If you’re lucky, you’ve got a good friend or reliable ex-lover you can go to for sex troubles. Karen was both of those for me.

I went over to her place, she poured wine, and I told her what was wrong. I was seeing a guy named Vincent, and I was serious about him. The problem was, I was an oral sex neophyte when it came to men.

As a bi woman I’d mostly had long-term relationships with other women. The guys I’d fucked had mostly been one night stands. Somehow I’d never acquired a cocksucking talent, and men who were going to be gone the next morning never pressed me about it.

“Vincent and I have slept together twice now,” I said. “He’s great in bed. He went down on me both times. I was afraid to reciprocate. I mean, I just don’t have that skill... Read More