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But enough of digression. Perhaps this work may not have a moral but then perhaps it is educational? Perhaps it helps some young man-or woman-to achieve a sexual balance in his or her life, something very necessary and primary in the art of living?
Now let us return to me and the buxom maid in the six and nine position there on that bed. She was beneath me, you will remember, and my hips went up and down, driving and pulling my prick in her mouth, and she employed all the technique my uncle-and I, too-had taught her about sucking.
If the reader doubts there must be technique employed in sucking then I ask him to do only one thing-procure a long banana and drive it in and out of his mouth, imitating a prick sliding in and out between his teeth.
Have him put lip pressure on the banana. He will discover, to his surprise, that his jaws are terribly strong, for the jaw muscles are the most powerful in the human body, I have read. And, at the same time, he will discover that his lips are not a bit powerful.
In fact, lips are weak. As the experimenter skins the banana back and forth, he will find that, although he tries to apply much power from his lips, his lips in reality have very, very little crushing ability.
Thus a good sucker must develop lip muscles in order to massage a penis, must he not?
These muscles can be developed only through scientific application. My uncle prepared-or had manufactured-a long black cock made of rather hard rubber, looking precisely like a huge penis, and on this the maid practiced day after day, sucking and pulling with her lips, being careful not to bite into the rubber-for one of the prime requisites of good sucking is to never, never, touch the penis with your teeth.
Unbeknown to the King and his Christians, we have in London at this writing houses of sucking where one may be relieved by either a male or female mouth. Were one of these professional mouths to merely nibble a penis the owner of that mouth would therewith be immediately propelled into the ranks of the unemployed, of which London seemingly has thousands.
According to my uncle, the little maid learned to suck immediately, and my Uncle said in his jovial way that she was born with 'sucking talent.'
My uncle should know. He personally taught three of the king's cabinet and four of the queen's ladies-in- waiting the art of professional sucking.
Where had he learned this?
My uncle-in his heyday-reportedly was one of the best suckers extant, not only in England but also including the continent and, of course, France, where sucking is indeed a profession.
My uncle once disclosed, while in his cups, that he sucked five times the king that preceded this idol- worshiping fat-assed sonofabitch that now has his lardy buttocks on the throne. My uncle reported this king as being very short of penis and with a semen that tasted very, very bitter.
But let us return to the neophyte with the banana riding back and forth in his mouth. This learner will soon realize that the mouth is not very deep and that even a short banana, when inserted into the full depth of the mouth, will cause him to gag when it touches the far back reaches of his throat, just above his tonsils.
What then does the tyro do to avoid gagging, for if he chokes he instinctively closes his mouth, and as his mouth closes naturally his teeth bite his client's penis-and this, as stated, is strictly against sucking ethics.
The answer is simplicity itself: He must master breathing techniques. When the penis' knob is deep in his throat, he must stop breathing or he will, as stated, have a tendency to gag, if not to vomit.
And if the sucker vomits, naturally he bites what is in his mouth-and this, of course, violates all sucking ethics, one might say to coin a phrase.
Therefore the breath must be held when the penis is in to its utmost length. Besides holding his breath, the sucker must, at the same moment, manipulate the penis with his lips, just as the little maid now was doing to my rigid prick.
We have now attended to the matter of proper breathing and proper lip manipulation. Now let us turn our attention to the tongue of the receiver.
The tongue is very important in sucking, but not as important as the lips, one must admit. Naturally, when the penis enters, the tongue lies below the organ, the penis sliding back and forth over the tongue. What use, then, has the tongue?
For one thing, the tongue massages the penis, just as the sexy maid's warm and broad tongue massaged my sword. The maid is an expert with her tongue, and I shall, for the benefit of those who wish to learn to suck properly and successfully, outline briefly her tongue procedure.
As my penis slides into her throat, she doubles her tongue under it, thereby making a small bump which, in turn, pushes my penis up hard against her palate, therefore putting much pressure on my plunging prick.
My cock now is deep in her throat. Accordingly, she holds her breath until, once again, my prick is on her tongue, close to the tongue's tip. Although she wisely does not breathe during deepest penetration, her tongue nonetheless does not shirk its trained and capable duties.
Her tongue pushes hard upward. I feel my cock constricted beautifully between her tongue and palate. Has any of my male readers ever masturbated?
What a foolish question! Even my uncle, cocksman as he is, sometimes masturbates in high glee, even if a woman-and her cunt-is handy.
My uncle points out that an anus is the tightest orifice on a human, with the mouth being second, a cunt being third.
“It is indeed ironic,” he many times has stated in his dry manner, “that the hole the Creator created for man to use the most is also the largest and loosest on the human female body.
“That is,” he added slyly, “if there is indeed a Creator. Frankly, I don't know but our good King says there is, so there must be!”
He broke into guffaws. “And I don't give a continental shit if there is or there isn't,” he roared.
My uncle maintains that the human hand wrapped around a human penis is the best for bringing that male to a fast climax. His arguments in favor of masturbation are simple and elementary, like my uncle himself.
“The hand can contract much tighter than a mouth, asshole or cunt, to state it in the vulgar. The hand can be manipulated and can bend the cock whichever direction it wishes, something only the mouth can do and which the asshole or cunt can't begin to perform.
“The depth of stroke of the hand can be adjusted to fit the condition and size of the penis being stroked, also. And the hand can be just as warm-if not warmer-than a cunt.
“To me, assholes have never felt warm. I guess that is because of the excrement-much of which is liquid- which hangs close to the anal ring and which the penis meets immediately upon entrance.
“Cunts, to me, seem warmer than anuses, although many times they are much sloppier, especially after the owner of the cunt has had two or three-or more-orgasms.
“The tightness of the anal ring keeps the excrement inside the colon. I would judge the anus has some very strong muscles although I daresay those muscles are not as strong as jaw muscles.
“Allow me to state a simple fact, please?”
My uncle said that during masturbation the masturbator's imagination was given free rein. “Actually, I have lain on bitches, fucking them either in asshole, cunt or mouth, and imagined I was astraddle some other cunt. Indeed, one time I was doing it to a girl named Mabel and imagining I rode Esther, and so strong was my imagination that when my moment of ejaculation came I grunted, 'Esther, what a good fuck you are, Esther my love!' ”
My uncle related that Mabel became very incensed. “And I hardly knew the chippie, nephew. I had just met her once before, when she and her husband came to a party of mine.
“Once a man does it to a woman, the woman unconsciously-or consciously-thinks that henceforth she has some sort of hold on the man. That is why so many men go to whorehouses to blow off steam.
“Whores don't follow a customer down the street. Their job is to please men through various sexual maneuvers. When the proceedings are over the prostitute is paid and she apparently doesn't even know the man again.
“But to get back to various forms of intercourse, nephew….”
I was brought back to earth by the little maid gently nibbling my knob. She spoke around my bulb, her words naturally muffled.
“Sire, your prick is growing soft. Sire, m'lord, you do not fuck my mouth with your usual abandonment. Are
