"I'm just not good at blowjobs," said Liz as she sipped her coffee.
"Well maybe you simply need more practice," replied Katie.
"Who on earth could I practice with?" Liz asked. "I broke up with my boyfriend months ago."
"I bet Alan wouldn't mind being your Guinea pig," smirked Katie. "I'll set it up for you if you want."
In reality, Liz's boyfriend had dumped her because he thought she was bad at sex. He couldn't make her come, and she just didn't know how to please him in bed.
Liz had been so embarrassed and disheartened when he'd dumped her, but she hadn't told her best friend Katie at the time. She hadn't wanted to share any of her troubles with Katie because Katie was so close to her husband Alan, and Alan was so perfect. They had the best relationship. Great communication, great sex and two great kids. Liz envied what they had together.
"Alright," Liz replied. "What have I got to lose?"
Katie and Alan had a lovely big house in the suburbs, as they were mortgage free. They managed to live in the best area, where the best schools were and the real estate around it was the most expensive.
Katie was so beautiful and looked so young for her age. She was a tall dark and strikingly pretty woman. Tall, slim and toned with long jet black hair and a pretty face. She looked like a model and was always very well dressed and elegant to go with that. She had many friends and they all appreciated her great personality and were drawn to her fun loving personality.
Liz on the other hand, was also tall and slender, but she didn't have the model good looks that her friend did. Her hair was auburn and she was fair and freckly. She looked like she had been in a beach party in the sixties. Her bust, thighs and buttocks were big, but she liked that about herself because it meant that she had a curvy shape. She was very popular at work with both the guys and the girls because of her fun demeanor and sunny personality. She had talent and people could see that, but she didn't have Katie's stunning looks.
But what fascinated Liz the most, was how there wasn't a hint of domestic violence or any real problems in her marriage. She'd asked Katie if there was ever any marital strife. If they ever had a fight.
"There was one fight," said Katie. "It was about a month before I found out I was pregnant with our first baby."
Liz couldn't believe she had never heard about it.
"We had a huge argument, because I found out that Alan had been withholding sex," said Katie. "I'd just had my period, and I was all geared up to give him a blowjob, because I'd been so horny recently, but he turned me down, because he said he wasn't in the mood and that he didn't feel like doing it. I started to cry because I was so frustrated."
She'd then told Liz more grisly details.
"A month or so later, about a month before I got pregnant, I called him up and made a date with him at home. I was all horny after I'd learned that Alan loved blowjobs. I'd been reading up on other techniques on the internet, because I felt I was a bit short on them. So after I'd learned that he loved them, I was fascinated to find out what else he might be interested in. So I was looking forward to giving him a really good experience," said Katie.
"When he came home, I greeted him at the door wearing this silly French Maid's outfit and doing a silly French Maid's routine. You know the one. Long apron in an old fashioned style that tied behind the back. Long black stockings, high heels shoes and I was brushing my hair out over my shoulder. The skirt was sleek and short, showing off my legs. And it had a low cut top, so I was showing off my cleavage," continued Katie.
Liz was laughing just imagining it.
"He got really turned on," continued Katie. "I was tempted to suck his cock right in front of the door. I started talking dirty to him in French. I was really excited and thought this was going to be my lucky night."
"He said he wanted to fuck me," said Katie. "He was wearing boxer shorts and I thought he was just going to pull them off and get into bed. He was being pretty forceful and rough with me. As he pulled down my panties and was running his hands up and down my legs, he was saying how smooth and soft I felt, like he'd been stroking a cat. I sort of liked that idea. I love cats."
"He then pulled my maid skirt off and pushed me down onto my knees. He pulled my head in to his crotch where his boxer shorts had fallen to the ground."
"I thought he was just going to put his cock into my mouth," said Katie. "And that's what I was waiting for. What surprised me was that he had taken his boxers off and he was standing there with an erection, but he wanted me to suck his balls. I think he wanted me to feel subservient. It was a little degrading, but I'd wanted that. I wanted him to like me for it, so I swallowed up what he had to give me."
"He taught me how to give him a great blowjob that night. It was like we were having sex in a different way. It was like he had a new sexual muscle and I was the only person who could strengthen and stimulate it. I'd never realized that blowjobs like that actually existed. There were so many different ways to use my tongue, mouth, lips and breath to make him feel so wonderful. I'd never known that a blowjob could feel this good."
"So you liked it?" frowned Liz. "You liked giving him a blowjob?"
"Well, what I find funny is that I liked giving him blowjobs because they felt so good to me," Katie replied. "I was pretty new to sex, so at the time I didn't think it was about sharing good feelings with someone. My mouth was full of him, so I couldn't breathe. My nose was sort of pressed into his pubic hair and whenever he thrust into me I started to choke. It was strange to feel awkward and embarrassed, but when I felt what he was doing, I just wanted to please him. I was turned on by it, because I liked the idea of getting him off like that.
"You wanna know the real secret of giving a great blowjob?" Katie asked.
"Do tell," Liz said.
"You have to get into it. I mean really get into it. Deep throat his cock, slobber on it, jerk him off, give him lots of eye contact, and let him come wherever he wants to, even if you hate the taste. You really need to learn to enjoy giving head. Because if you enjoy it, you will really give him that special experience." Katie explained.
"So why don't you come over on Friday night and I'll let you suck off Alan and really show you how to please a man?" Katie said.
"I already told you that I'm in," Liz replied.
...
The week passed by uneventfully and by the time she knew it, it was Friday night already. On the way over to Katie and Alan's house, Liz began to feel butterflies in her stomach. She wasn't nervous, exactly, but she wasn't sure what to expect. As she pulled into the driveway, she couldn't help but feeling like she was going over to someone's house for a party. Shutting her car off, she grabbed her bag and walked up to the door.
She rang the doorbell and she could hear it buzz through the house. A minute later she heard footsteps approaching the door. She waited a few moments, when she heard the click of the lock and the door opened.
"Liz," Katie greeted her warmly. "I'm so glad that you are here."
"Me too," Liz replied. She was surprised to see that Katie didn't have any makeup on, and her hair was tied back up in a ponytail. As Katie led her into the living room, she saw Alan for the first time.
