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The anticipation coloured in mind masturbation

We’re all grown folks here, right?

So we know the difference between good sex, poor sex and sex so bad that you have to tell ya friends about it.
For this blog post, its not even about any form of sexual contact whatsoever.
It’s not about oral sex, foreplay, intercourse, anal visitation or aural education… It’s about the mind!

The mind and the power it holds during or preceding a sexual moment.
Maybe its me… Maybe I’m getting old and I’m a fan of dying arts but, you know what I like?
Mind sex. But its like mind sex you have with yourself.
Mind masturbation if you will.

That moment when you’ve made your phone call, you’ve sent your email, you’ve tweeted that tweet and your sexual escapade has been arranged with someone who you KNOW will give you the pancakes and syrup. That ride em cowboy feeling. That ‘did someone just open a tap on my dick’ type of head. And its that memory and that knowledge that makes you paint a picture of just how amazing it could be when you see them again.
The last time you saw them, you may have had a suttin suttin that made your toes curl, your eyes roll back…. Shiiiiiiit, you may have done something totally against your grain like licked some ass or swallowed suttin you don’t usually swallow. All because it was such a sexual experience, it made you cum out of your comfort zone.

So now, you’ve made that contact and the reply has been positive. The first thing you do, before anyone has arrived, is you start to remember the last time you shared yourself with that person.
Ladies, holla if you hear me when you remember the last time he had your legs on his shoulders and it all felt righteous.
Fellas, you know what I’m talking about when you’ve set up a meeting with that she that gives that amazing head.

It’s that, “oooooweeeee, I’m gonna get seeeeeeeen to…” feeling that comes over you and possibly pre-moistens lips, erects nipples and causes rises in otherwise limp penises.

Think about the last time you saw that person in your life who turns you the fuck out. I mean that person who made you think, “this is the best sex EVER!!!’
(If your yet to have that kinda sex then… Sorry bout that…)
And right now, you let that person know that you need them to come and ring your bell. Not just some lil one ring… You need a multiple ring.
Or at least two or three REAAAAAAL good rings.

You know they are coming to see you. To do things to you that you know they can do and they can do well.

15 minutes away…
You are getting yourself mentally prepared for the sexiness that is about to go down. Your mind is hoping they’ll do that thing that felt SOOOOO damn good last time… Maybe with a twist.

10 minutes away…
Your mind is flicking thru the scenes of your last encounter and you just wish they would get there and do what they have to. They know what it is. You know what it is. All that’s stopping you is distance, which is closing slowly…
Even that thought turns you on…

5 minutes away…
WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY?
The sweet anticipation of earlier is now an animalistic hunger.
Your mind has given you the complete overview of that amazing feel good head. Nipples have risen in hope of that same type of orgasm that made them Chinese arithmetic hard. Whatever you have on is what they’ll find you in.
You wonder how to greet them. Small talk, the offer of a drink or you just say fuck all that and literally tackle them.

They arrive…

And you see them… And all that anticipation comes into one silent moment.
Because you know its about to go DOWN!!!

By Mr Oh

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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Tips about the tip

The inspiration for this blog post came from a voice I keep hearing in my head.
It’s a male voice and I imagine a lot of women have heard such a voice when its time to get down with the get down.
Usually said with a dose of heavy breathing, maybe some strong eyes locked and the sound of persuasion in his voice.
Bodies pressed together and its the moment when the dick either goes in or it doesn’t.

