A&E's Resident Sex Expert: Dr. Kat (continued)

Your questions answered Dr. Kat Van Kirk, an AASECT certified Sex Therapist and licensed Marriage Therapist. This month's question is…

Q&A: Oral Luck

Dear Dr. Kat,

My girlfriend says I'm not any good at performing oral sex on her. In fact, she's never had an orgasm that way with me and she told me she has with other guys.

We've been together eight months and I feel like I should already have this figured out. Please help.

Thank you,

Sincerely,
Jimmy

Hi Jimmy,

Every woman is different as you've discovered and that includes cunnilingus. However, what you can do is have a sense of openness when it comes to trying new techniques.

Since you are already discussing the subject (good for the both of you), ask if she can give you a little "owner's manual" tour of what stimulation works for her and then try it out. Let her tell you what works…Hard versus, soft, lips versus tongue, etc. She can grunt, groan and move to-wards/away but explicit "I like this" is always the best. Let's not leave you assuming.

If you are looking for specific techniques (tongue rolls, nibbling etc), Adam and Eve happens to be offering an oral kit with two instructional DVDs so you can get the low down in the privacy of your own home. Plus you can watch it on your own or involve your girlfriend. No luck re-quired!

Cheers,

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Guilty Pleasures: Erotic Fiction (continued)

Safety In Numbers

I hadn't been to a "safe sex party" in nearly three years when my new boyfriend, Joey, who had never been to one at all, expressed an interest. These parties, held about once a month in a big loft in our city, had originally started as a vanilla way to teach people the ins and outs of condoms. But years later, they'd transformed into a venue for people to engage in voyeurism, exhibitionism, and mutual masturbation. Oh, they're still "safe." Actual intercourse is forbidden, as is any unprotected sex. But that boundary leaves plenty more that's fair game.

Most women who come to the parties attend with their partners, and pretty much stick with them. I, like a lot of women I know, can feel pretty overwhelmed by the pressure of being outnumbered four to one. In fact, I'd stopped going to the parties because I couldn't handle the pressure of turning down an offer every five minutes. But there are some brave women who come by themselves because they like the attention. They love surrendering to the fingers, mouths and gazes of half a dozen men.

When Joey said he wanted to go to one of the parties, I thought about how much fun it'd be to get turned on watching in a situation where I'd feel "protected" by my escort. Hordes of horny men, beware! "All right, but you have to be my bouncer," I told him. I was also happy to agree to Joey's terms—that neither one of us would do anything without the other's permission.

We were disappointed when we reached the loft space. Only about 20 people showed up -- a pretty sparse crowd since I'd last attended -- and only two of us were female! Since I'd only come to see and be seen, this pretty much left the other woman, whose name, I learned, was Amanda, in the spotlight. But she didn't seem to mind one bit -- in fact, it was obvious that she was a regular, and that she came to these parties precisely because she enjoyed being "overwhelmed" by men.

Though I didn't look too bad myself with my cleavage bursting from my black corset, I have to admit I felt a twinge of jealousy, especially when I saw the lust shining in Joey's eyes whenever Amanda passed his line of vision, her ass cheeks on display in flimsy g-string panties. But Joey is nothing if not loyal, and I knew I had no serious worries. Besides, guys were ogling me left and right. One or two tried to touch me, but I sidestepped them and put Joey between us, clinging to his muscular arms.

Amanda kept flitting in and out of the loft's various side rooms -- we had no idea what she was doing. The party in the main room was getting kind of boring. I was about to suggest to Joey that we leave when we heard Amanda's moans drifting out from another room. The crowd slowly ambled in the direction of the sound. Joey and I followed.

We found Amanda in a darkened room lit only by a red light bulb. She was sitting on a throne-like chair that rested atop a pedestal, her legs spread out and a wand vibrator positioned between them. Her head was thrown back; every so often she lifted it to glance at herself in the mirrored wall opposite.

About seven men stood in a half-circle around her. All were either stripping themselves or were already gripping their erections. The reddened room felt close and warm, the sound of the buzzing vibrator and panting breaths filling the space. You could almost smell the lust pouring into the room.

