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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

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How skilled is your sexting?

Art.

You look at it, you take it in, you feel it, sometimes it speaks to you, makes you feel emotional at times. Sometimes its just nice.
That’s what art should make you feel.

Same with sexting.

Good sexting should make your nipples hard, your lips purse and pucker like you wanna moan, make your fingers go on a walkabout about ya person.

You know how it should be done, you are aware of BAD sexting and it has to be done at the right time when your feeling that RIGHT way.

Sexting is the art of engaging in ‘sex’ with words via a technological medium such as phone, instant messenger (BBM, What’s App, MSN, AIM, Skype, etc.), webcam or whatever…
Not such a thing back in the day. It was hard to get your partner off using a Nokia Flare on Mercury…

But with the evolution of technology allowing people in different countries to see each other and masturbate in front of each other using a camera… and for FREE?
Game MUST be stepped up.

Gone are the days of sending a message like, “what are you wearing?”
Nuh uh, no way boo boo…
It’s not about being blunt, to the point and damn near cave man about it.
BlackBerry women know EXACTLY what I’m talking about when that random guy on your list sees a picture of you showing a lil bit more skin than usual (possible holiday bikini picture) and he comes across all Rico Suave with:
“Send me a picture of your breasts.”
Or something of the like.

Now, HAD, he made the effort to spend the time talking to you, and he caught you in that mood with sexual conversation, MAYBE you might be tempted to send him a lil booty pic. Not a WHOLE one, maybe just one cheek.

Sexting is something, like sex that has to be mutual. There are plenty of guys out there who are getting pictures sent to them from random women just because the sun rises. And I know for a fact there are BBM groups for MEN only that share pics of women they’ve collected, been sent or just found online.

No I’m not snitching… women have the same groups too…

My point is these groups with such easy access to visual aids takes away from the beauty of talking to a woman and finding out what she likes and doesn’t like between the sheets. If there is the possibility that the pair of you may end up between said sheets, you may be INSPIRED to possibly take a picture of yourself, should such a request POP up.

Successful sexting has the power to turn you on and make you masturbate… you may go one step further and send them a picture of you DOING that.

Sweet sexting may make you become Spike Lee with a camera showing them just how you are doing what it is that you told them you were doing.

Super sexting will make you call them up and let them hear what your literary creativity has done to them, physically.

Due to the fact that people do it so regularly they may not look at it like this but sexting is the art of using words to arouse another. That’s a talent.

At the end of the day, to each their own. Some folk may not even engage in such for numerous reasons.

There’s no point in turning myself on.
Why write about when I could just call the person.
I don’t like to do it.
I’m embarrassed.
Why start talking about it if your not in front of me about to do it?
I wouldn’t know what to say.
There’s no one I trust to open up like THAT to.
No one worthy of getting THAT side of me.

But the other folk that do… well, you know what your picture gallery on your phone says about you…

You know when and where to say the right thing, your fluent in anticipating a moment of a possible sexting, your always up for the opportunity to engage with someone who has never done it before and your not scared to get it IN when its time to go IN, right ladies?

Sexting can be fact but it can also be fiction. Depends on the circumstances of the interaction. If the pair of you know you live in different countries and never have a chance of meeting, you can go ALL out and say you do all types of toe involving stuff. Even if you don’t.
You may both be aware of that fact, which is where the fiction of the interaction lies.

Fact is where the pair of you know that the only thing separating you from doing what your wrote in your text, BBM or instant message, is a few minutes in a car, a journey on a train or a window of opportunity.

Some people mix up fact and fiction and get cAught up.
Don’t go promising you’ll lick her pussy all night long till the sun comes up with orgasms squirting all over the place just because you THINk you’ll never see her. That’ll be the time she just HAPPENS to be in YO town with a window of opportunity.
Yeah you could meet up and have sex, but if you promised the head, and don’t come with the head, you’d be a bit of a punk.
Same in reverse ladies. If you vowed to drop on him the sloppiest, wildest, most tasty, buss in under-two-minutes head, and you come with some dry, poor handjob technique, no spit, no interest, poor eye contact excuse for a dick suck, then you might as well have stayed at home.
You and your chaperone.

I could tell ya how to sexting but DUH…
Besides, everyone has their own style of kung fu they use to get you in the mood to remove shoes, get a bit rude and get in a groove…

YESSUR…

You can’t teach someone how to be good at sexting. Like sex, your only as good as the limitations on your imagination.

YESSUR TIMES TWO

When your willing to be a participant in a sexting session, maybe you have some music on, some candles, maybe your in the bath…
Well you know what time it is…

Words are tools towards orgasms… (See: Little Black Book)

YESSUR THRICE

The orgasm WILL be nice…

By Mr Oh

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