"Martha, I have a problem."
That is how it started for me. I had been married for just over one year. During that time my wonderful husband, Matt, kept asking for me to suck his dick. Having never done for anyone before I was nervous. I wanted to but I did not want him to be disappointed.
I went online to research how to give a blowjob. I found many videos. I mean numerous examples. All were rather, gross. I watched girls as spit dripped from their chins and cum splashed across their faces. How was this at all pleasurable?
I read a few articles describing how to take a hard prick into your mouth. Apparently it is not as simply as licking an ice cream cone or sucking a lollipop. I had hoped just a few licks and I would get to the creamy center. This is when I read about the taste of the white stuff. I was not encouraged.
It seemed sperm is an 'acquired taste'. It also seemed ejaculate does not have a great consistency. Though some women claimed to simply love it. I was not entirely sure those web sites were written by an actual female. I kept trying to find a way to give my love what he begged for so earnestly. I really wanted to make him happy.
Finally I worked up enough courage to broach the subject with my friend Martha. Lunch included a bottle of wine, which certainly helped me on my way to knowledge.
"What's wrong?"
"Well, Matt wants something from me and I'm not sure how to... do it."
I looked into her eyes. Martha's compassion made me feel safe and secure I had chosen the right person to share my problem. She sat across the table waiting for me to continue. I tried to find the words to express my concerns I noticed her wavy blonde hair, how it draped about her shoulders. Her blue eyes looking back at me worry apparent in her gaze.
I looked down, avoiding eye contact, and noticed how her nipples showed through the silk blouse. I was not cold...
While pondering this I heard Martha's soft voice ask, "What does he want you to do sweetie?"
"Well.
I was stymied. How could explain that my husband wanted to suck his cock and swallow his cum?
"Sherry, what does he want you to do?"
"I don't know. He just keeps asking me for something. I have never done it and, well..."
Martha waited, letting me collect myself before saying more, "He wants, he wants"
I finally looked up and saw her smiling face.
"Sherry, just tell me. Remember, I'm married and know how men are after all. Just tell me."
Again she waited for me.
"For cryin' out loud tell me already! Does he want a threesome or something?"
"What? NO! He wants me to take him in my mouth."
There! I finally said it.