Back then, in college years, I was still just experimenting with girls when I met Heather. Ok, Heather is not her real name, but her name does start with letter H, so I think it’s fair enough. I studied medicine, she was an English literature student and we were both young and beautiful.

Heather was not the first girl I fell in love with, but for sure that was the most sexual relationship I ever had with a girl. She was wild and smart, with the unique clothing style. Usually, she would look like an old English professor, wearing all gray, dark blue and dark green. Old English male professor, that is. But, when she would look at me with her blue eyes with the crystal sparks in her look, I felt like floating in the bluest ocean, swaying on the soft waves of pure essence of love. We had been dating for a while, kissing occasionally and sharing moments of tight hugs, but we had never had sex until that cold November evening.

I lived with my roommate in a small apartment on the third floor of an old building near the highway. My roommate went to see her family in Illinois, and I asked Heather to come to my place and sleep over. She came that evening with a bottle of wine and a chocolate. She was so beautiful with that middle length bond hair that she looked like an angel sitting on my bed. I felt the urge to touch her so I set next to her and pulled my fingers through her hair. She smiled and we kissed.

When she took my shirt off I could felt my panties being soaked and I started to take off my pants as far as you can possibly imagine.

“Are you in a hurry or something?” she asked with teasing smile on her face.

“No… I mean – yeah… Ummm…No, I’m…”

She laughed.

“Well, my knickers are wet, so I just wanted to prevent catching cold,” I tried to sound as a doctor.

She laughed so much that my bed was trembling, and shaking me in the rhythm of her laughter.

“Knickers,” she repeated the term I used for the thong I was wearing and we both smiled.

I felt like not knowing what to do in that moment.

She broke the silence: “Have you ever made love with a girl?”

“Yep, I had sex before, you can not be my first one.”

“Ok, you had sex, but I asked you have you ever made love with a girl?”

I went numb.

She whispered in my ear: “My sweet, sweet Jennifer…”

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The morning November Sun woke me up with the gentle, mild touch of rays on my face. I touched the bed near me and it was empty. Scent of sex was in the room and flash backs started vividly. That was the moment I decided to write down all the greatest sex moments, and later those notes helped me to write “Lear2lick”, my book on cunnilingus. Here are the notes exactly as I wrote them down that morning in my student’s room after I had a blast with Heather the night before:

Exposition

Kissing

Hugging

Taking clothes off slowly

Whispering, even just breathing in my ear gives me goosebumps (my erogenous zone?)

Rising action

Fingers first, but don’t touch the clit at the beginning

Lick, but don’t lick the clit first (rather lick everything BUT the clit)

Climax

Fingerfuck + clitlick

When the girls comes close to orgasm, just keep on doing what you were doing, don’t change the rhythm or pressure (force of action)

Falling action

Kissing

Hugging

Caressing

Dénouement (Conclusion)

Lesbian sex may look like an ancient Greek drama, but this is the way to catharsis.

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Now, keep in mind that Heather back then studied literature, so these notes were inspired with her inspiration that November. That explains the ancient Greek drama theme. These notes are somewhat changed, made better and explained in detail and upgraded with facts, tips, tricks and real life experience. Besides this one, more chapters are added in my book “Learn2lick”.

When the two lovebirds found each other, do you know how to make love to a girl, and not just have sex with her?

Are you up for it?

It is up to you!