I’m talking about the moment when he says, “lemme just put the tip in…”
It’s a hilarious sentence in my head. It sounds like the most beggy beggy of statements but it pops up nonetheless.
That moment when everything leading up to it has been ten out of ten perfect. The foreplay got him warmed up perfectly and the head probably made him almost cum. Building him up so nicely that the only way to continue would be for him to slide in between her walls with no barrier between.
It’s already known and understood between him and her that when he says “lemme just put the tip in”, its not just the tip he wants to put in.
I mean, come on, how many times has it actually just been the tip that he’s put in?
When someone has fries, and someone says, lemme have one, they don’t take just one do they? No sirreeee… They take a combination of three or four because they know one will not do.
The tip is not enough to quench his curious thirst about how smooth and slick her sugar walls feel. For him to REALLY kill the curiosity cat, he’d have to taste a few strokes. Maybe a couple more strokes. And a few more after that.
Out the window goes unplanned pregnancy, sexually transmitted diseases and morals.
At that moment, all he wants is to feel.
So is the power of a woman’s vagina that no sloppy head or rubbing the dick against your clit will do.
All he wants is to be inside you.

The offer is just the tip..  but in his mind, he is thinking that if he can get the tip in, then he can convince you to let him stay there once he’s got a few strokes going.
Strokes that you will like enough to let him stay there.

Any woman reading this, maybe you’ve been there. You’ve heard him say that sentence, which comes in many variations, and maybe you let him.
Maybe you felt the tip and THEN some slip in. Maybe it felt nice. Real nice.
That damn tip.
Ever asked him to take it out after a few strokes more than the tip?
He wasn’t a happy camper was he?
Nope, because, to him, it wasn’t the plan to just put the tip in.
He wanted more than the tip all along. So you asking him to vacate the party absolutely pissed him off.
He’s thinking, “well you already let me in for free, why ask me to leave now? I’m already here.”
Tell a man to pull out and he’ll probably say something along the lines of, “c’mon babe, just lemme stay here for a second”, “I won’t cum I promise” or “I’m already here…”
The classic is to continue to convince you with some well placed strokes that, he hopes, will reach that part of your pussy that controls your decision-making and you change your mind like, “well that last stroke DID feel good, okay then, stay for the rest of the party.”

Regardless of if he’s just met you or you’ve been seeing him for a while or if your in a relationship and its the first time you’ve had sex, he’s been sizing you up the whole time, wondering if he can get away with throwing the request in and getting away with it.
It’s like the episode of Friends when Chandler took Joey to view Richard’s apartment. (Richard being Monica’s ex.) When they got there, Chandler found a tape with Monica’s name on it and he and Joey assumed it was a sex tape. And what did Joey say?
“If a woman says yes to being taped, she’s not gonna say no to much else.”

That is the thinking of a man that says, “lemme put the tip in…”
He hopes his dick, unsheathed and strong, will convince you that the tip is worth it. And if he can get you to come round to seeing things his way, you won’t say no to much else.

This isn’t a post that is judging anyone who DOES let him leave the tip in. I know dick can be a convincing sunnuvabiscuiteater when its ready.
And he’s hoping that he has the slick power of an Apprentice winner to convince you, with his dick, that, behind the tip, is the width and girth of a good dick that will feel amazing.

The hope of the tip is the hope of a man being able to charm a woman enough that her choices and decisions to NEVER let a man put the tip in get thrown out the window.
Trust me, ask any man who’s put the tip in and I’ll bet you he put more than the tip in. And he felt like the BAWSE afterwards.

The tip is not just about getting someone, who may already disagree, to agree to unprotected sex.
It’s about being able to be charming enough, smooth enough, that damn slick enough to break her down enough that she becomes so embroiled in the moment that she let’s you.
There’s an element of power shifting going on when they decision is made by a woman.
Once she’s made that decision, tip in or no tip in, he knows whether he’s GOT you or not.
A woman has all the power in the world when that choice comes up.
Believe me, tell a man he can’t put the tip in and watch him deflate. Not physically but it’ll mean to him that he wasn’t slick enough to make you change your mind.
It’s a slap to his ego.

For some men, agreeing to the tip means every sexual encounter you have from then on, he won’t have to ask. He’ll just come to the party without having to ask. It’ll be expected.

The tip is an unspoken power struggle between a man and a woman.
But, don’t think the tip JUST means the tip.

It’s SoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo much more than that.

