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Shy guys

 

 

Shy guys win… Every single time!

They don’t get as much credit for the amount of WINNING (Charlie Sheen swag) they actually achieve in their lives but they are winning.

There’s no trophy for em, there’s no awards show, no recognition at all… just the knowledge of knowing that they did what they did… or that you had something done to you by a shy one.

What I’m referring to is the fact that shy guys win here, they win there, now what?

Why are shy guys winners?

Because there are a wealth of women out there who are looking for a shy guy. Someone unsure of himself, someone not SO confident, someone who isn’t like the last bastard you let into your life (or worse, your heart) someone who ISN’T the last bastard you let between your thighs.

Good looking, attractive, kinda quiet, not so much of an extrovert…

Why do some women want this kind of man?

Because shy guys are the equivalent of a blank canvas to a painter, a drum track with no beat or harmony, a church girl who says she’s never given head and ACTALLY hasn’t, a house that is yet to be painted.

A shy guy is a blank piece of paper for an experienced woman to get her hands on and generally fuck up if, and how, she wants to.

When I say fuck up, I don’t mean she’s wants to start giving him some Ike Turner life lessons. I mean, she wants to fuck him up. Sexually fuck him up.

Throw him down and play ‘tiger caught the prey’.

Grab his head and make him EAT THAT SHIT!

Don’t tell him what to do, MAKE him do it!

A blank canvas is the perfect thing to fuck up anyway you want. The canvas is blank so it doesn’t know any better… or worse.

If your a woman and you recently met a shy guy who seems rather introverted and not into a lot of things, he may be prime for a fucking up. 

I’m using the term ‘fuck up’ in terms of laying ’em down and REALLY giving them the dictionary definition of a good seeing to.

A hold-down, cramp inducing, hardcore, slobber knocker, brow sweating, pie eating, madness of a sex session.

This is what the shy guy gets to look forward to.

This is when a man gets to see a woman in her full, not giving a fuck, I’m going in and I’m bringing out a corpse, feel like life is sucking out of you, I can’t walk, I need to sleep orgasm mode.

When it comes to shy guys, you can either find a real shy guy or a normal guy playing a shy guy. Either way, a woman is looking to school, educate, THEN fuck him up.

A real shy guy, who doesn’t REALLY know anything about anything, will come to the table with shy requests, a shy voice and a shy disposition and be quite innocent and pure (to a point where you can TELL they are not experienced) and simply be like a lamb to the slaughter between your sheets.

A normal shy guy, who maybe role playing or isn’t REALLY a shy guy, could still make things interesting. They could still allow you to take out all your stress and emotions on them while you make them your submissive pussy eater. They MAY turn it around on you once in a while and give you something you wouldn’t expect from a shy guy but you expected that.

Both are useful, both types of men can give you an orgasm (depending how stressed you are and how HARD you wanna work it out).

But the B-side of the shy guy is that he may not be ready for such things that you are about to pull out on him, thus, not be able to HANDLE what you wanna do.

Ya shy guy may not be very experienced, in fact, he may not be experienced at all in the art of certain things but that just means you have to school him.

And when school is in session, you have carte blanche to do ANYTHANG and do it in the vein of ‘Oh, I’m just teaching you’.

The teacher might be a bit heavy handed and she may want to suffocate you during the lesson, but once you learned, you’ll be expected to showing what you’ve learned.

 If you are REALLY shy, don’t take too long to learn though.

Nothing worse than a pissed off woman who has a shy guy at her disposal and isn’t getting to take advantage the way she wants to because she has a real deal, awkward positioned, thinks the labia is the clitoris shy guy who needs a map to find your vagina.  

Shy guys don’t always finish last.
It’s not the open-minded, freaky deaky, do it up the rear seat folk who are getting all the loving.

Shy guys score too!

Like all the time…

I bet there is some shy guy somewhere in the world getting ridden by an angry woman like a wild stallion right now.

