Just Cannot **...

I think it’s very likely, although you may not necessarily remember, that your mother stopped you from “touching yourself” because it’s “dirty”: If so, she has done you a grave disservice. Most of us had a hand between our legs as we drifted off to sleep from a very early age, & the lovely tingling feeling from our ** as we caressed it relaxed us ready for sleep. At the first appearance in our bodies of oestrogen, &/or our inquisitive investigation of our vulvas when we are first told that one day a boy might stick his ** into us, the tingling from our ** became more intense, prompting more urgent caresses leading inevitable to our first **. It looks like you were not privileged to experience that pivotal moment, & your body is stuck in the sexually immature stage. As a bisexual, I can tell you with certainty that if you sought out an experienced lesbian, she would very quickly bring you to series of ** that would blow your mind. But as I doubt that this is appealing to you, then you are stuck with trying to find an understanding & caring male lover who will put his own pleasure aside, have a ** good shave, & having aroused you with the essential foreplay, settle between you legs & use his tongue to give you the pleasure you crave. Before you reach that stage, I urge you to watch some lesbian **, & watch exactly what to expect as your ** approaches: he will, to some extent, want you to guide him as he licks you as to what feels best for you, because we all vary slightly in what our body needs to tip us over the edge.

Reach down and touch yourself when he is inside you. That should work. Most women need direct stimulation to the ** in order to have an **. "Hands free" ** are for Hollywood movies. Touch yourself, or show him how to touch you...

He isn't doing it right. You are highly unlikely to have an ** from **. He needs to get his head in the game. That means learning how to do oral properly. Tell him what's getting you going. He'll thank you later.