not to see it, though, as he resumed the familiar position between my raised thighs.

"I'd never wanted his tongue more than at that moment. I had to know that the old magic was still there between us, that this hadn't spoiled it for us forever.

"The first touch of his tongue, though, was enough to bring me back to where I'd been before. I trembled as I felt the rough wetness of its meeting my clit. Gently, he licked at the tender, quivering flesh. I loved it. This was what I wanted, this and nothing else.

"I shook frantically as he swept his tongue downward to my gaping hole and back up again to where my clit was bulging and quivering. I spread my legs wide and let my clit really stick out so he could get at it. Briefly, he sucked at it, the same way I sucked his cock, but it couldn't stand much of that. It had to be treated so very gently.

"This was it, the thing that drew us together, the craving for what our hot mouths could do. Way back somewhere in my mind it seemed wrong to want it so desperately when we couldn't make it like you're supposed to be able to make it. I was hooked on this and so was Joey. At least we'd found each other and both of us understood. No one else need ever know, I thought."

In a society such as ours which demands on every level an ever increasing degree of uniformity, the individual is left with fewer and fewer means of free and natural expression. This trend is apparent in all sectors of the society-be it "hip" or "swinger" or downright "up-tight." From the cradle to the grave, we are taught to get along and get ahead; in short, to conform.

For the most part, our culture is city-based, highly sophisticated and rigid in its control over the individual. We are taught that we must justify our existence through the Puritan ethic of "work and save," in which one views his contemporaries more often as competitors, rather than brothers and sisters. We are taught to fit into the industrial machine long before we learn (if we ever do learn) the nature and implications of this technological age.

Psychologists have pointed out yet another factor concurrent with our system of values and economic priorities: overpopulation, a result, rather than a cause of the problem. Therefore, when we are speaking of the "modern life" we are really talking about machines and men, and a generation pressurized to a degree unknown in any previous epoch. We are talking about men who behave like machines.

In numerous experiments where rats are placed in overcrowded circumstances, the results have been significant, though somewhat predictable. The rats attempted to overcome their overcrowded situation by intensifying their pursuit of pleasure, what the analysts call "stimulation." One direction in which the rats sought to achieve this stimulation came in the form of violence, ritualized to an uncanny degree. They formed gangs or packs and roamed the rat compound in search of victims to destroy.

However, an even more deviant form of rat behavior was observed in their excessive sex play. Groups of male rats sometimes would "gang-bang" unprotected females. Thus the cycle of overpopulation and stimulation spirals dangerously upward, destroying in its wake the delicate balance determined through patterns of natural selection and the normal mating behavior of rat society.

The parallels existing between rat society and our own are, unfortunately, all too evident. However, it is important to regard the above example more as a parable than an actual cause-effect relationship. Man's violent nature as well as his sexual mores are far too complex to be explained merely in terms of overcrowding. Paul Ehrlich points this out clearly in his book. The Population Bomb:

… The year-round sexuality of the human female, the long period of infant dependence on the female, the evolution of the family group, all are at the roots of our present problem. They are essential ingredients in the vast social phenomenon that we call sex. Sex is not simply an act leading to the production of off-spring. It is a varied and complex cultural phenomenon penetrating into all aspects of our lives-one involving our self-esteem, our choice of friends, cars, and leaders. It is tightly interwoven with our mythologies and history. Sex in man is necessary for the production of young, but it also evolved to ensure their successful rearing. Facet number two of our bind-our urge to reproduce is hopelessly entwined with most of our other urges.

There probably has never been a generation in history which has been confronted with so many complex problems, all demanding immediate attention. It is, therefore, not surprising that this group of young people should attempt to find release in the only ways open to them.

In recent years, these forms of release have taken on the somewhat overused term "revolution." There is the so-called political revolution, the drug revolution, and, of course, the sexual revolution. What does it all mean?

