If I recall, I was more of a licker than a sucker. I certainly didn't blow on it if that's what you're wondering. There is the other possibility to consider - that some of us are just born with it!
My first experience was seamless. We fondled, he got hard and I went down on it. Just like that. No need for him to subtly nudge me southwards. I just went down. And by his own words, it was the best he ever had. But you have to take that with a pinch of salt because we couldn't have been more than 17 then.
Perhaps there was some connection with balloons because that was something I would always love to play with when I was young. I didn't mind blowing them (hated tying them though). At a school part once, I volunteered to blow all 40 balloons and did so without winking an eye (or in this case, losing my breadth). After that I became known as the 'official class blower'. We didn't know any better then as kids but there is some irony there, you must admit.
Maybe it was my youthful exposure to porn, or should I say blue movies as it was commonly referred to then. I still remember one of the first movies I watched was a silly flick entitled Heaven Blows. Of course Heaven was the main actress in the movie and no prizes for guessing what she was good at.
So after much pondering, I'm still no closer to finding the root of where it all began. The nature-nurture debate continues.
Missus Singapore out!
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