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It’s a blowjob

For some this is the end all be all of sex.
No complex positions.
It gets no better than a good night of this.
Sometimes requires a flexible wrist.
It serves as a brilliant alarm clock.
A time when a sloppy job is the cherry on top.
The more daring you dare to be with it the better.
Can be a good indication of his stamina.
Many a man have FULLY crossed the bridge into ‘I’M COMING’ before anything has really gotten started.
Rough works with the smooth.
Watch him hold your head for a better groove.
Eye contact is fine and dandy.
Moist grips are handy.
A quick fix when he’s felling randy.

Yep, that’s right, I’m talking about the blowjob.
Oral sex for men.
The session starter or the event finisher.
A soft ride on an ocean wave or a trip to the dirtiest parts of ANY hood in the world.

Known by many MANY variations all over the world, blowjobs are also known as fellatio, getting a hummer, oral sex, razzmatazz, dome, slurping and burping, brain, cocky shakedown, slob on my knob, Becky (Miss Becky if ya nasty), smoking the pole, washing Big Ben, neck, global warming, Nicki skins, knowledge, Monica Lewinsky, shines (or shiner), special kiss, dinner, Vicki Minaj, skull fucking, dessert, karoake for one, blowie, milking, sucky sucky, sloppy top, jerk, talking to the trouser snake, spit on the mic, space travel, just the tip, head wash, cock sucking, mic check, child-minding, blessed assurance, tongue Braille, giving the stump speech, heavenly, koko lick, or special attention (R.I.P. Bernie Mac), lip service, good mouth, bust down, the flag salute, tongue twisting, skulliosis, library time… whatever you call it, the practice is the same.

It’s the act of a penis in the mouth.

I’m not quite sure where the name blowjob came from but there are apparently two trains of thought for it’s origin.
In Victorian times it was apparently called the ‘below-job’ relating to being below a man’s waist when doing your thang. The other train of thought is that the term ‘blow’ is when a man comes and he blows, a la a volcano.
The job part is obviously because it can feel like a long shift at work when that dick just won’t come. But we’ll get to technique later.

Whatever it’s called, wherever the name came from, whoever came up with it, who had the first one, it does NOT matter.
Porn style, home style or dry style, it’s all the same suck.

Guess we should start off with the negatives…

There are still women out there who refuse to lend their knowledge to a man’s member. Not because they don’t know him that well and don’t wanna do it yet or they don’t feel comfortable sucking THIS particular dick, but because they just DON’T do it.
You know ’em, I know ’em, men have met her when she’s kissed a stomach then, instead of going lower, she comes back up like she got lost.
When she is asked about head, or if the subject even comes up, she either cringes, frowns or offers her opinion on the subject, which is usually, ‘nah, I’m not into them kinda things.’
You gotta get your Chris Rock voice on like, “you look at women like that like a damn Betamax like, ‘they still make you’?”
But you really DO look at them like, ‘DO they still make you?’
I mean damn gurl, that’s soOoOoOoOoOo 1995 (unless you weren’t born then.)

The worst thing is trying to convince someone to suck ya dick. It’s not as enjoyable as when a woman goes there before you even have to ask.
Like Chris Rock, my FAVOURITE women are those who like nothing better than to suck a dick. Those women who make it their life’s work to make it seem like they are the start and end of all blowjobs.
A woman who knows how to work her wrist and her tongue at the same time that she squeezes the smallest amount of saliva onto the head of a dick.
That lady who will hold onto a man’s member and look up ay him, asking with her eyes, ‘what do you want me to do?’
Who gives you the look just before disappearing below your waistline.
She’s not scared to moisten up her palm and lick the sides just before taking the length of it into her throat in a feat of magic and OH MY GOD WHERE DID IT GO?!

Oh yeah, men really do like those women… don’t always meet ’em but when they do, they try everything to keep them around. Unless they come with drama, issues and problems that make them more trouble than their worth to have around.
Usually the way.

God bless ya… ALL…

You know who you are…
You know where they live and you know just how good your skills are don’t ya miss lady?!
Ain’t no shame in your game?
You OWN that dick when you have it don’t ya?
You know your man’s dick better than he knows it himself… you know when you take it deep and stick ya tongue out how much he likes that on a Sunday morning.

The woman that loves have a dick in her mouth is in no way, shape or form a hoe, a tramp, a bitch, a skank, a smut or anything of the like. Okay, sometimes she can be… but just because she likes to have a penis between her jaws, doesn’t make her so. She could just like what she does.
And be very good at it.
Some men have spent time lost in the thoughts of HOW she got to be so good at doing what she does, but who fucking cares? Just enjoy the swallowship she earned and get that higher learning (okay, 51 terms for head).