Perhaps the widest implications of these revolutions (or, perhaps, the revolution) are simply that the old ways of doing things have led to stagnation and deterioration. There is a definite need felt by most sensitive, young people to feel in touch with natural or real life forces. In an age that would even consider plastic tree-lined streets, it is not surprising that many people seek real and natural human contacts, and that they run from the artificial existence created by the men and machines of the past, as though it were a plague.

Whether or not the sexual movement is really an answer to the problem depends upon your own personal, lay or professional outlook. The fact remains, however, that in our cultural jigsaw puzzle, sex and drugs provide the individual with some kind of extra normal sensation, a feeling of strangeness which transcends the artificial forms of entertainment so well organized within the Puritan background. As Dr. Ehrlich pointed out, the sexual urge is interwoven with many other urges, and one of those, no doubt, is to break with the past, and, for the younger generation, to break with the old taboos.

So, the name of the game is stimulation, and the justification (or condemnation if you prefer) is "revolution." And, in that revolution we have unisex, group or communal sex, sensitivity and massage, swinger parties, etc. The common denominator running through the entire new wave of sexual freedom is oral sex-the taboo that practically everyone violates at one time or another.

Not to be dated and carted off to the old swingers' home, the over-thirty group are apt to justifiably complain that oral sex is nothing new, neither is it indigenous to today's youth, America, Western society, or even human beings. In fact, a large segment of the animal kingdom, though unoral in the human sense, are quite oral in the sexual sense. From panthers to puppy dogs, one of the best ways to get to know the opposite sex is still via mouth-genital contact. Even bugs do it.

One individual who made his life work the study and collection of sexual information was Dr. Alfred Kinsey. Predictably, Kinsey devoted sufficient attention to the topic of oral sex, which he, rather graphically, calls "mouth-genital contact." In his Sexual Behavior in the Human Female are some of his findings; first, with regard to mammalian origins of the aforementioned practice:

Among most species of mammals there is, in actuality, a great deal of sex play which never leads to coitus. Most mammals, when sexually aroused, crowd together and nuzzle and explore with their noses, mouths, and feet over each other's bodies. They make lip-to-lip contacts and tongue-to-tongue contacts, and use their mouths to manipulate every part of the companion's body, including the genitalia. They may nip, bite, scratch, groom, pull at the fur of the other animal, pull out fur, urinate, and repeatedly mount without, however, making any serious attempt to effect genital union. Such activity may continue for a matter of minutes, or hours, or even in some cases for days before there is any attempt at coitus. The student of mammalian behavior, interested in observing coitus in his animal stocks, sometimes may have to wait through hours and days of sex play before he has an opportunity to observe actual coitus, if, indeed, the animals do not finally separate without ever attempting a genital union.

Kinsey observed that there are few petting techniques in human sexual behavior which are not widespread among the other mammals.

Moreover, and more importantly, Kinsey's works point to the obvious conclusion that oral sex, rather than a "perversion" (as it is sometimes called) is one of the few things one can rely upon as being "organic," i.e., natural behavior. In other words, if you are going to have sex, you are going to have sex; and oral sex is sex.

It is important to place the concept of perversion in its proper perspective. Perversion, as Kinsey observes, is a result of man's ideas about sex, and have nothing whatever to do with the biological fact itself:

The wide distribution of non-coital sex play among all of the mammalian species on which there are sufficient data is evidence of the ancient origins of the anatomic and physiologic basis of such behavior some millions of years ago in the ancestral stocks of the class Mammalia. Indeed, some of the basic capacities on which petting behavior depends must have originated hundreds of millions of years ago among the ancient vertebrate stocks which gave rise to the mammalia; for sensory satisfactions obtained from the crowding together of animal bodies, from tongue-to-tongue contacts, and from mouth contacts with, other parts of the partner's body, are also evident in the behavior of some of the other vertebrates, including the lizards, still other reptiles, and the birds. In a biologic sense, petting is a normal or natural sort of behavior, and not the intellectually contrived perversion which it has sometimes been considered. In a biologic sense, the real perversion is the inhibition and suppression of such activities on the supposition that they represent "acts contrary to nature."

