Secrets of the trade
I took off the dress, and she stopped me before I could get fully dressed again. "Why don't you go get into your nightclothes and meet me on the couch? I need to grab a few things before we get started."
A little leery of her intentions, I scooted off to my room, opting for a quick shower and some boxers and a tank. It was pretty late. I was kind of glad I didn't have to work until 3, but I had a feeling she was going to make this a long night.
When I came out, she had some things on the coffee table covered in a towel, and she had two bottles of wine and glasses waiting. "Alright bitch, let's get some real talk happening."
I sat down, grabbing a cup from the table. She poured me a glass, waving me to drink. "You know I'm more of a bourbon girl myself."
"Gross, get wine drunk with me. It'll be fuuuunnnn!" she whined annoyingly.
I took a few drinks, wincing at the taste. She pulled out a bottle of vodka, taking a swift drink. "Here, have a swig. It'll start the process."
I took a couple of swigs, handing the bottle back to her. "Now that's gross. Ugh, I didn't think anything could be worse than red wine."
"Okay, okay, I'll let you pick your drink the next time." She teased.
"I think we could have made some margs or something from stuff in the kitchen." I audibly gagged, coughing.
She smirked at me. "So, let's get into it." You could tell she had something up her sleeve by the sly smile on her face. "So I know you're not exactly experienced with like sex stuff." She stopped, taking another drink. "I just want to give you an idea of how things are going to go. This isn't like it would be with a boyfriend. You are going to be expected to be an expert."
I swallowed another gulp, hoping something would kick in soon. I was embarrassed, having to listen to a lecture on sex techniques. I should be able to fake it well enough… "I think I can handle things. I've seen porn."
Her face twisted, looking offended, "No, no, no!" she waved her hand as she tried not to choke on the wine, "This is not porn. Nothing about porn is realistic…" She paused for a moment, then continued, "Well, there is a part of it that's true, like positions and stuff, but the women in that are just terrible."
"Madison, I don't think it's going to make that big of a difference. He gets to put his wang somewhere warm and gets off. Doesn't require too much on my part." I grabbed the bottle now, opting to drink from it instead.
"See," she took another drink, "that's where you are wrong. These men are used to beautiful women all over their cocks. They need attention to get off. And some of them really want to pleasure you, too."
"That is not going to be a thing for me, sorry." I was so sure of myself, the thought of getting off for money didn't sit well with me. What she doesn't know, I will probably be melting down the entire time. Let's hope it's dark.
"It doesn't have to be. You just have to pretend it does." She shrugged her shoulders. "I've had plenty of nice orgasms while working, but I've also had plenty of faked ones, too. You just have to learn to sell it."
I rolled my eyes, drinking quietly. She moved to her knees on the floor, reaching up and pulling the towel off the table. "We are going to do a few basics. Make sure you're ready. And," she smiled, turning to face me, "I have my little friend here that will make sure you enjoy it!" She clicked on a wand thing, the soft patting noise and the telltale vibration filling the room.
"Madison!" I screamed, starting to feel a little tipsy. She shimmied her shoulders a little, smiling devilishly at me. "So, are you asking me to fuck you?"
"Well," she smirked again, "no, just mutual masturbation maybe? Like we did when we were younger?"
I chuckled. "Play your cards right, and we will see." I shot a kiss at her and she blushed.
"So," she turned around, "let's talk about penises." She grabbed a few things, turning back to me, seeming to enter teacher mode, "There are all kinds of penises. Generally, most are circumcised, but you will run into an uncut man here and there." She proudly showed off 2 dildos, both decently large, one with no foreskin and one with, "So, for the purpose of our lesson, I am going to show you a few different things.
"Alright master, show me the ways of the force." I jested, waving my hands in the air sarcastically.
She scoffed, "Ugh, such a nerd," reaching behind her again, "First, you need to know how to put on a condom. A lot of the men prefer to stay clean and not risk anything, so that is something to be happy about. But, we do have screening processes for all clients and workers, so double protected."
