Learning from the Expert: Jennifer’s Blowjob Lessons

Amber woke up this morning feeling very excited. Today was the day she had been asked to be a guest speaker at a Medical Symposium. She couldn't believe it! A roomful of prominent physicians and surgeons would be listening to her every word as she told them all that she knew about her favorite subject. .. blowjobs.
At first, she was shocked when her husband’s doctor had approached her about it.
“Why would they want me?” she asked.
"Well...," the doctor said. "The symposium is all about male impotence. There will be doctors there who specialize on surgical treatment of impotence with inflatable balloon-¬like inserts ... others who treat impotence with all sorts of drugs. Several of us thought it might be just as helpful to find out how a woman might deal with impotence in her man. And then I remembered a conversation I had with your husband."

“Uh huh,” Amber said, waiting for the punch line.
“He told me that you had a lot of experience giving fellatio… on a LOT of men…”
“Uh huh,” Amber smiled.
"And that he was sure many of them had come to you because they'd feared they were impotent, only to find out that they weren't. So ... will you please come and tell us, and maybe show us what you do? It'll be in May ... that's four months for you to get ready."
Amber shook her head in disbelief.
“How many doctors will there be?” she asked
"Well... there will be several hundred at the conference. But most talks over the lunch hour only draw 30 or so."
“All right,” Amber said. “I’ll come.”

Time passed. Then about two months later, Dr. Smith from the local University called and told her that, of the 270 or so doctors who had signed up to come to the symposium, over 250 had signed up for the 'Fellatio as a Cure for Impotence' lecture.

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"So we'd like to ask you if, instead of just giving a single guest lecture, you'd agree to give a series of workshops, every morning and afternoon over the three days."

“Workshops?” Amber asked.

"Well ... you'd still give your lecture, but you'd give it first thing on Monday morning ... starting at 8 a.m. Talk for about 35-45 minutes, then take questions or do a demonstration or whatever. That will be in a big lecture auditorium that everyone can come to. Then, you'd have a series of 2 to 2½ hour workshops throughout each of the three days. From 9 until 11:30, then break for lunch. Then from 12:30 until 3, and 3:30 till 6. That would be 9 workshops over the three days with about 20 to 25 doctors in each. "

“What should I do for the workshops?” Amber asked.

“A demonstration or two would be nice,” he answered calmly.

Now the day had come. Amber had prepared a speech in which she would outline what she always looked for when deciding how hard it was going to be to get a man to cum in her mouth. Then she’d give a detailed description of what she would try to get each man to cum.
She'd wondered all along about the demonstrations, and worried what she could do. But then Dr. Smith's secretary had called back to tell her that they had purposefully arranged the workshops so that there would be at least three doctors in each workshop who had volunteered that they were impotent.
“Dr. Smith was hoping you would demonstrate your techniques on each of them,” the secretary said.
That first day, Amber dressed very professionally in a pretty brown turtleneck, a black skirt and black high heels. She even wore her glasses so that she'd look a bit more professor- like. She carried her notes in her purse as she calmly walked across the parking lot to the fancy hotel where the symposium was taking place.

She was both extremely nervous and extremely excited as she waited off stage to be introduced. Was that sweat or vaginal juices that were making her red satin panties moist? Finally she was at the podium, standing in front of a jam-packed auditorium. As she looked around, she saw not only doctors, but also several nurses and other therapists, perhaps some secretaries, and even several reporters with cameras.
“Can you hear me?” she asked nervously into the microphone.

But soon her nervousness disappeared as she began to tell everyone all about her favorite subject. She knew that no one there could possibly know more about blowjobs than her ... she had blown so many guys over so many years. As she spoke, she especially noticed many of the young women in the audience taking notes.