By
Mr Oh

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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Splash and pleasure…

I was on Twitter the other day and up popped a reply from one of my followers(@MsCaramelCrunch) . Not to anything I had said but just a reply to something random.
So I went in search of the original comment cuz the reply looked interesting and (@siobhansings) said something along the lines of “if you have cum on you, you have no respect for yourself.”

And I thought, ‘huh?’

Has she never had the pleasurable splash of an orgasm that says ‘job well done’?
Has she never been so into a blowjob that she ignores the throaty moans that say, “I’m gonna cum…” – and just stayed there for it?
Has she never been FUCKED to a point where an unknown entity creeps out of her and begs for his orgasm to be splashed over her?

Really?
Do people still exist who are unable to take a bit of cum to the skin?
I thought they phased out with video tapes and 8ball jackets.
Not saying that we’re talking about porn scene style feats of close up shots of sperm to the lips, eyes and nose.
But then again, why not?
There are plenty of men and women out there who like their sex with an orgasm painted over them like paint on walls.
Some folk out there, present company included, like it when an orgasm is dripping off their chin, needing to be wiped saucily with the back of a hand.

It’s a beautiful thing.
If you are a woman who has, in her sexual career, let a man cum on her, you know what I mean.

It’s like a rush.
The moment you hear him building up to the feeling. Then there’s that momentary pause before it hits. Wherever it hits, you feel the heat of it and the rush hits you. If your lucky it may heighten the orgasm you were/are having.
A real delicious woman won’t be afraid to play with it

If she likes to watch him cum then she’ll take a standard missionary with him on top so she can watch him pull out and cum on her stomach. But, this lady, who likes a bit of cum on her, likes to watch it happen. If he shoots particularly high, she likes it even more.

Same with a guy.
A man having his face sat on is not gonna hear a woman building to an orgasm then slide his face out to miss it.
Hell no sah!
He’s gonna keep his face exactly where it is. Down low, between your open thighs and grinding hips looking up at you like, “you BETTER cum in my mouth.”
Because he wants it.
He wants it for the work he’s put in getting you to the orgasm point in the first place.
So, like a job where you get paid for work you’ve DONE, taking that orgasm to the face, hopefully sliding down your neck, down your cheeks and past your nose, is the confirmation that you didn’t just make her cum but you get to FEEL that orgasm.
Trust me, there’s nothing like the feel of a woman’s pussy pulsating on your lips next to vibrating thighs that keep on throbbing.
And this is from a guy’s perspective. I can imagine a womn enjoy it twice as much.

But this has absolutely NOTHING to do with his or her self-respect.
If you can’t enjoy sex and feel the need to sometimes throw self-respect, pride and other shit like that out the window, then you may not be reaching the height of what you truly like sexually. Because you are withholding from yourself.

If a woman likes to suck a man’s dick, call him Daddy and tell HIM to cum on her face, that doesn’t mean she’s lacking respect for herself.
Some people like to reenact rape fantasies during sex, doesn’t mean there’s suttin wrong with em. That’s just what they like.

You could have the most physically, mentally, spiritually strong woman want her man to flip her doggystyle, fuck her till he’s about to cum then pull out and massage his dick between her ass cheeks until he cums on her back.
Does it make her a tramp, a bitch, a whore?
Depends if she likes to be called that really.

Basically what I’m saying is, its nonsense thinking to say that you deciding to let someone get their cum on you is a sign of your lack of self-respect.
If anything, its a sign that you are now at a point in your sex that you KNOW you are comfortable enough to go there, take it there and enjoy the fact that you went there.

You knew what you wanted, you got what you wanted and you got it how you wanted it.
Where’s the lack of self respect in that?

*drops mic*

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Mr Oh

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Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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Givers keep on giving…

We do don’t we?
We can’t help it and, to be honest, we don’t want to.
Why? Because we are givers.

And we rule the motherfucking world!
Folk out there are looking for us en masse because they know we exist.
They KNOW that we rule and they would like to experience what it means to truly be ruled by a giver.
If you’ve never met a giver, then may the spirit of sex come along and ruin your next orgasm with a phone call or someone knocking on your door as you are seriously slacking on your macking.

