Okay, so I wanted to get better at going down on my girl. Always felt like I was kinda fumbling around down there, you know? Decided to actually work on it instead of just winging it. Here’s how it went down.
Getting Started: Research Mode
First, I just asked straight up what she liked. Real simple stuff like:
- “Wetter or drier?”
- “Faster or slower?”
- “More pressure or light touches?”
Felt awkward at first, but damn—saved me months of guesswork. She said she preferred slow building, hated rushing. Noted.
Test Run #1: Too Much Enthusiasm
Next time, I went full eager beaver. Tongue going like a jackhammer, hands gripping her hips like handlebars. Total mess.
What flopped:
- Zero rhythm
- Forgot to breathe through my nose
- Kept losing track of the clit
She patted my head like, “Hey… maybe chill?” Facepalm moment.
Adjusting Tactics: The Pause Button
Tried mixing it up after that disaster:
- Slower licks instead of frantic circles
- More lip action – gentle sucks around inner thighs first
- Added fingers slow inside strokes while tongue focused up top
Biggest game-changer? Stopping to kiss her stomach/hips when I needed air. Didn’t break the mood, and she melted every time.
Breakthrough Moment: Listening to Twitches
This one took practice. Started paying attention to her hips:
– If they lifted? More pressure right there.
– If she jerked? Went softer immediately.
– Arching back? Didn’t change a damn thing – kept steady rhythm.
Turned her little body twitches into my cheat codes. Felt like unlocking a secret level.
Final Tweak: The Cleanup
Always used to wipe my mouth super obvious afterward. Felt clinical. Switched to just:
– Keeping a soft towel nearby
– Kissing up her stomach first before casually wiping.
Way less awkward. She didn’t tense up waiting for the “okay we’re done” signal.
Where I’m At Now
Took like four tries to stop overthinking it. Still mess up sometimes (who doesn’t?), but:
– Sessions last longer without cramping
– Less spit dribbling everywhere
– She actually grabs my hair now instead of politely hinting she’s done.
Biggest lesson? It ain’t a race. Slower = better reactions every damn time.