To suck a dick well, for him, is to make your mouth feel as good if not better than the pussy will be. If you think about good head, you will notice that the head feels really good when the mouth at your disposal feels, grinds and grooves like a vagina.
Hands, saliva, technique, etc. will all be looked at and covered in-depth so… let’s get it in…

Okay, there are many ways to suck a good penis. Some ways take simple technique, some require multi-tasking of the highest degree. But here are a few tips on what to do and what to use to give that good sloppy toppy…

HANDle ya biznass…

Blowjobs aren’t just about the mouth involved. Oh no no no… there are plenty of other factors and activities to take into account and one of them is ya hands. Sure a guy likes it when a woman can suck a dick with no hands (controlling it with her mouth) but you also have to know the right grip to put on it. No one likes the G.I Joe kung fu grip because the head inflates, it looks more like a mushroom cloud after a nuclear explosion.
A woman’s hand, compared to a man’s is soft and gentle like the hair treatment. So that is the same kinda grip you have to bring to the job when your employed.
Soft hands, slipping OVER the skin as opposed to gripping the dick up, is preferred… but don’t be scared to give it a it of a strong tug every now and then. But not too much…
Another hand aspect is all about your wrist work. A flexible wrist is your best friend and keeps ya man happy when your taking a deep breath after taking it in the back of ya throat for too long.
Up and down twist is a preferred favourite, which means you work ya hand up and down and twist ya hand so ya grip moves around the dick at the same time.
During sloppy time, this grip is the bomb diggy.
If you really wanna get up with the down stroke, use both hands, like Superhead taught ya. (If ya of an older school then what Kitten and Janet Jac’me taught ya.)

Mouth

Giving a blowjob is a LOT more difficult than just opening ya mouth into an ‘O’ and moving ya lips on it.

C’MON SON!

There is much more to do.
This section is probably the most important when it comes to blowjobs because, without the mouth, it’s just… a man masturbating.
A woman’s mouth, as sexy as it is when words are coming out of it, is the source for all pleasure when giving a blowjob so it is necessary that you keep it moving and changing with it. What I mean is don’t get trapped pursing your lips into a tight little sphincter… mix it up…
Do that for a bit but then open ya mouth wide and let your lips surround his entire dick. Like take it deep… if you can’t take it deep, take it as far as you can… but show him that your lips are open enough to TRY…
Don’t let lockjaw beat ya either…
Sometimes the dreaded lock up kicks in and you feel like you need to stop for a while otherwise you might get stuck like that and that is NOT the one to have to explain in a hospital emergency room.
Keep the mouth moist. No one likes a dry mouth. At all.
It’s like sex with no sound or fuck faces.
What’s the point?

Tongue and saliva

Since mouth was the last, might as well keep it in the same area and talk about the tongue and saliva. Sort of like the shoes and matching handbag for a sexy outfit.
Ya tongue during a blowjob is like second gear in a car… it’s a better gear, you can go faster and you can even start the car in that gear.
Don’t be a victim and let it sit in the base of your mouth doing nothing while your lips do all the work. That’s a punks way out.
You have no idea how much extra pleasure you’re NOT delivering by keeping it silent or still. Get it out there. Flick it around, stretch it out, poke it in and out really quickly, curl it AROUND the dick… work it baby WORK IT!!!
The sensation of your mouth working how it’s working is one thing but throw in the tongue, with its top taste bud side and smooth slippery side, and you are giving him another realm of pleasure all together.
A real good head-er can make a man come with just her tongue running along the underside of his dick, because she knows.
What does she know?!
She knows that the right treatment on the underside of the dick is the good groove to the song called Make Him Buss.
If you’ve ever done this, then you know but sometimes, it’s a nice lil trick to take him in on some deepthroat. Then, if your blessed with the skills to pull this off, stick ya tongue out and see if you can lick his balls at the same time.
OoOoOo… if you can get the balls into your mouth at the same time, call it the dick dog. (The dick dog is when you wrap a testicle around the dick and offer it on the table like a hot dog.)

With the tongue, you gotta throw some saliva in there. You just gotta.
You gotta gotta gotta…

Dammit woman, you GOTTA!
As I said before, no one likes a dry mouth or dry anything when it comes to sex for that matter. The wetter the better.
Saliva, spit, slob, whatever you call it, is a MAJOR addition and MAJOR pleasure when it comes to getting some head.
Men, not all, love a bit of sloppy treatment when it comes to conditions of the brain.
WOW… the sloppier the better!
Sometimes, a man can see when a woman doesn’t mind getting the dick wet but doesn’t go the WHOLE hog and spit on the dick!

DO THAT!!!
He wants you to do it… you may feel a little out of character considering people spend time trying to keep saliva IN their mouths but, as I said, the wetter the better.
Here’s a good one… spit a nice, frothy, glob on the top of his dick and then take it nice and deep… the spit, with her lips, should end up around the base of his dick nice and slippery.
It’s a move I learned from Lethal Lipps.

Technique

How do you suck a dick?!
If you haven’t figured out how to do it so far then damn, you need to watch a little porn…
Specifically watch artists like Italia Blue, Lacey Duvall and Lethal Lipps… Oh boy, watch she…
If you don’t know how to suck a dick… she will SHOW you some thangs…

When I was thinking of writing this blog, someone gave me some advice on what to write and they said:

“Circle your tongue around the head, the tongue has different textures. Taste buds on top, rougher in comparison to under the tongue where its smoother and there’s a groove in the middle. If you like, crunch ice/ or small ice cubes, and slow such, warm n cold contrast. Lick from the base of the dick, and follow that vein. Hold the just the head between soft warm lips, and lick tip with tip of tongue, then suddenly take in all of the cocky, like when I chick is bouncing on the tip of the dick, then she slams down. Stare at it, admire it, using the whole tongue,just lick it, spit on it (not that you do that with a chupa chup), enjoy it, moan, either close eyes and take it all in, or stare directly at him, right into his soul. Massage the balls gently, lick them too, become friendly and moist and cream him with your cream. She gets to taste her on him. When he feels like he’s getting close, slow down, the motion. French kiss the head, don’t tuck/ fold in lips, expose them so he feels the fullness of her lips all over the head…And turn your own head while sucking it in an up and down motion.”