A giver is the person that throws a particular sex rule out of the window. It’s not really a sex RULE but its an unspoken sidenote, which is, when it comes to oral sex, there should be a fair amount of give and take involved.
But, to a giver, that isn’t the way they are necessarily thinking.

A giver is someone who throws that out of the window and says to themselves, “fuck this, I’m HAPPY to be where I am… Just… Leave me here for a while…”

You see a giver isn’t thinking, ‘oh no, lemme not give him too much head cuz he only gave me 2 mins of mediocre head’ or ‘she didn’t even make my dick wet when she went down… She only deserves a clit lick or two then I’m done…’

To a giver, that’s too much thinking. Because when they get down to getting down, they WANT to be there as much as you want them there.
There is nothing they would rather be doing than watching and hearing the pleasure they are putting on the person at their whim. No thinking of time or performance levels or an early orgasm, they are jus happy to be there. Doing what they do best.
See givers are folk who already KNOW that their head game is top notch, so they know that while they spend time between your thighs, you are having the time of your life.

Think about the last time you got head from a giver. Head from someone who wasn’t instantly trying to slip the dick out of their mouth before they’ve expolored how deep they can take it. Head from that person who stays down there above and beyond the amount of time you thought they would.
They weren’t scared to put you in a number of prime intelligent positions to get that brilliant oral sex that you really needed.

Many people have givers sitting right next to em but don’t know it because they think that their own excitement is what fuels the giver to give in such an exciting fashion. But that’s not it.

See, we’re excited to be there because WE want to be.
We like the whole shebang of a head moment.
For a man or a woman giving head to a woman, we like the whole moment. From approaching the thighs, making them separate, inhaling the first scent of vagina in your personal space. Listening to the flesh on flesh moisture sound of the lips parting just for your mouth to impart the knowledge that you know will improve however they were feeling before you got between their thighs.
For a woman, or a man, who likes to suck a dick, they know how they feel when they watch or feel a dick get hard for them at the prospect of what you are about to do to them. They instant stiffness that grows when they are touched, when they are revealed, when they are released.

A giver’s technique is that of porn experts and multiple orgasm teachers.
They know ways to make you cum with their mouths that you probably never knew existed.
But that’s what you get when a giver crosses your thighs.

They are not just working for you, they are working for themselves. For your pleasure as much as their own. The sound of your moan feeds their groan. The taste of liquid in their mouth makes them please you more.

Ultimately, a giver wants to give you what you already want. They know what you like and how you like it and they even have the cajones to implement new things without testing them first because they KNOW you will like it.
A giver won’t shy away from taking an orgasm to the face.
A giver will know the many techniques you like that make your toes curl, your hands reach out to tap out and force them away from between your thighs.
A giver is good at what they do and that thought feeds them in their pursuit, not just to please you but to show you that they know what they are doing.

If you are a giver and you are GOOD at what you do, then keep doing your thing. I know and share the sentiment and the feeling you get when you reduce your partner to a wreck of a heavy breathing, eyes squinting, mind lock down, crazy facial expressing mass of human flesh who cannot seem to move or understand what just happened to em.

Givers rule…
There’s nothing more that can be said.

By Mr Oh

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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Are you still being fingered?

I was having one of my random thought moments about people I know, people on my timelines, just people in general.
And I had a random thought…
Are women still getting fingered?

Not that quick finger action jus to get in there… I mean that real deal Holyfield, lay back or bend over finger working action that goes on for more than 10 mins?

As a teen, being able to finger a girl was as amazing as penetration…ish.
Obviously it wasn’t better, but you really liked to be able to have your finger between the warm sugar walls.
But as you get older, and hopefully, your sex game steps up, do you, as a man, or woman loving woman, still take time out to work ya fingers between those lips?

