She taught him sexual lessons that he would never forget.

I am an exceptionally horny male in my early 50s, currently enjoying a long-term relationship with a lovely, athletic woman about five years younger than me. Sex is our favorite activity, and although I was awkward and somewhat shy in my younger days, I have gradually become more adept at the art of pleasing a woman and responding to her needs.

I love and honor women of all types. My current girlfriend, Bobbie, is smart, honest and deeply intuitive. She is also a petite, hazel-eyed angel, with heavy 38D breasts, full hips, a tight heart-shaped ass and a fondness for sexual experimentation and exploring our fantasies. In the last few years we have grown steadily closer, and our sex life has really taken off — thanks in part to your magazine, which we regularly share and enjoy.

The roots of my sexual development go back quite a spell. About 20 years ago I was fortunate enough to date and eventually live with a broadly skilled, delightfully intelligent African-American woman of about my own age. Her name was Sylvia, and she taught me a great deal about life, and in particular how to have really enjoyable and fulfilling sex.

Sylvia was a sturdy five feet eight, with sparkling eyes, glowing brown skin and a ready smile. Along with her well educated and brilliant mind and easygoing personality, she was blessed with wonderfully sexy curves, shapely legs, a gorgeous ass and the biggest, most sensitive nipples I have ever encountered. Her areolae were the size of silver dollars, sitting atop shapely 38C breasts. She was the only woman I ever knew who could orgasm just from having her tits massaged and her nipples sucked. She climaxed readily, and liked to come a minimum of six times per session.

Even decades later, the raw sexuality of her delightful pussy is etched vividly in my memory. Underneath a full, triangular bush, her vagina itself was neatly trimmed to reveal her large, thick labia. When she got excited her lips would puff up, and her enormous clit would begin to protrude from its hood, dark at the base but shading to light pink at the tip. Under a gentle finger or tongue massage, her vaginal tunnel would begin to open, showing its hot pink interior, the effect of which was startling against her dark skin. As she became more turned on, her box would juice up, releasing a delicate, musky fragrance. The taste and smell of her excitement used to drive me wild, and lead to extended bouts of pussy eating. I could never get enough, especially on those occasions when I could make her squirt into my mouth. She had the most delicate, subtle taste of any girl I have ever known, before or since.

Sylvia absolutely loved to fuck and suck, and was extremely skilled at these activities. She felt that a vibrant, passionate sex life was essential to good physical and mental health. Sylvia believed in the importance of cleanliness (in body, if not in mind), and we would always start by brushing our teeth, then taking a shower together or sharing a hot bath. This would relax us and get us in the mood for fun.

“She would reward my efforts by becoming more vocal, moaning and crying out in her pleasure, and orgasming wildly. On a good day her juice would squirt into my mouth and run down my face”

One of the first things Sylvia taught me was that the man’s job is to bring the woman to orgasm at least two or three times for every climax he reaches. “Ladies first” is a rule I have followed ever since. Bring your woman to a solid orgasm or two right off the bat, and she will be much more likely to indulge your deepest desires. Using positive stimuli, Sylvia convinced me that, once penetration has been achieved, the man needs to be able to hold out for at least 15 or 20 minutes, while varying the speed of his thrusts, in order to give the woman time to peak. Eventually she got me to the point where I was able to feed her slippery pussy with my cock for a good half hour before losing control and coming inside her. Being young, healthy and a regular exerciser, I could do this several times in a row before resting. In the entire time we were together, I don’t believe I ever came less than three times in a given sex session, and very often more.

I had always enjoyed eating pussy, but Sylvia brought my education in oral sex to new heights. She loved to be licked and nibbled while one or more of my fingers squished in and out of her moist box. As she grew increasingly wet, I would work my tongue up and down each plump pussy lip, occasionally brushing her clit. Then I would thrust my stiffened tongue in and out of her drooling opening. She would reward my efforts by becoming more vocal, moaning and crying out in her pleasure, and eventually orgasming wildly. On a good day her juice would squirt into my mouth and then run down my smiling face. Sometimes I was able to bring her off like this several times in succession. It was always worth the effort.

Of course Sylvia also loved to pleasure me in the same way. Even now, she remains the only woman who was ever able to take my large cock deep in her throat. Most of my sex partners have barely been able to work the head into their mouths. After 10 years together, my current girlfriend can take in no more than the glans and an inch or two of shaft — though she keeps working at it. Fortunately, Sylvia had no such limitations. Her favorite way of giving head was to have me sit with my back against the headboard as she lay on her stomach between my spread legs. She would start slowly and delicately, making lots of eye contact and smiling at me as she worked her tongue around the head of my penis. Little by little, more and more of my thick throbbing rod would disappear between her lips. After some minutes she would finally have almost my entire eight inches inside her eager mouth and would be sucking it slowly and deliberately, using lots of saliva. Pretty soon both of us would be moaning as my spit-covered dick slid in and out of her full lips. She would bring me close to the brink, and then deliberately back off, her head bobbing more slowly while her sucking became gentle, almost teasing. She would do this repeatedly, bringing me to great heights of pleasure and then leaving me throbbing.