There is technique all over this quote…
I won’t say who sent it to me but, I imagine they know what they’re talking about.

This has been a mammoth journey through dick sucking, head giving, knowledge lending and mouth fucking… but by the time you read this, if you’ve never blessed a mic in ya life, you should feel more than confident to drop some slob on the top, swallow some pre-cum before it pops and feel his cock hit that deep spot.

Blowjobs are cool.
They can be a quick fix during half-time or a special moment when it happens for the first time. It can be something that is an understood agreement between two friends or a special moment when you are lucky enough to be blessed with the best blowjob you’ve ever imagined you could receive.
Foreskin or no foreskin, which is another blog post all together, a blowjob is really REALLY nice.
Sure some women feel degraded for being on their knees in front of a man but, if that’s the case, sit on the sofa and do it or lie on top of him in a 67 + 2 motion.

Either way, lick it, suck it, nibble the head of it, bite it softly, hum on it lovely… but whatever you do…

Just do it…

1)You may like it and
2)He’ll definitely thank you for it!

By Mr Oh

50 BLOG POSTS…WHOOOO HOOOOO!!!!

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Sex outside the bedroom

Awwwww, come on now…

Don’t be acting like I’m the only one who knows about sex outside the bedroom.
How damn right sexy it is?
How unbelievably delicious it can be?
The way it makes you wanna rush home and find the one you want and give them a seeing to that makes them cling on to within an inch of their life.
The imagery of orgasms that are conjured up in places that are not ya usual bedroom, kitchen, front room, stairs, bathroom, airing cupboard, the office, your boss’s office, the shop floor, your garden, parent’s bed or round the back of the church (if you like to get secular with it).

Sex outside the bedroom, though it sounds like I’m talking about… sex outside the bedroom isn’t in fact about sex outside the bedroom.

Allow me to elaborate…

Sex.
Outside the bedroom.

We have it every second of every minute of every day of every week of every month of every year… up until we get old and can’t FUNCTION in those kind of places anymore.
A lot of you allow yourselves to indulge in regular sex that takes place so regularly that you’d be mistaken for Charlie Harper the way your swinging it around.
But your not… swinging it around, so to speak.
Your not putting yourself at risk of any tagalong diseases, accidental pregnancy or any dramas connected to emotions and feelings. Well maybe feelings, but we’ll broach that bridge later.

Sex outside the bedroom is the culture of using your mind to FUCK every and anyone you see. And it all takes place within the safe confines of the mind. That way no one can get hurt or try and tell you about your small dick.
A walk down a busy Oxford Street on a hot day for a full, red-blooded man is a rampant affair of the mind.
But that’s not to say that women don’t engage in such a harmless practice.
In fact, such thinking can sometimes be a deja vu moment for the future, if that makes any sense. Because how you think about doing said person could be the way you end up doing them if you follow up and make the fantasy a reality.

When was the last time you looked at somone in a picture or on TV or saw Gabrielle Union or Idris Elba and what was your first thought?
Something along the lines of ‘caged animal loving’, where you are pounced in the corner waiting for the moment to strike and take ’em down with a mid-section tackle.

Sex in the mind is a healthy release, not just for those who are planning ahead but for those who aren’t getting any in the first place. The thoughts and the feeling it inspires can fuel masturbation sessions for days, weeks to come… pardon the pun.
Plus it’s safe too, no split condoms, no quick dips “just for a second”, just mental arrangement of how her thighs will spread and how wet she will be.
Any one out there knows that sex really starts in the mind before it goes to any physical plateau. Which is what makes it so damn tasty.
In ya mind, you don’t have to deal with things that delay or damage sex in the real world like periods, change of minds, family visiting round, cock-blocking friends who just WON’T go home, etc.
In ya mind, there is nothing but you and that person who is in there with you.
And because it’s in your mind, it can be whoever you want it to be.
This is a situation where Beyonce can be on her knees looking up at you while you sing, “To the LEFT, to the LEFFFT” or can come on Amber Rose’s bald head without having to worry about random tweets from Wiz Khalifa or Kanye West about the fact your tasting THEIR dick when you fuck her.

It’s your imagination… in there she asked you to and you gladly obliged.
If you wanna get a little bit interesting with it, you can see what the chick who played Precious is like in the sack without having to worry about having your picture snapped with her. (Am I the only one who wondered? Is that a tumbleweed I see? Lol)

Beautiful thing about the mind is that sex with someone can and WILL pop up anytime. You could be sitting in your weekly meeting, fiddling with a pen, listening to the boss drag on about the usual random crap about the company and how there are standards to uphold and you look across to the member of staff with the strong thighs and the skirt that shows a bit more leg than usual.
That could kick in a series of dirty thoughts that have the pair of you sitting in an empty meeting room. You don’t know where all the other staff have gone, really you don’t care. It’s just you and her.
This means you can go under the table and start the ride between her thighs, spread her on the table like Christmas dinner and do all the debauchery actions things you’ve always wanted to do in your mind.
You may NEVER get to do those things to said person so ya mind may go into some interesting places, doing things you may never do in real life.
That’s the beauty of the mind.

Oh, I almost forgot about what the mind does with lips.
The mind, for some people, takes a pair of thick, full lips and puts them right where they’re needed.
Side of the neck. (I know someone shivered just now.)
An earlobe.
On a nipple.
Between the thighs.
In ya ass…

It’s your mind so your allowed to think it even if you don’t do it.