By the time you get to a certain age in your sexual career, you learn a whole bunch of new tricks and treats that turn a woman on, make her crunch her thighs and scream like a Mariah high note.
Some of these things were so amazing and made her make such wicked sounds, you MASTERED them.

Now you spend more time working on your stroke, the intensity of your head game, the choice of position, etc.
But, you also have to remember the basic, yet fulfilling, feeling of a good old work of a finger or three.
Trust me, a woman reading this will tell you the joys and joys of how good a finger or two can feel.
Not only can they feel like an introduction to how good the dick may POSSIBLY feel, they can also bring on a nice starting orgasm before any penetration has taken place.
And no one says no to an orgasm.

Plus, for the fingerer, to be able to induce an orgasm using just your finger kinda makes you wanna brush ya shoulder off a lil. The more intense the orgasm, the more you brush your shoulder off.
A multiple orgasm as the result of good fingering is the sexual equivalent of a black man becoming President. Ok, not that extreme… But…
It is a good feeling.

My personal favourite is that moment when you have a finger or two inside her and she is laying back or sitting up and her hips are grinding. Her waist is circling and she is working the fingers, trying to get the best feeling out of em…

That’s my most delicious.

I appreciate fingering.
I’m a fan 100 grand.
Too many situations to bring it in too.
I mean, let’s break it down.

From the foreplay, a fingering can help fill a hole… (That’s too easy…)

Combine a fingering with some oral sex and, trust me, she won’t say NO to ya. She may cum for ya actually. She may come a few times if you do it like me. She may KEEP cumming actually. You may enjoy her cumming so much that you keep her cumming. She may keep cumming and you get to a point where you don’t want her to STOP cumming. And she might ask you to stop because she can’t stop cumming. But you like the sound of that so you make her cum more.
Then you snap out of it and you look up and she’s breathing heavily and you look down and your fingers are dripping. (OoOoOoOo, ok, I got lost in that one a bit.)

There’s even good finger time to be used during penetration.
Maybe that might be on a different level for you but, if you’ve ever been fucked while fingered at the same time, it can be a good look. Obviously I don’t mean like three or four fingers. But just a solo finger alongside the dick and see what she thinks.
She just might like it.

THAT is the moment when you enjoy a finger.

As the fingerer and the fingeree, your both happy.

I hope you haven’t gotten to old in the game that you no longer work your finger or allow yourself some finger time with your respective other.
Remember a finger used to be all you ever needed.

By Mr Oh

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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The pleasure of two

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Have you ever had the pleasure of watching two women have sex?

It’s a simple question. One where you either say yes or no. There’s no middle ground answer with that question.
Have you ever watched the science and the beauty of watching two female forms pleasing each other?

If you haven’t then, really, you are truly letting one of the most amazing images ever created pass you by.
And I’ll tell you why.

Let’s start at the start.
Women are beautiful!
In all their shapes, hues, sizes, religions and sexual orientations.
Any time you get the chance to have sex with a woman, you sometimes take time out of licking labouredly at her labia to look up at her and just say, “damn you fine”. (That’s usually the moment when she either looks down at you like, “why’d you stop” or says fuck it, grabs your head and makes u eat her, thinking ‘who gave you permission to stop?’)
So, a woman, on her own is a beautiful thing.

But…

Throw in the mixing bowl ANOTHER woman.
Another female form of different, yet equal sexiness. Sometimes more sexiness… (but you’d never say that outloud.)

She, whoever she is, has a look on her face that says that right now, she wants the woman in front of her.

So, now you have two women in front of you.
You can read lust on their faces, taste the anticipation of the first touch between them.
It’s like your watching live art as they get closer to each other.

