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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