It’s pure, free, unedited, makes you smile thinking that you can indulge in without having to go through the rigamarole of putting in work just to achieve the image that your mind has created.
You can fuck like a sailor if your a soft and gentle rider, you can make someone the filthiest person in your mind without having to find out if they are that way inclined.
You can fuck the person that is TOTALLY out of your reach while looking at them and they have no idea what is going on in your mind.
If only they knew.
But you know.
Oh, YOU know.
Don’t cha?!
What did they do to you in your mind?!

Was it good?!

Sometimes, it’s better to keep it in the mind.
You could take those thoughts and put them into the reality of your world and come out disappointed and pissed off thinking, ‘that’s not how I saw it in my mind’.
And that’s the worst.
Because it then ruins the fantasy you had of the person.

So, next time you have sex outside of the bedroom, and indulge in your mind, make sure you go ALL IN!
Rip some clothes, don’t play with it, throw in some major rough housing, TAKE the orgasm, swallow the juice…
It’s ya mind…
It’s safe and free…
Tasty…
Whether you throw down like so in reality is up to thee…

But you will always have that special time in your mind where it was just you and them. No one gets hurt… just straight pleasure.

It’s funny when you get to meet the person who filled your mind.
You think to yourself, “you have NO idea what I did to you in my head last night…”

They have NO idea…

But you do…
Don’t cha!?

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That orgasm that makes you kick him off the bed

It’s something you laugh about.
You recollect sexual escapades and think back to just how funny you looked.
It makes you violent at times.
You are SERIOUS when you feel it.
The length of time you suffer it differs from person to person.
But the results are all the same.
If it’s been hit, there is no way to fight it.
Men search for it in order to feel proud of their performance
Women also search for it but hate when it hits because there is no way to stop it.
You just have to wait until it decides to stop.

I wanna say we’ve all been there but there are some fellas out there who aren’t moving to the right song in order to get the best groove.
I’m talking about the kick out.
The slap away.
The strong leg extension that kicks men off the bed all over the world and leaves her shaking.
Also known as the ‘DON’T TOUCH ME’ dance.

Universal in the feeling, women all over the world have, once in their sexual careers, had a guy who had such a magic stroke that he could make you dance in silence. Slide inside at just the right time and with the depth inline, you reach for the sky and feel the need to move him aside.
Just for a moment.
Because whatever he was doing inside you set something off. Like a chain reaction inside your body that makes you shiver.
A tap on your orgasm and he’s just opened that bitch RIGHT up.
Makes you roll up into the foetal position and hug yaself. Tight.
You suck in air through your teeth because your mouth is confused and wants to scream but won’t open.
You just need to be left the fuck alone.
You may need a moment, you may need the rest of the night, you may drop into such a sudden sleep, you wake up the next morning like, ‘what the fuck’?

But that’s the risk you take when it comes to that kind of orgasm.
When you feel it start to vibrate in your stomach, you KNOW where it’ll lead. You know how it could end, but you don’t stop… or ask him to stop.
If you do, you don’t mean it… because you WANT it.
It may come with the adverse side effect which makes you fall asleep without realising it but you go for it anyway.

Such a feeling is easily reachable, though its different strokes for different folks. (Maybe it’s just easy in my head.)
Some women like it on their back, legs up, soft and deep.
Some like to be on top and riding like it’s the Grand National. (Though when the orgasm hits and you start to shake, its harder to get him out and suffer it out by yourself…)
Some like it from the side.
Some like that tongue deep, letterbox finger flicking head with a second hand on a nipple.
It’s an open playing field.

But it’s not something that you can achieve as soon as you get to the museum. You gotta see all the single exhibitions before you get to the big centre piece.
It IS possible but usually only when a woman is by herself, doing herself, that she can make herself shake and shiver like so.
Don’t believe me?
Then watch.
Watch the lady in your life masturbate.
Look at how she how she does what she does.
When her thighs clamp together over her hand, look at her stomach and her chest.
Both heaving.
Listen to her breathing.
Shaky.

Now take what you’ve learned, add ya dick and go for it.

A nice way to get such a thang is the classic steady stroke.
A favourite and a good way to get an orgasm in any position, the steady stroke is the moment when he has to be ready to ride through for a steady length of time.
Whether women know or not is another story but for some men, it’s a bit difficult to keep up a constant stroke, because it just feels too nice.
You can tell when a man could be two strokes away from that slippery slope when, after a few moments of steady stroking he either needs to slow down or stop completely.
He may need to build up to such a state of concentration to get to such a stroke but, keep it steady and make sure you highlight her other parts.
No one likes it when you visit a buffet and only have salad.
Build it up, speed it up, deep and necessary.
Pay attention, heated session, almost makes you teary.
Now THAT’S good loving.

As a man, last time I checked anyway, there is no shame in getting kicked off the bed, punched in the gut, kung fu kicked in the groin or slapped in the jaw as a result of a DAMN good orgasm.
Sure you may have to hold your stomach for a bit or stay bent over with THAT pain in your groin but you know that when you recover and make it back to the bed, she’ll be in pretty much the same position.
This is the time when you decide whether to let her breath or get her, and keep her, going. She may not be too impressed with the second option but that’s only until you manage to slip back inside her. But don’t move, don’t do anything just stay there…
Just let her know your there.
Get your Ronald Isley on like in R Kelly’s Down Low video and look at her like, “LOOK AT ME! I DID THIS TO YOU!”