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"I'm convinced that 99% of all impotence could be cured by a real good blowjob," she said emphatically, in conclusion. "And I can prove it."
She looked around. She had been debating in her head how to best end her presentation. Now she had committed herself and there was no turning back.
"Is there anyone here who feels he is completely impotent? I mean, someone who hasn’t had a rise in several years?" she asked. Slowly, hesitantly, several hands were raised.
Amber's eyes scanned the crowd until she saw the man she wanted, off to the left in the first row, a very old doctor who looked like he was at least 80. She called him forward, and he slowly made it up onto the stage, needing a bit of help to manage the last couple of steps. But finally, he was standing in the middle of the stage, facing her.
She was still speaking to the crowd as she kneeled at his feet.

"At each of the workshops I will show you the many techniques I have developed over the years to make men hard," she said.
Then she looked up and smiled at the doctor whose zipper was in her hand. "But right now, I'm just going to have some fun."
And with that, she reached up and deftly unzipped the old doctor’s pants. With a shaky hand, he helped to pull his penis out of his underwear. It was small and very shriveled. But Amber knew from experience that sometimes the smallest cocks grow huge when aroused. She confidently leaned forward and took this man's cock into her mouth.

Slowly, lovingly she sucked on his flesh, teasing it with her tongue and applying gentle suction with her cheeks... all the while gazing up at this senior’s appreciative face with her big brown eyes. At first, she used her hand to hold his cock in place. But, after about a minute, his cock started to become hard. She rested her hands back against her own bum, slowly fondling it through her skirt and panties. She wanted to bring him to climax using her mouth alone.
By this point, several reporters were right up front, right near the stage, squatted down so not to block the audience’s view, but with their cameras flashing from only a few feet away. There were at least two videocams too. Amber paused a few times, holding the old doctor's cock deep in her mouth while posing for the cameras.

It turns out this old man had a cock that was quite thick and at least 7 inches long.
She calmly deep throated it (she'd deep throated a twelve-inch black cock that was almost as thick as the far end of a baseball bat once, so seven inches was easy) and held it there, her nose pushed deep into this octogenarian’s belly, his hair tickling her nose. With his cock buried in her throat, she rocked her head slowly side to side. Then she pushed her head even harder into his belly to feel his cock head even further down her throat. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of this rigid bone deep inside her throat, all the while tickling the underside of his shaft with her talented tongue.

Finally, she slid back. By this time, his cock was rock hard. Everyone, especially the doctor himself, was amazed. Amber smiled at the cameras, and then slid her mouth back onto this rigid shaft again to slowly finish her work.
Soon she felt his entire body quiver and the first jet of semen hitting her throat.
“Uhhh! Uhhhhh!” the old man said.

Amber pulled back so that his cum would land on her tongue. She held him quietly there for a few seconds while several years of pent up semen was released from his balls into her welcoming mouth.
Finally, the eruptions ceased. She continued slowly sliding her mouth up and down the doctor’s shaft as it got softer and softer. Her mouth was still filled with his cum. When he was fully soft, she let him slide out. Then she opened up her mouth for everyone to see how totally full of cum it was. Two cameramen jumped up on stage to get some close-ups of her cum-filled mouth. Then she closed her mouth, smiled and swallowed.
At this point, the entire room exploded in applause. The old doctor smiled from ear to ear.

“Thank you,” he said, breathlessly.
“Thank YOU,” Amber replied, sincerely. “And, ANY time you need to release, you call ME.”
Well... needless to say, the rest of the symposium speakers got very little attention. Amber almost fainted when she walked into her first workshop and the room was packed... too full even for Amber to kneel down in. Fortunately, a larger room was found quickly where everyone could make a semicircle around her. After a brief introduction, she dropped to her knees and called forward the first volunteer to be blown.

It turns out that all nine of Amber's workshops were filled to the brim. She spent virtually the entire time on her knees demonstrating her techniques. In each workshop, she blew between 10 and 12 appreciative men. And in every workshop but the first, there were young to middle-aged women who asked to practice their techniques while she observed them ... including several nurses, a couple of therapists and at least 7 secretaries. One of them was Dr. Smith's pretty blonde secretary, whose name was Jennifer. Amber recognized her because she had met Amber in the wings before Amber went on stage.