I found with most women that they simply don't know how to give good head to a guy so I opted not to get one. Met only one or two women that really knew what they were doing...
I'll admit that from the time I was a teenager until about...maybe a year and a half ago?...I wasn't that great at it. I was good, but not great. And it
did take a lot longer to get him off that way than with intercourse. Part of the problem was that I was still living under the fundamentalist religious shadow I grew up with. My church youth group leader taught that married sex is good, but that oral and anal activities are "not what God intended."
I also believe I was influenced by a cultural phenomenon. I've observed that there seems to be an unwritten "rule" that women are supposed to be afraid of or repulsed by cocks, and that "Good Girl's Don't." Somehow, this gets passed from mother to daughter (and from friend to friend)? I'm not sure what started it, but I know it's very prevalent.
What turned the tide for me was throwing off that mantle and giving myself permission to
adore the male body, and especially the penis. Reading Erotica definitely helped -- I realized that other women liked cocks, and found them beautiful, so I wasn't so strange, after all.
So, on a perfectly ordinary day last year, all of a sudden, I really, really
wanted to suck my husband's cock. I didn't just want to "please" him. I didn't just want to engage in some selfless, sacrificial act. I actually
wanted his cock in my mouth.
That day, when I did it, for the first time ever I really put my heart into it. My long-time habit had been to work the top part of the penis with my mouth, and the bottom part with my hand (because I couldn't get it in my mouth too far without gagging). And although I'm sure that felt pretty good (and I still use the technique sometimes), I decided that day to see what would happen if I didn't use my hands at all. I discovered I could take much more of him
if I really wanted to, and that it was exciting. I was getting off on it almost as much as he was. Then, out of the blue, the thought came to me that "maybe this would be even better for him if my mouth felt more like a vagina." So I started experimenting with ways to use my tongue more effectively. Needless to say, as my first "good" blow job, it still wasn't equal to what I can do now. But it was
worlds away from what I had done up to that point. He was staggered. "Where in the
hell did you learn to do that?" he said, leaning against the dresser because his legs had gone all wobbly. "Um...from books?" I said, thinking of the Erotica.
"Keep reading those!" he gasped. :biggrin1: