Page 29 of The Virgin Romance Novelist Chronicles
I sat back and studied Henry closer. “I don’t get you. One minute you’re encouraging me, helping me learn about sex, and the next you’re attempting to restrict what I’m allowed to do. I don’t think you have that right.”
“You’re right.” He shook his head. “It’s just getting real now. I like you all innocent.”
“You’re holding a banana in your hand and about to tell me about the art of a blow job, I would hardly call that real.”
“True.” He chuckled and then took a deep breath. “All right, hold this and pretend it’s a dick.”
“Are they really this big?” I asked looking at the banana and feeling intimidated.
“Yes, Rosie, when erect, the penis can be that big and sometimes even bigger.”
“Dear God, where do you guys stuff them?”
“We just tape them down to our legs.”
“Seriously?” I asked as my gaze swung up to his.
“No! Jesus, let’s just get this over with. There are three basic things a guy wants in a blow job. Number one—”
“Wait, let me get a notebook so I can write this down.”
“No, you’re not writing this down, Jesus. Just pay attention. Be in the moment, Rosie.”
“Fine.”
I looked at the dick . . . well, banana and studied it while Henry spoke.
“Number one, flick your tongue on the underside of his cock. It’s so fucking sensitive under there, and you will have him ready in seconds.”
“Got it, underside of cock.”
“Two, play with his balls, the head of his cock, and perineum.”
“Perineum?”
“Yes, it’s the spot right behind his nut sac. I’m telling you, a guy will scream like a girl if you do it right.”
“Okay, backdoor ball sac. Got it.”
He chuckled while shaking his head. “Finally, give him a hummer.”
“What’s a hummer?” I asked while looking at the banana.
“A hummer is when you have his cock in your mouth and you hum lightly. The vibrations will jolt all the way to his balls, and it will cause an amazing sensation to stir inside of him.”
“Interesting. Should I hum show tunes?” I teased.
“Not recommended. Whatever you do, apply pressure, use your hands and mouth at the same time, and just go for it, but for the love of God, do not use your teeth. Even if magazines say guys like a little graze of the teeth, they’re lying. Anytime a girl busts out her chompers, I instantly panic that she’s going to bite down on me. I just can’t handle the unknown like that, so keep them tucked like a granny.”
“Granny, check,” I said while tucking my teeth under my lips.
“Perfect.” He smiled softly and then looked at his watch. “Shit, I have to go. Practice on the banana, especially the no-teeth thing. Have fun.”
“Thanks, Henry.”
“Anything for you, love, but just promise me you’ll be careful.”
“Promise.”