I can’t guarantee that she won’t try to punch, bite, slap, kick or try to scratch the shit out of you for not giving her the time she needed but, fuck it…
She won’t hate you for long…

She MIGHT kick you again though…

But that’s a risk you should be willing to take…

So says Mr Oh

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Mr Oh’s Little Black Book

With my very first Oh Week of blogging coming to an end, I firstly have to say thank you. To YOU!
Yes you!
Reading at home, at work, in public, in private, on your phone, on a print out or reading over someone’s shoulder, I have to thank you for coming along on this journey of random subjects made up on the spot in order to keep my mental muscles flexing.
Also, I hope I’ve managed to keep you entertained from Monday to Sunday. All your comments and RTs are greatly appreciated.

And this is the first of MANY Oh Weeks – next one… STORY TIME…

So for my last blog post of the week, I decided to go back to my whole reason for Oh Week… to highlight and promote myself as a writer and to also make you aware that all this writing is in order to make ya recognise that the Little Black Book trilogy is alive and kicking.

And will soon be continued with Little Black Book 2!

I always get asked, usually from church folk who’ve displayed heathen-like behaviour or feel guilty for liking something I’ve written, ‘why do you always have to write and talk about sex?’
‘Can’t you write about anything else?’

My first question is why would you ask that of an EROTIC writer?
Would you ask an R&B singer ‘why do you always sing love songs’?

I write about sex… that’s what I do… I’m an erotic writer… but it’s not ALL I do…

According to “the plan”, the Little Black Book trilogy is designed to get your attention, play with ya mind and make you PHYSICALLY able to feel it. (There’s no shame in being turned on when I hear people are turned on by my words.)
I made it a trilogy so you have more than one opportunity to catch on to what I’m doing and my ability as a storyteller.
The beauty of Little Black Book is that it visits different scenes of black sex in London that anyone anywhere can relate to. Sex is the same regardless of geography and anyone at anytime can read something and think to themselves, ‘yeah, that happened to me just yesterday’.
It’s not ALWAYS meant to be 100% accurate or realistic but that’s my creative licence. Just to write a story and have it’s background based in a London that people recognise and can imagine is what I love to do.

If I don’t get you interested with the first Little Black Book, and I somehow miss you with Little Black Book 2 then I’ll definitely have you by Little Black Book 3.

And once I’ve got you, I intend to KEEP you…

Because after the trilogy and one other Little Black surprise (I can’t WAIT for you to see that), I’m going back to my novel writing.
I say back because, if you didn’t know, that’s where I started. I’ve been writing for over 13 years and I’ve written two other novels under a different name (Who Is My Brother’s Keeper and Mind Blowing Decisions) so I’m dying to get my next novel finished and out.
And what I have in store for Who’s The Bitch Now? will further remind folks that there IS a black UK presence in the book market.
Just waiting for the right opportunity to show MORE folk.
Because, with no big headedness about it, I KNOW I write things that, if it was observed on a wider scale, people would LOVE it.

I mean, whether you hate or love Little Black Book, you at LEAST read it. You can still ask someone, ‘have you read Little Black Book? I didn’t really like it.’
But if the person hasn’t heard of it, then that’s spreading the word.

Though this may not be great for sales, I like that fact that Little Black Book is out there and people are slowly finding out more each day, but not EVERYONE knows.
My reasons are two-fold:
1)It means I have more work to do… and the way my mind works, I’ll come up with some creatively saucy way to reach ’em…
2)Because not everyone knows, it’s still like a little secret. Like you ask a friend, who you KNOW would like it, ‘have you read Little Black Book? No? Oh, okay.’

I’m an independent writer so there is no marketing department, no editing, no executive pulling strangs, no sales, no promotion, it’s just me.
So things like word of mouth, for me, are VITAL to spread the word…

Even though people like Eric Jerome Dickey (of who I’m a huge fan and even gave him a copy of my first novel) inspired me to get into writing (Cheaters did it for me), it is these SAME American authors who inspire me to keep going with what I’m doing.
For the LONGEST time, they have been coming over here, writing their LA stories, turning on our UK women, holding their attention on buses, trains and bedrooms all over London, stealing all the pleasure.

Well FUCK THAT SHIT!

I know there are UK writers out there with the talent and the stories to start a whole new X-Press style revolution of black UK writing.
I mean, shit, it’s not like black people don’t read enough and have the capabilities to entertain their own folk.
And with Little Black Book 2, I’ve brought through a group of writers who have written some dripping stories and poems that show what is coming from the UK.

I may get happy and all girly excited when someone reads my blog or asks about what I do but that’s because for 13 years, I’ve written in my spare time, in the dark, at work, on phones, and managed to get where I am right now.
I’m truly humbled by the things I’ve been able to do as a result of being a writer but I feel like all that has led up to moments like this.
I’ve got something REAL special with Little Black Book 2.

“The plan” was always to do something different with each book in the trilogy and make it different from the one before. And what I’ve done is made it more than just stories about sex. If you’ve read the first Little Black Book then you know what I’m capable of but if you haven’t then I’m yet to touch you. And touching new people is ALWAYS fun, yes no?

In my heart and my soul, I’m a writer. I write to entertain. To make people smile. To take them out of their own world for 200+ pages and make them feel the words before them. To evoke emotion and create conversation. Possible masturbation.

The greatest honour for me as a writer is to hear that someone read something I wrote and FELT it. It drills home the power of words.
It makes me smile because I write so randomly, there’s no real pattern.
It just comes to me.