Usually she would tease me until the precome was oozing out of me, and then switch over to licking my bloated nuts. After taking each ball into her mouth and swirling her tongue around and around, she would then lick my sac until the urge to come was almost unbearable. Sensing this, she would back off and keep me on the brink for a few more minutes. Finally she would take pity on my trembling body and finish me off in her own special way, enveloping just my cockhead with her mouth and swirling her tongue around it in the sexiest manner possible. At that point my release would be incredibly explosive and prolonged. At that age I was able to fill her mouth more than once with my jism, and she would swallow it effortlessly. Often she would pull me out of her mouth before I finished shooting, then take my cock in her hand and move it over her lips, so that the fading pulses of my orgasm would paint her mouth like lipstick.

If she was feeling particularly affectionate, Sylvia would sometimes go from licking my balls to giving me a saliva-soaked rim job. It happened only occasionally, but the experience was so startling and pleasurable that each time stands out in my memory.

I vividly recall the first time this happened. Sylvia had been away on a business trip for nearly a week, and with great effort I had managed to abstain from masturbation while awaiting her return. Having met her at the airport, I quickly whisked her home. After a long shower, with lots of kissing and intimate caresses, we retired to the bedroom.

It was obvious that Sylvia was feeling as randy as I was. She had me lie on my back, then straddled my head and knelt so that her pussy was directly above my mouth. Her fragrant musk and visibly swollen lips were immense turn-ons. She teased us both for a few minutes by keeping her pussy just out of reach, so that I had to crane my neck and strain my tongue in order to lick her moist slit. But then she gradually lowered her box onto my face, moving her crotch in slow circles. Soon she was panting loudly, then moaning, until she cried out that she was going to come. Her movement got wilder as my tongue went deeper, and soon she was sliding up and down over my entire face, pressing her honeypot harder against me as she groaned. My nose slipped in and out of her dripping twat, and for a moment I was not sure if I was going to die from suffocation or drowning. But what a way to go!

I brought my tongue up to full speed as she ground her crotch against my face. Then, with a loud scream, she came, her body spasming and convulsing uncontrollably as she ejaculated into my mouth, her fluids tasting sweet and ever so slightly tangy.

After kissing my soaking face, Sylvia immediately moved down between my legs and took my erect organ in her mouth. Her lips encircled the head and she began to suck slowly, her mouth sliding a little further down with each stroke. As the pleasure mounted, my cock was increasingly coated with her saliva, and small droplets were soon running down the shaft, tickling my balls. Gradually my swollen dickhead turned shiny red and then purple as her tongue caressed the ridge on the underside of my glans.

Following about 10 minutes of oral stimulation, I was writhing on the bed and rapidly reaching the point of no return. Then suddenly Sylvia released my rod from her mouth and looked up at me, smiling as she slowly licked her lips. Then she lowered her head again and began to slide her tongue around my scrotum. First, she licked the entire sac gently, coating it with her saliva. Then she proceeded to suck one ball at a time into her mouth. My toes began to curl and I squirmed around, trying desperately not to lose it too soon. I was rapidly losing that battle when Sylvia pulled away and looked at me again, gazing directly into my eyes for a long moment. Then she dove back into my crotch, pushing my legs up forcefully to expose my ass, and without warning plunged her rigid tongue directly into my anus, spearing it with a series of moist, rapid thrusts.

Immediately afterward she began rimming me, moving her wet tongue in circles around my tingling anal ring. All too quickly my throbbing cock gave a lurch as an enormous bolt of white sperm squirted out, arched about two feet into space and then splattered my face, neck and chest with hot fluid.

Sylvia and I both watched as my spewing cock shot out the rest of its load, the jets diminishing in power until the last driblets landed around my belly button. Sylvia instantly began licking it all up with the enthusiasm of the sex goddess she was, kissing me deeply several times in the process.

Amazingly, tasting myself on her tongue got me hard again almost immediately, and I fucked her long and hard for over an hour. She fucked me back even harder, screaming out in climax again and again.

We did it many times that night. By the end of our third go-round, thick, white sperm was oozing out of her dilated pussy in a steady stream. Her inner thighs were shiny and wet with it, and white blobs dotted the curly hairs of her thick black bush, while her little moans of contentment filled the air. They were the sweetest sounds I had ever heard, and remain so to this day.

So, guys, be good to your girl. Encourage her to share her desires, and really listen to what gets her hot. Then take the time to do it right, and you will be rewarded. The lessons I learned from Sylvia have benefited both me and all the women I have been with through the years. I will always be grateful to her, and I will never forget her grace and passion.