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Don’t you just love when its just right?

That moment when everything about the sex may not be the best… The foreplay might be a bit off, the head, if any, maybe not to your liking or whatever…
When you’ve got past all the bullshit of the politics of platoons, favourite places to be kissed, etc.
When all that has passed, and the lady may be at the stage of wet where you don’t really need to find her pussy, it kinda calls to you like a homing beacon.
You’ve gone past all the ins and outs of getting into the position where, as the woman you’ve decided to give him some and, as the guy, you’ve hit the jackpot and your getting some.
Cuz we LOVE to get some.

So when all that has passed and you may start out in basic missionary, maybe you start in a bend over hands on the floor, maybe you go for a nice leg scissors, whatever your flavour.
And, as the woman, you can feel he’s hard and you’ve figured out just by looking at the size of him whether he’s gonna be a good fuck or not.
And as the guy, hopefully you’ve checked with a finger or tongue and made sure that pussy is wetter than a rain in November.

And your there. Just looking…

That solitary moment just before the dick slides in.
Maybe he forgoes “all that staring shit” but…
It’s not about that.

It’s about that moment when he’s as hard as he’s gonna get and she’s at wet as wet can get and the dick slides in.

And he knows in his mind, “this is just the best feeling of pussy there can ever be… There is no way a pussy can feel better than this pussy right here”.
And she’s thinking, “now this is what I’m talking, fuck the fact his foreplay could do with a bit more work and, I’ll allow the fact he doesn’t give head for this dick right chea right cheaaaaaa….”

And for a few moments, when the dick is as hard as its gonna get and the pussy seems to be getting wetter with each thrust, its just the best tasting feeling you can gain from a sexual experience, also up there with mind blowing head so good you don’t come for a long time and that moment when he makes her cum so hard that she curls up in a ball and needs a moment as her body shakes for about 10-30 mins.

That moment when it just feels goooooood.
Nothing fancy, no super creative position attempt or kama sutra inspired frog style position, just a simple position that gets that perfect insertion.
When you can hear the pussy agreeing with the fucking by leaking on the dick and the sheets.
For her, every stroke is exactly what she hoped it would be.
She sized you up, she did the math, that moment when she put her hand on your dick and jerked you a little wasn’t just to make the dick feel good… She was doing dick math….
It was like ” ok, that much girth plus that much length means he’s gonna reach…. Hmm… Ok, quite deep… Let’s see…”
Then the dick slips in and its like ” now that’s good dick…”

Just that moment of supreme hardness and increasing wetness when the sex is JUST right…

Ya know?

by Mr Oh

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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The abuse of a face


DISCLAIMER: Mr Oh, in no way, shape or form, condones any form of illegal sexual practices and hopes that all intimate sexual practices are consensual, otherwise maybe you’ll be arrested and sent to a prison where anal invasion is your breakfast, lunch and dinner… Basically HELL…

Now that’s clear, let’s begin…

I was reading a blog post by fellow freaky friend YumYumBubbleBum called I can’t breathe and as soon as I finished, I got to the end and was INSTANTLY inspired.
Now, if you know my blog, you know I’m as open as a copy of Little Black Book and Little Black Book Volume 2 (OUT NOW) so there’s not much I don’t say when it comes to the get down with the get down.

And this is no different.

Face rape.


If your not well versed in the practice, and you can’t figure it out from the name, allow me to break it down.
Like YumYum’s post, it usually involves a fair amount of choking and thoughts from the receiver like “oh shit I can’t breathe but I like it”.
But with face rape, there’s a whole lot more to come.

From a man’s perspective, no, from a pussy eating addict’s perspective, the idea of being face first between a woman’s thighs, even as I write this, is the highest level of turn on.
Whether you start by kissing her on her lips (the ones on her face) and continue the kisses downwards or you climb under the covers from her feet and work your way up.
However you do it, as long as you end up with her clit exposed and your tongue covered in her clear gravy, then its smiles all round.
But the deliciousness of face rape is LITERALLY everybody wins.
Face rape is… Wow… I actually sighed like “hmmm, yummy…”

Face rape is, or should be pretty self-explanatory, but I’ll break it down.
To rape a face is to abuse it in a way you could get arrested for if this was a non-consensual situation. To take advantage of the face at your disposal for your own orgasmic gain.
You know when you have that selfish feeling wash over you where its like “fuck what you want, I’m gonna make you eat my birthday cake…”
That moment when you do something to your partners face that feels like you went just a little bit too far… But they tell you that you haven’t gone far enough.
You get what I’m saying… Basically, the face is there for you to do what you need to do to get off.

Not everyone is into face rape and some head givers like to be in full control of how the head goes, but there is that proportion of us (male and female) who like to relinquish that control and put it in the hips of the rapist.
For the person having their face taken advantage of, the pleasure is in being able to let their partner be free enough to go to the very bottom of depravity with it.
*Face grinding to the point where his/her nose squashes and they can’t breathe.
*Language so foul and abusive, you have to look up at them like “wow, didn’t know you had it in you.”
*Commanded and thrown around in such a way that you feel like nothing more than a face for their pleasure.
*Treated less like a lover, a partner and given orders in a voice you may have never heard from them before.
*Made to do things you may have never expected to hear from them (“Oh for fuck sake, stick a banana in my pussy, peel it and eat it you five a day motherfucker you…”)

Etc. Etc.

Now, as I said before, the beauty of face rape is not just in the thighs and waist movements of the person taking advantage of the face. Some seem to think that the power lies in the groin of the abuser when the abusee is REALLY holding the power.
The joy of it isn’t just for the person who is having their needs met and their orgasm draped all over a face, its the owner of the face who is, literally singing in the rain.
Now, as I always say in my blogs, it ain’t for everybody.
A lady could be getting some good, sweet sensation, giving you the best that I got Anita Baker head and she could feel the NEED to wrap her hands round his head and make her waist and hips wave so that her pussy literally rides his face. And he could come up for air like, “huh, what the fuck?”
Fellas, same thing.
She could be delivering that straight from Lethal Lipps school of head treatment on you, suddenly you try hold her head still and give her more than she can handle and she chokes, coughs, splutters, gets off her knees and then there’s no more head for you boo boo.
And that sucks.

Me personally, I’m a face rape ADDICT…
I can’t help it. I like leaving control in the hands of the person who’s only issue is getting as much pleasure out of my mouth as possible.
Taken to the height and extent of sexual pleasure to the point where they may think “wow, I might have gone a bit too far here”.
But the line of “too far” is further than you think.
And that’s how most of us think.

Ladies, make him lie down flat, hands by his side. Stand over his face and look down at him, trust me he likes that. He likes when you look down at him.
Kneel down slowly with eyes that scream “i’m gonna FUCK you up”. Line up your pussy with his mouth and rest one hand on his forehead then feed it to him. Once you’ve found your groove, put more pressure on his mouth. You know your forcing him right when the skin of his face pushes back.
Bite your lip. Speak thru angry, pursed lips. Call him every offensive name you can think of. Groove on him. Treat his mouth like a dick until it feels right and you cum on his face.

That’s a face rape situation.

And I love it.

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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