She started to pull out a condom, seriously acting like this is sex ed. "Please Madison, I went through sex ed. I know how to put on a condom."
"Okay!" She moved and grabbed a few of them. "So what's the difference between these?"
I looked down, recognizing the obvious pieces, color, size and apparently flavors. "Different sizes and colors?"
"Somewhat. You have to be able to pick the right one." She dropped them, picking up a red packaged one, "If you're giving a blowjob, opt for the flavored. It helps. Always check for latex allergies, and if they're well endowed, try a bigger size. Less chance for tearing. Never buy cheap, stick to the big boys." She grabbed the dildo, sitting it in front of her along with the flavored condom, "So, you want to always roll it on, leave a little room at the tip, that allows the head to move and ejaculate to be caught."
"Madison! Not high school!" I said again, my words slurred slightly.
"Okay, either way" She put the condom on the dildo, showing it to me. She then proceeded to take the dildo and shove it down her throat. She easily put it down and out again, "See, not as bad tasting when you have the flavored. I was a little shocked. She didn't even flinch and took that like it was nothing. "Now let's talk about sucking cock." She placed the dildo down on the couch in front of me, "Men love getting head. It's guaranteed whoever we get is going to want both of us to suck his cock."
I took another swig. "Can I get some more of that vodka?" She crawled over to the side of the couch, retrieving the bottle.
"Here, you may want to hold off on drinking much more yet." She moved back in front of the dildo. "You want to do a few things. 1. Tease," she moved her hand up and down on the shaft, leaning in close and barely licking the tip. "2. You want to start slow," she place it in her mouth just a little, slowly moving it in and out. "3. Take it deeper." She again placed her mouth over the dildo, now moving down further and further, until it had disappeared. Watching her was definitely starting to affect me, getting a little turned on, adding to my embarrassment.
She pulled up, wiping a little spittle from her mouth, "4. Pick up the pace." She slammed her head down on it, going up and down quicker until she was choking. She pulled back again, spitting on the dildo to clear her mouth, "5. Don't forget the balls and asshole." She leaned in, pretending to rub the balls while she ravaged the dildo in and out of her throat. She pulled a finger up to her mouth, sucking it quickly before sliding it down the side of the couch, pretending it was apparently an asshole. She pushed it in slowly at first, just a little deeper each time, until it disappeared.. "Remember to stimulate the prostate." As you see her shake her hand, raising it up to show the movements of her fingers.
In my mind, she did that to me, but I had to push it away, hopefully save myself some embarrassment. "Thanks Madison, such a good sensei."
She pulled the dildo out, wiping it down with a towel, "Okay, let's have you try it."
"Nope, I draw the line of choking on dildos with you." I waved my hands.
"Aw, you won't choke for long. You get used to it." She took another swig, waving the dildo in the air. "FUCKING SUCK IT BITCH!"
We both burst out laughing, as she stood up, pushing the cock towards my face, "No Madison, I will not suck your cock!"
"Take it!!" she screams, putting it over her crotch. She waved it at me, "Just the head!" she's crying, she's laughing so hard.
I pushed her back, her landing on the other side, "Fuck you! I am definitely the man in this relationship. If anyone is sucking cock, it's you."
She sat straight up. "Oh really?" she jumped on top of me cocking her eyebrow, placing the dildo on my crotch, "Let me service you sir!" She began licking the shaft, running her tongue around the head, "You like that?" I felt a shudder inside. My face must have lit up bright red, as my body was betraying my mind. She continued to suck the dildo, making eye contact the whole time.
"Nope, don't feel anything." I said, as nonchalant as I could muster.
She pulled it off, tossing it to the side. "Damn Kavi, you're no fun!" She laid back, the laughter slowing down. We laid silently for a few minutes.
She rolled back to the floor, grabbing a toy, "I'm going to bed and taking Phillippe with me! Come see me if you wanna have a little fun." She waved the toy at me as she sauntered off.