Even though I've been doing workshops since 2002, I still sometimes forget that the topics I cover remain quite taboo. In my head, I might be thinking "c'mon, man, write me a testimonial, write me a testimonial!", but in their head, they might be thinking "are you nuts, lady, the workshop I went to was on fellatio!"
I recently put the word out that I was looking for new testimonials, and boy oh boy, did someone come through. I mean, this testimonial is freaking great!
If you want to know what the hell happens in my fellatio workshops, then today is your lucky day.
If you would like to write your own testimonial, please email it to me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Heck, you can even be anonymous.
Most of you know that I haven't worked much this year due to a perfect shit storm of personal challenges. Hands down, this has been the single crappiest year of my life.
Simply put, when you are dealing with death, medical illness, and grueling medical treatments on a daily basis, thoughts of sexual pleasure all but disappear. At least that is exactly what happened to me.
Catherine's Fellatio class was suggested by my Dominant as a wonderfully educational, and fun activity to undertake then report back to him about at our next lunch. He found her on-line, and though based out of San Francisco, it was just my luck that she was hosting a class near West Los Angeles, at The Pleasure Chest.I'd visited the store many times for shopping, but never been quite interested or bold enough to take one of the open-to-the-public classes, so I brought several girlfriends to make me a little more comfortable. Once I said that their partners, husbands, or boyfriends would highly appreciate the class, more than a few agreed to go and showed up that evening after work.The group filled all the chairs provided by the store, and it was standing room only by the start of the class. After a lot of initial giggling by the audience, we were wowed with the level of knowledge and fearlessness of Catherine in answering our questions. No subject or topic was too taboo, or odd, and she was happy to start and stick with that famous theme of hers throughout the class, "don't yuck my yum."In the event that you have not yet had the pleasure to attend one of her soirées, "don't yuck my yum" is really as simple as it sounds. Everyone having differing tastes, and that certainly extending to something as personal as sex, what you find to be delicious or romantic may not be so for the next person. It is one thing to not like the outfit on the stranger walking by, but hearing a part of your sexuality is displeasing to another person can be jarring. Knowing this, Catherine was sure to put everyone at ease and promote a safe comfortable space to open everyone up when she set the tone in her unique way with that little, yet epic, phrase.Between the insightful tips and instructional demonstrations, Catherine's class was also peppered with amazing scientific facts to drive home the learning, connecting the physical practice to the science of why it works so well. She discussed variations of a partner that could be expected with every activity, and covered any possible risks associated with altering technique or position. She addressed potential anxieties in us and those of our partners, and there too, offered up ideas to keep the mood flowing and smooth out any wrinkles which occasionally occur from exciting exploration and experimentation.I don't want to give away any of the specifics, but it was a great night out discovering all those crazy cool facts and learning so much about how to please and show care for my lover. By the end of the night lots of the girls from the audience were volunteering to be demonstrators and sometimes even looked like they forgot they were in front of other people taking a class in public! Once you attend you'll be hooked on the great atmosphere, level of Catherine's expertise and comrades you find with other people have the same secret questions as you. You'll never gather your friends for a tupper ware party again!Oh, as for my Dominant? My description of Catherine's class was so compelling that he whisked me away from lunch immediately for an afternoon-long demonstration. I've since been told that I got an A plus!~~K. C.