So…

That’s me, that’s Oh Week (thank you for taking part) and this is Little Black Book 2…

When was the last time you had your eyes, minds and thighs opened at the same time?

COMING APRIL 2011

So says Mr Oh (Making Repetitive Orgasms Hourly)

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Good clitoral behaviour


Here’s a question that didn’t make the ‘Questions for Grown freaks’ blog post but…

Women, how many men would you have thrown out of your bed, or how many beds would you have gotten out of if the other person didn’t know the correct prim and proper clitoris behaviour?
Would you have had as much sex as you’ve had if you got yo ass out the bed when said person treated your clit with the disrespect it didn’t deserve?

Clitoral behaviour is basic, old school training that everyone and their mama should know about. Ya mama probably knows about it too, though its not the type of thing you wanna think about.
Men may not realise but clitoral behaviour is very VERY important. It’s important to do it well but it’s also important to know it so you can do it right…

It wasn’t in any sex education class, nor did ya bredrins tell you about it when they spun their tales of sexual conquests.
The first time seeing pussy, I remember looking at a clitoris and thinking, ‘what the hell pleasure can you get from that little thing? Looks like the power button on a TV remote.’
Turns out there’s a lot of pleasure to be found behind the hood of a clitoris.
For some women, it’s more pleasurable than intercourse.
Many a man has met a woman thinking he is going to get some, only to get some clit play and sent on his way, pissed off.
But the clit is more than a power button… well… it IS a power button.
Press it the right way and you will get better than HD/3D results live.

Clitoral behaviour is about how you approach it, how you touch it, how you treat it, feel it, blow it, lick it, be one with it, define it… do what the hell it tells you to!
A woman’s whole libido can be thrown out the window if ya fingers are too eager to get between her smile without stopping at her clitoris. And if ya clit technique isn’t respectful, that’s another way to change a mood.
Or… and this is the worst, if ya getting hot and bothered and you, as a man, think ‘we’ve been kissing and grinding and groping long enough, I’m taking a finger and I’m going in.’ You slide a hand in, only to have it moved back UP to the clit.
Plenty of men have had this done and felt that momentary iota of shame, like, ‘dammit, should’ve gone clit first’.

So, first rule of clitoral behaviour…
Always go clit first when indulging in finger play. IF you know you have her wet enough to go finger first then do so but remember, playing with her clit can make her wet (if she isn’t) or make her wetter.

Next rule of good clitoral behaviour is about your method of massage. Now THIS rule is a very important one and your attention should be fully paid here. Why? Because you are, in essence, challenging her. I’ll explain…
A woman masturbates. And, when a woman masturbates, it’s something different to when a man does.
(Besides the obvious differences.)
A man wraps and works and that’s basically it, maybe he’ll spit on his palm first or lotion up but the premise is the same. So when it comes to a woman jerking him off, she is challenging his OWN technique to see if her own way of doing it matches up with his enough to make him come.

But, a woman, in all her splendorous splendor, needs more than just one way of working it when it comes to her clit.
When a woman plays with herself, fast fingers work but slow fingers also work. Up and down with one can be righteous at the RIGHT time but small circles with three fingers (two holding the lips open and one circling) can make her grab for the sheets.
She might enjoy two quick fingers brushing across from left to right, or a strong, periodic flick at the right time.
So many ways…

Where was I…?

Ah yes… paying attention…

The reason I said to pay attention is because, if you’ve managed to have her in a few different situations such as phone sex or been able to watch her masturbate, then you already know what she needs and how she needs it.
You already have the answers to the question she is asking in her head, which is, ‘will this motherfucker even know where my clit is?’
If you’re meeting someone new, and you haven’t crossed those voyeuristic bridges yet, then you’d have to go in blind. But, you gotta pay the same attention.
Pay attention to her.
Going in blind means you have to feel for her feeling.
Don’t think you can mimic ya trigger finger during a COD: Black Ops session on her clit.

Come on son.
Have some finesse with it.

Try different massages and finger combinations until you find that thang that makes her inhale her own breath, that makes her hug you real tight, that magically delicious thing that makes her hips start to wine and grind on ya fingers. (That’s quite easy to do when you have a finger or two inside her, but get her hips moving with some finger combinations on just her clit and you’ll feel proud of yourself.)
Once you found that something that she likes, don’t stick with it, keep it percolating… find what ELSE she likes, but keep THAT move in ya mental roladex.

Next rule of good clitoral behaviour is a short and simple one. Always remember, and never forget, to EXPOSE the clit. Before you play with it, lick it, grind on it, always expose it. A clit with a hoodie is like going to the hairdressers or barbers and having the best hairstyle ever, then covering it with a trucker cap. No one is getting to REALLY benefit.
You can play with a clit over the hood and be fine and dandy, but to let it out, free and exposed, that’s straight contact. And nothing beats straight contact.
Finger or tongue, nothing beats straight contact.

Next rule is… not to forget the clit!
Due to the fact that there are plenty of other good , fun, curvy rides on your theme park, men like to try and explore them all. And, okay, SOMETIMES, we forget about the rides we started on.
We can START there, move onto the having a finger inside, nipples reach mouths, panties come off, things wrap up, things slip in and before you know it, the casabah is rocking.
This is not true of all of us but it does happen.
If you know what ya doing then you already keep the clit alive and throbbing in whatever position you can reach it in. Even if you can’t reach it, you still seek it. (Doggystyle)
Good example of such is if a woman is on top and working like she’s TRYING to make you come.
Reach for it yes.
Good way to display her multi-tasking skills. Because if she’s got you right where she needs you, the introduction of clit play will bring another level of pleasure. She may try and move ya hand. But notice I did say TRY.