And who could blame them? I'm fairly straight, but watching this horny goddess riding that wand vibe like a bronco had my pulse racing. She'd pulled her breasts over the top of her bustier and pinched her nipples with the hand not directing the wand's intense buzz. In that moment, all I wanted was to see her get fucked.

As if we were connected, Amanda's eyes searched out the naked men in the room. "Come on, boys," she taunted over the noise of the vibe. "Aren't any of you man enough to help me out?"

The room held its breath as three of the men stepped up on the pedestal, two taking a position on each side of her, while Rob, a guy we'd spoken with earlier, knelt in front of her. She lifted the vibe and scooted her hips forward, baring her dripping pussy. He slipped a latex glove over his hand and filled her with two big, probing fingers. Amanda sighed with pleasure and tilted her pelvis forward to meet his thrusts as the wand's head rocked her clit. The other two men on the pedestal went to work on her tits. One bent his head down and gently brushed teeth across her pink nipple before sucking it into his mouth, causing Amanda to cry out in pleasure and intensify the undulations of her hips. The other guy lazily teased a nipple with his thumb and forefinger while he stroked his seven-incher.

Meanwhile, the other four guys stroked their boners. Without thinking too hard, I nudged Joey forward into the line. He glanced back at me, as if to ask permission. I nodded and bit my lip.

All five remaining men drew in closer around the main attraction and got into a rhythm, naturally keeping time with the steady pulsing thrusts of Rob's fingers into Amanda's pussy. I was transfixed, but was much too shy to do anything other than watch. I felt frozen in the darkness, even though the sight of so many hard cocks and the sound of Amanda's groans was making my pussy drip.

Rob increased the speed of his thrusting fingers. With his free hand, he grabbed the throbbing head of the wand massager and pressed it hard against Amanda's clit. Her body quaked and quivered in the throne before she suddenly pulled the wand away, switched it off, and gazed at the room. "Hard cock!" Amanda shouted. "I need it. Fuck me," she commanded, her eyes raking over every face in the room.

When her eyes met mine, my pulse jumped.

"Come on," she said. "No one's going to know." Was that true? The ‘rules' said no, but I had no idea who the party's organizers were or if they were in the room themselves. All of us looked around. After a tense moment, Rob stood and reached for a condom. He slipped it on and flicked the tip of his dick across Amanda's clit. She flung her head back and opened her legs wider.

I pressed in closer behind Joey, hoping for a better view.

Slowly Rob slid his dick in. Amanda's threw her legs around his hips. As he pulled back and thrust home, she mirrored his movements, taking him as deep as she could. One of the other men held his cock next to Amanda's face; she stuck out her tongue and licked the entire shaft, then took it into her mouth and sucked.

Now they began the sex dance in earnest. Rob slid in and out, grunting softly, while Amanda sucked on dick and the third man pinched her nipples. The crowd around them stroked their cocks up and down, moving their hips back and forth. I peeked over Joey's shoulder and saw his cock throbbing the way it does before he's about to shoot.

Quickly I got in front of him, sank to my knees, and squeezed my tits together. All eyes turned towards me as Joey jerked his cock a few final times and then shot hot come all over my cleavage.

When I looked back at the throne, Amanda held one dick in each hand, stroking them as Rob fucked her. Her cries pitched higher and higher, until she screamed out her orgasm, crying out "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" as her legs shook around Rob's thrusting hips. Her words deteriorated into a long low animal howl as she ground her pussy against Rob, and the sound set off a chain reaction of grunts and groans as the two men at her sides came onto her chest, and one by one the other guys in the circle exploded, shooting their hot jism onto the floor.

In the quiet that followed, I realized that I was the only one who hadn't come. As everyone pulled themselves together and slowly filed out of the room, I gripped Joey's hand and signaled him to stay. When we had the room all to ourselves, I sat down on the throne.

"Don't you think it's only fair that I get to come too?" I said.

Without a word, Joey knelt down in front of me, pulled my panties aside, and put his expert tongue to work on my kitty. With the images of the orgy I'd just witnessed fresh in my mind, it only took me a few minutes to feel the pleasure build and crest into a delicious orgasm. I watched in the mirror as I gripped Joey's head and came against his tongue.

When we left the party, Amanda had recuperated and was flirting with the men who hadn't made it into her room the first time. I had no doubt she'd soon conquer the rest of the party. -- M.S

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