So, we see that oral sex is not only an over-thirty preoccupation, it is an over thirty-million-year-old tradition; nor is it merely human and/or monkey business. Indeed, the snake may have tempted Eve with somewhat more than an apple if Kinsey's analysis of reptilian sexual behavior is correct.

Strange as it may seem to most adults, sexual instruction is hardly necessary when children call upon racial memory and genetic programming, rather than the feeble recollections and distinctly guilt-ridden conditioning of their elders.

Nevertheless, in spite of the overwhelming evidence brought forth by most medical and psycho-logical authorities, the sexual laws-still active in all fifty states-indicate that the official ideal is far removed from actual sexual practices. And, judging by the rise of oral sex among the young, that gap is likely to increase tremendously as time goes on. That is, it will increase unless the professional moralists in society realize the danger inherent in the process of making a rather large portion of the population criminal merely because they yield to ancient animal urges.

Serious revolutionaries might very well applaud the stupidity of the establishment they wish to change over. Whenever a man's lips or mouth touches the sexual parts of a woman, there is a small voice in that man's head telling him that he is breaking the law; and a man, who knowingly-even joyously-breaks the law, is a potential revolutionary.

Until now, our discussion has focused primarily on the sociological and biological implications surrounding the practice of oral sex. And, incidentally, we are using the wider term "oral" rather than the two descriptive terms of fellatio and cunnilingus. By oral we mean the use of the mouth during sex. Only when fellatio and/or cunnilingus is used instead of, or in preference to conventional copulation will the specific terms be used. Otherwise it is safe to assume that men and women are polyperverse and perform cunnilingus, which, one might rightly presume, includes talking, eating, biting, blowing, humming as part of their sexual entertainment-compare the movie Tom Jones.

The question of why humans behave this way leads us into the psychological realm. We do not mean to imply, however that which is necessarily distorted or deviant. For the sensual majority, oral sex is the ultimate source of gratification or fulfillment. Therefore, using this technique is not a problem; in most instances, it is a normal adjunct to sex play.

In one of the most important studies made of the subject of sexual technique, Ideal Marriage, Theodoor H. Van De Velde refers to oral sex as the "genital kiss," in order to bypass other terms which, to him, imply distorted behavior. The author goes on to relate the psychological and physiological significance of the genital kiss as follows:

This type of stimulation has many advantages. First of all the lack of local secretion ceases to be a drawback, and even becomes an advantage. Secondly, the acuteness of the pleasure it excites and the variety of tactile sensation it provides, will ensure that the previous deficiency is made good; i.e., that sexual excitement and desire reach such a point that-either by these means alone or aided by other endearments-distillation takes place, heralding psychic and bodily readiness for a sexual communion, successful and satisfactory to both partners.

The genital kiss is particularly calculated to overcome frigidity and fear in hitherto inexperienced women who have had no erotic practice, and are as yet hardly capable of specific sexual desire.

Van De Velde goes on to point out the psychological benefits attained by the active partner as follows:

For the active partner, the pleasures of the genital kiss are wholly psychic. They center round the joy of giving joy to and rousing desire in the beloved, and the imaginative realization of this pleasure and desire. (Of course, this psychic pleasure may be intense, and transmit itself to the periphery, in the form of increased tumescence.) The feelings of the passive partner, on the other hand, however strong their emotional undertones, are predominantly peripheral, i.e., physical.

Finally, there is one more area worthy of consideration in this general discussion of oral sex: its use in the avoidance of pregnancy and venereal disease.

Although the "pill" and other types of contraceptives are readily available today for persons of all ages, there are a number of young women who, for physical or perhaps psychosomatic reasons, are reluctant to use them. For these women and their partners the genital kiss has become the surest oral contraceptive available-and certainly the most traditional.

However, the use of oral sex to avoid venereal disease is not quite so certain. There have been many cases of V.D. reported among homosexuals, and some doctors declare a high danger of infection in heterosexual oral contact.