I can’t throw in a rule about how to EAT a pussy using good clitoral behaviour… every man is different… plus I’ve blogged about such subjects before (see: Submissive Pussy Eaters and All about eating pussy… tips, tricks & secret licks)
But I will say be gentle with it.
Again, exposing the clit let’s you get that straight contact. And even if your technique sucks (pardon the pun) she can at least get something out of it, hopefully.
Put your tongue in the same gear as ya finger was before and make it work for ya.
Since you’re there, dip ya tongue inside a few times then come back to the clit for a VERY nice sound from her. (Go head, try it, I’ll wait…)

While I’m waiting, I’ll finally say that the basics of good clitoral behaviour all start and end with paying attention to her!
If you know how your lady likes her lower level played with then you already know what your doing, but, for someone tasting someone new for the first time, you gotta make sure pay attention to her.
It’s so simple and, really if we did it more when it came to observing good clitoral behaviour, you’d probably be squirting by now (unless your one of those lucky ladies who changes her sheets REGULARLY!)

In a situation where you feel you are displaying good behaviour and she takes ya hand or fingers and SHOWS you how to do it, OBVIOUSLY you might feel a little way about it. Like you don’t know what your doing. But don’t take it so.
Take the guide and the movement hints and make it work for ya.
Adapt it… but not too much… she might it like just like that…

Just… like… that…

So the next time you have the opportunity to make with the massage at clit o’clock, take these rules with you and see how well you observe good clitoral behaviour.

If you’ve done it right then she will be letting you know how well you did.

By Mr Oh

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Ride it like you stole it

Right leg here, left leg far over there…

You may be humping and thumping, the bed might be bumping and the boots maybe knocking but, what is your technique saying?
Is there regular, consistent flow?
Are you keeping it interesting and ice dripping, making your partner not know what the hell is going on, even though your eyes are open?
Are you really riding it like you stole it?

@asturdivant made me wonder…

Made me wonder about that part of sex… the part that is like the major breakdown of a good song. You know, when the singer commands the band to breakdown on the one! (See: James Brown, Prince, D’Angelo)
It usually comes around the third quarter of a sex session; after foreplay, inbetween oral, possibly before anal (if you take it there).

Knocking around your libido, making you want more than you can get, there’s foul language (‘Oh you’re trying to OWN this pussy ain’t ya?’), possible nail digging, frantic grabbing, real hard grinding with teeth clattering kisses and face cupping stares.
This is the part of the sex when you momentarily hear whatever slow jam is playing in the background and sing it in your head because the lyrics are linking perfectly with what your feeling.
A preferred favourite is Jill Scott’s Crown Royal.
I know I mention Jill a lot but, DAMN, if that woman isn’t talented. Even her speaking voice is audio sex.
Anyone who has Crown Royal on their sextape or phone sex playlist knows the lyrics, but add YOU on a bed, laying down or laying ON someone. You’ve tasted pre-foreplay, licked foreplay and your three positions in.
Possibly two orgasms gone.
You’ve now reached the point where you need to be treated like you stole something. And this is your punishment.

You don’t need to be asked, you need to be TOLD and SHOWN!
It’s at this point you need someone to take control of you and decide for you how it will be done. Because at that point, you trust that they know.
All the while Jill is singing…

“Your hands on my hips
Pull me right back to you
I catch that thrust give it right back to you…”

Your hot, your sweaty, you don’t give a tiny rat’s ass. The person working the supreme bedchamber equestrian form on you is taking you to a realm of pleasure you are rarely able to put words on.
It’s like you can taste the sex in the back of your throat… or maybe you just paused to taste your work (YOU know what I mean).

“You’re in so deep I’m breathing for you
You grab my braids arch my back high for you
Your diesel engine I’m squirting my oil on
I’m down on the floor til my speakers start to boil…”

This is the breakdown of the breakdown.
You want to be touched all over at the same time. You wanted to be licked and sucked, kissed and blessed, you want to grind… nice and rotating hips style.
When you share a kiss, the conversation taking place between your groins is so loud, you can’t hear ya lips smacking.
A lady on her back with a leg up, hooked with her foot and toes flexing in the ether should be telling you to do something right about now.
Should be something along the lines of ‘FUCK ME’.

“I flip ish…” – flip her over in one slick magic movement, always best if you can do so without slipping out. Keep whatever rhythm you had going and don’t let her get a breath in between.

“Quick Slip…” – if you DID slip out by accident, get it in before anyone notices. To be honest, the sensation of slipping out and slipping back in, NOW, goes down REAL well. Simply because you get to reenter along a corridor which already has a buzz like a building lobby.

“Hip Dip…” – trusted… and always impressive, gets ya low and then high as it’s ground in…

“ And I’m twisted, and your hands, and your lips and your tongue tricks…” – you should be definitely, seriously touching something. Holding onto anything. Twiddling this thing. Nibbling that thang… Your intention is purely to massage and marinate the GREAT feeling that she or he is experiencing.
Interlock fingers, stroke a neck, fuck that, lick a neck, suck a lip… oOoOoOoOoOo… definitely suck a lip. That is something real tasty during this point in the good feeling. Build a good feeling while sucking a lip and the orgasm will hit on some next shit…

“And you’re so thick and you’re so big and you’re so… Crown Royal On ice…” – whoever she be should be greasing the pipe with sugar water right about now.
Her eyes should be closed, gripped tight, wide, crossed or rolled right back on some Exorcist shit. Her chest should be heaving like she’s losing a race with her breath. Her hair should be all over the place in some crazy sex style and if she has make up on then she may look like a poor man’s Joker.

