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Vincent was wrong. It wasn't after many years of marriage (I'm hardly a month old as Mrs Mark Prince duh) that he experience his first mouth over.

It was on Day Four, after the popped cherry.

Why?

Because I was sore. Day Three made me sore, and the rope weaving wasn't nearly done when Mark came on Day Four. I wanted to have fun too, and I knew Mark craved some things.

But like I said, I was too sore for vigorous activities, and it just wouldn't do for Mark to be left alone like that. Oh the things that love and lust can make you do.

I decided to do the things that you can't read about in erotica. I did other things and it was good.

Just one other thing.

I said 'Ahhh…'

This is not going to be very obscene, mind you. Minishorts has told me, of course, to try to keep up with her style of 'entertaining' the masses as much as possible, and I try to keep graphical illustrations out of my writings AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE. But those of you who cannot swallow wordy descriptions of how a blowjob feels like for a girl (who has never dunnit before), you can leave right now.

It was like this. Day 4. Mark came. Mark sat down. I sat down. He smiled at me. I showed him the rope.

'You think it's long enough?'
'Not nearly. For me it's all right, I'm pretty used to the climbing and jumping off your long braids, but I'm scared that if you used this unfinished rope you'll end up with a broken back and then we won't be able to fuck each other for a long long time.'
'Oh. How long more.'
'Say, another two meters? Will you be able to finish it tonight?'
'Tonight? Now?'
'Now… I want to do something else.'

I wasn't wearing a silky sexy nightie on Day 4. I had only ONE silky sexy nightie and I had used it the previous day. So today I was fully clothed in princess drab… Besides, it hurt and I couldn't do anything.

'I can't do that something else today.'
'What happened?'
'It hurts.'
'Oh. From yesterday?'
'Yeah. I really want to… but…'
'It's okay, I understand… well, we can do other things…'

Gee… wasn't right. Wasn't right. I saw the disappointment in his eyes and knew, just then, just then, HOW MUCH HE WANTED ME.

And yet, I had to deny him like that.

It just wasn't right.

I decided to go down on him.

How fast can you go down on a person?

Well, I think of it this way. You either, go down with your lips in a perfectly rounded 'O' and just clamp shut around the shaft.

Or you make a loud 'Ahhhh' sound, and same thing, clamp your lips shut around the shaft.

I love eating bananas, so its easy when you already have lots of pre-practice sessions. And by the way, by no means that my love for the fruit has anything to do with wanting to prepare myself on the techniques of giving blowjobs. It was ALL by pure coincidence.

But first of course, it's always better to make sure the shaft isn't a dangling bit of raisin first. You've to turn it to its solid-like-a-half-riped-banana state first. Then it becomes more reasonable.

I thought this was getting too graphic.

Aiyah. I need to go back and think about HOW to make this less graphic and more educational. Time please. Time please. Next time. Part #16. Promise.

Previously on Rapunzel Speaks:
RS 1 RS 2 RS 3 RS 4 RS 5 RS 6 RS 7 RS 8

Rapunzel shares her lovemaking tips:
RS 9: How to do it right #1
RS 10: How to do it right #2
RS 11: How to do it right #3

And then later,
RS 12: So much for the popped cherry
RS 13: When he cometh, I quoted Shakespeare
RS 14: And then it was over, and time to say goodbye