I mean, HELLO…. It’s two naked women.
As women generally think, when a man ever introduces the idea of watchin two women, a threesome is on his mind.
And, not to say the ladies are wrong, but there’s something to be said for being able to just watch.
If your a people watcher, like most of us are, you enjoy watching, learning and figuring out about people from how they move, their little nuances.
Whether the women are regular at getting the womanly touch from another or first time bi-curious visitors, there will be something to read between them, just watching from the sidelines.
Take for example the absolute delicious movie of watching two women share a kiss.
Yeah its exciting to see and all that usual jazz.
But there’s the art of the moment.
Being able to watch and FEEL the sensuality of female lips caressing.
It’s delicious because you are fully aware of how nice it is to kiss a woman, so you kind of wish you could feel what its like for a woman to kiss a woman. Does that make sense?
I know what I mean in my head.
HER arms reaching up and caressing a face.
HER responding by losing her hands in the other her’s hair.
They get closer to each other, nipples of her becoming instantly erect as they enter the air space of the other her’s nipples.
Then you catch a glimpse as one her looks down, thinking of licking those nipples.
You can read it on her face.
You know that’s what’s running through her mind.
You know this because you are thinking you would do the same thing.

Suddenly, you lose all focus on what your seeing as you watch thighs touch.
It’s nothing really to watch thighs touch but its something though.
Before you know it, you imagine how those thighs are going to look in a few moments.
In the air.
Between a pair of thighs, grinding an orgasm.
Dripping with sweat, saliva and squirted orgasms.
Being nibbled, licked and trailed with adventurous fingers.
And this is all before any one has laid down or opened any thighs.

Then when THAT happens?
When you see one her slowly laying back on the bed, sofa, kitchen counter or hood of a car, you know that you are about to be mind blown with so much beauty, you may actually want to kill yourself.
Don’t though.
Besides the fact that suicide while watching two women have sex is a MAJOR mood killer, you’ll miss what’s to come.
And I mean cum.

You knew I meant cum.

Any person with an active imagination can just think of one woman making another woman cum and get slightly excited.

Right NOW…
Think of a woman…
Any woman in your life, who you think would enjoy a good clit licking.
Then think of her delicious friend being the licker.
If your on Twitter, think of two of your sexiest followers.
Not on some fake porn fantasy suttin. I mean really think about it.
Think about them laying somewhere you’ve been before to make it more real.
Put yourself there at that vital moment when an orgasm is taking the room in a mix of sex, sounds and sights.
When a woman’s ass is in the air and her face is buried deep between lips that slip and slide.
Hips are grinding.
Hair is being grabbed.
Thighs are being held.
Clit hood being slipped back to REAAAAAAALLY put that licking to work.
Moaners moaning.
Lickee making licker lick her just right.
Crescendo builds.

And then it happens.

Sure, it makes you think about being the provider of such a sound but, as you take yourself out of that thinking and return to your purveyors perch, you enjoy the fact that you just watched a woman make another woman cum.

You watched, and took notes on, her technique, her degree of sensuality added to her licking, whether she tongue fucked her or just stayed on her clit…
You want to be able to mirror such a feeling because you know a woman can make another woman cum in a different way if she had been having sex with a man.

And that’s where the sexy lies. Because its not a woman with a man. It’s a woman with a woman.

It probably sounds like me rattling off one of thousands of fantasies of mine but if you’ve ever had the pleasure of being in a threesome or just sitting back and watching a woman make another woman cum, you know what I mean.
I know its not everyone’s cup of tea.
Some women just like their dick the way they like their dicks. Hard, steady and attached to a man.
But some girls simply like girls!
And it’s the straight, possibly bi-curious women out there who I’m talking to.
They know who they are.
And they know what I’m talking about.
Yes you do you!

Maybe men have been fucking up in the bedroom for so long that women have turned to their own teammates.
Maybe sex with us has become so meeeeeh that women have said to themselves, “bet that thick woman for the Caribbean food shop would eat me juuuuust right!”
Maybe women are jus getting more experimental.

Who gives a tiny rats ass?!

All I know is, as a pervert, a purveyor, a moment catcher and people watcher, there is nothing more succulent, more fulfilling, more interesting and intriguing to witness, than watching two women have sex.

It’s not just about a porn fantasy, its about art.

By Mr Oh

Little Black Book – the trilogy – by Mr Oh

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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…
But….
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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