But that’s how she wanted it.
The way you worked, made little circles with your hips, were hard and soft, paid attention to what she moaned at and was silent for, etc.
And there was nothing PREMATURE either, which always goes down well when it comes to true blue equestrian headboard demolishing.

It wasn’t about trying to be a jackhammer and pound through the headboard. It wasn’t about putting the dick in fourth gear and coasting for the rest of the journey. It wasn’t even about being the bad cop and hair pulling, bad language and all the other hard stuff.
It was just right.
The way both your hips moved was like the harmony on Jill’s second verse of Crown Royal (for you real music freaks, it’s about 1:14 in).
The way you were giving or receiving was just the perfect form and standardly gets top marks all across the board.
The best way to ride it like you stole it is to let go of the restraints of the vehicle and make it work the best way you know how. There’s no way other way to do it, just to do it.

You could NOT do it, but then that would mean suffering some substandard orgasm that I guess will do, but it’s not scratching the surface of what you are capable of.

More importantly, it’s not making you feel the way you wanted to.

And for your orgasm?

I think its worth riding it out…

So says Mr Oh

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Questions for GROWN freaks

Where did you put it?

How much did you like it?

Does the dick feel as good this time as it did last time?

Have you ever been horny enough to fuck on ya period?

When was the last time you recorded yourself having sex?

What’s the most number of times you’ve had an orgasm in one session?

Do you prefer soft lips on the clit or strong ones?

What IS the best way to suck a dick?

After a woman has come why does she HATE the man? (Usually when she’s rolled up in the foetal position.)

How do you treat the gooch?

Do you like it SoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo wet that your slightly embarrassed to request it?

When was your last tit wank and pearl necklace?

Have you ever been blessed by a submissive pussy eater?

Has the right touch on your neck and a clever lick on your nipples ever made you have an orgasm?

Clit only, clit mixed with a finger or tongue hole only?

Where is the most interesting place you have had sex this year?

Can you NOT come and feel like you still knocked the pussy out?

Have you ever been forced to MAKE her suck your dick?

What is it about having someone looking down at you and making you do that damn thang that is just so damn alluring?

Do you let them watch you come?

Do you know what the rabbit ears are for?

Can you look in my eyes and see what I want to go down?

When was the last time you kissed and licked the back of her knees?

Where do you put your hands when it’s time to kiss?

Ever watched her do her the way she does her when it’s just her doing her?

How long can you hold a dick in your throat without the gag reflex kicking in?

Who started it?

Are you just an enabler for good sex?

Does she come in the five Oh’s (pre-foreplay, foreplay, oral, intercourse, post-foreplay)?

Please don’t say you are one of those women who has never had an orgasm?

Do you swallow or do you like to play with it… or even have it decorate your face?

Does anal just do it for you?

How well can you work a Rampant Rabbit?

Can you take a dick dog?

Do you wanna be a dirty bitch or a filthy fucking bitch tonight?

If a massage is requested, is it understood that both of you will be naked?

Are you really embarrassed that you fucked on the first date?

Does the music you play help you to fantasise about someone else?

Have you ever worn either pair of Japanese Rain Goggles?

Could you cuckold?

Who’s that person who you’d LOVE to fuck but you’re SooOoOoOoOo not allowed?

Would you let her trib on your thigh?

Sitting in his lap, can you take the dick and spin on it 360 degrees?

What is the best song to come to?

Ever had a man’s words take your clothes off?

If you’ve had a 3some and still seek a challenge, what’s next?

Do you like to fuck with the windows open or as loud as you can, just so the neighbours can hear?

Are you an expert with a dildo?

How filthy is your mouth when you talk that shit?

Are you aware that your mouth has been watched for a long time?

If yo mama was down, you know we’d end up on Maury right?

What’s the most unusual thing you’ve ever used to have an orgasm?

Ever had a blowjob while doing a handstand?

Do you put a condom on and go instantly soft?

Are you fucking to your full potential?

Do you wish your soft man to be more rough with you and your rough man to be a little more gentle?

Is she so fine that you can’t imagine desecrating her with the depraved thoughts that are running through your mind right now?

Can you REALLY handle the wok?

Have you shown your partner what you’re capable of?

Does it feel good or are you just settling because there are no more options around at the moment?

When was the last time you had your mind turned on?

Ever got so into it you let them spit in your mouth?

Do you use the two handle twist and turn method (Supahead)?

Ever thought about sneaking a finger into his ass?

Isn’t the sight of a woman ass up, face down just so damn come-enducing?

The more she talks, the more you want to please, right?

Is there a questionable picture in your phone or email right now that you look at as a reminder?

All you want is one night, not too much to ask for is it?

If he had the right keys, he could make you do all types of nasty shit couldn’t he?

Ever been dick slapped?

Has a kiss ever given you an erection?

Ever had sex somewhere your parents have sat on, eaten on, slept in or bathed in?

Can you really deepthroat or do you just gag?

Do you interlock fingers?

Are you eating her pussy the way she wants? Are you SURE?

Ever been doing something to someone so well they call you a “dirty fucker” and mean it?

You know exactly what you’re doing don’t you?

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