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Thanks, Omnipotent Poohbah, for helping me bar the door to young’uns.
In my never-ending quest to keep learning until the day I die, I’ve set myself a new project.
I need to learn to deep-throat.
Now I have indeed deep-throated men before this happy juncture in my life, but certainly not every man. My deep-throating capabilities have been limited to men of average-to-small proportions, as it were. I’ve not yet been able to allow a longer, or girthier, or longer-and-girthier cock to slide down my throat.
This, I feel, is a black mark upon my record, especially as I am currently all wound up with a man who requires extra-large condoms–and not for the sake of vanity.
I’ve read instructions given by a master. I’ve memorized her words. I’ve taken them to bed with me. And my deep-throating partner in crime is a wonderful teacher.
He lies on his back, his head propped up by a folded pillow so that he can watch. His hands clench at his sides as I kneel between his legs and practice.
“I want to grab your hair and force you down on it,” he growls. I just smile to myself and keep working, knowing full well that he’d never actually force me.
I lock eyes with him as I slowly move down on his cock, taking it in as far as I can, which is only about 2″ short of all the way. Ah, those last 2″. I want to force my own head down to his body, but I gag long before that point.
The gag actually turns him on, the pervy man. He smiles at me and strokes my hair as I catch my breath. “I love to watch you suck my cock,” he tells me.
I have to laugh. “My eyes are watering so hard I’m almost crying. My nose is running. I’m drooling all over the place. And I just gagged on you again!”
He’s dead serious when he replies. “And you couldn’t be any sexier if you tried.”
Can you see why I think this man is amazing? Can you see why I want to give him my throat?
Again and again I try to take him all in. My throat is opened wide. I’ve got the porn-star spit flowing in abundance. I try it from the left, the right, the center, the top, the bottom. From each angle, there comes a point where my throat won’t open up any more; his cockhead rests against a fleshy wall and will not slide any further.
Could he simply be too big? I ask myself this question through a deep-throating-inspired mixture of tears, snot and drool. I refuse to accept that he is.
After even more practice (and a suggestion by me that he use a permanent marker to note my downward progression on his penis), his hands clench uncontrollably in the sheets and I see a look on his face that tells me practice time is over for now.
I may not have taken his entire cock down my throat, but I have succeeded in horning him up so much that he half kills me with the fucking. And that’s good enough progress for the moment.
The day after the last practice session, I was left with an odd sensation in the back of my throat. It wasn’t pain, not at all. It was an awareness, perhaps, of where his cock gently pushed against my throat and got stuck. In fact it feels as though his cock is still there.
I went through the day with his phantom cock in my throat. And I liked it very much.
Do we have any deep-throating tips to share? Experiences, good or not so good? Helpful hints? Encouragements? Do tell.
Eve
gracie on June 20th, 2007 
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shibaridevotee on August 2nd, 2007 