And, like a soldier, he is taking it.

He is letting her curse him out. (He knows she doesn’t really mean it)

He is letting her grab his face and mark up his skin . (Bruises heel.)

He wants her to scratch him. (It feels good.)

He’s a shy guy… he wants all those things, he just doesn’t know how to ask…
So go out there and get him…
And fuck him up!
As your coming, say Mr Oh taught you…

By Mr Oh

 

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Power of the Feline

Your a woman!

You know yourself… at least I hope you do…

Because you my dear are the most powerful woman on the planet.
As a mother, sister, daughter, cousin and a WOMAN, you are built to stand the test of time…

And you give birth too…

There’s not a salute big enough…

But there’s something that women HAVE that, to men, make them leaders.
And men want it.
Something that mpake them our mistresses of indecision.
Our hostess at dinner time between the sheets.
Something that makes men slaves to the alter of THE WOMAN.

Shhhh, down kitty…

Yessur…

I’m talking about the Power of the Feline. Or pussy… or vagina if you wanna be proper. Narni if your old school, vajayjay if your LIKE THAT, phat monkey, blue magic, endo, gushy stuff, sugar walls, camel meat, downtown, lower smile and the many different variations we use.

As a man, I can easily admit that in my youthful experimentation days, I got caught in the Power.
More like grabbed round the throat and choked to within an inch of my life.
That sweet thang had me spending money I didn’t have, making promises I couldn’t keep and doing things I was strictly against.
But the Power was too strong and the owner of the Power knew how to use it.

Though they may not admit it, men are reading this thinking they fully have control of the Power in their lives.
Sure, they’ll beat it up and dagger it down but, do they REALLY have it under control?
Think about it guys…

You may know how to make the pussy vibrate with your Mario pipe but, at that moment of dripping wallpaper and succulent rhythm, you can’t imagine being anywhere else.
That is the Power on yo ass…

But the worst thing about the Power… and this is one of those unspoken things that you notice but never talk about…
The fact that a woman’s Power grabs you from the moment you look at her.
She might not be giving it to you but, as a man, you’ve pictured her legs on your shoulders and her sex faces humming to your song.

It’s like you can smell it…

The Power can make a man do damn near anything.
It’s sheer force will make a man go into his pocket for some ching ching… and men LIKE their ching ching…
But the Power tells him to do it…

He can TASTE it in the back of his throat and its fucking up his head.
Now SOME men are hip to the game that the Power brings but they still have their moments of weakness…

Hold on… wait…

See, the Power’s at work in my mind…

You haven’t even hit it yet…

The Power is so damn strong that you are behaving like an idiot for her and questioning things in your own life and you are yet to hit the skins…

Where’s the control now?

Behind every strong man is a strong woman but the Power of the Feline is running his mind.
He can describe to you blow-by-blow the last time he suffered as a result of the Power’s… power, lol.
Maybe he came to pick you up and waited the extra 20 minutes you took to get ready, complaint free…
Or he did something that surprised you in a good way…

It’s the Power at work…

Sweet to the taste and slick as grease on the fingers…

The Power is the IDEA of pussy… the thought of being inside it, the memory of the time she creamed on your dick in thick globs and sucked it off, any opportunity just to be in its presence.

It can start wars, make a clever man dumb and destroy lives in the wrong hands.

Some women use it for good, some women use it for evil (cough Katicus Stackicus cough), some don’t use it at all and some don’t even know they have it.

But really, women don’t have to put effort into using it.
The Power of the Feline is a strong subliminal thing that is right before your eyes but your still blind to it.

In our highly sexualised society, women are pushing their Power in ways like never before.
It’s in music, on our TVs, in newspapers and magazines and in our homes.

These may possibly be the rantings of a highly sexual writer whose had his ass whupped by the Power many times, OR, there are one or two vajayjays out there inflating in the lip area at the thought of the Power emanating into the ether.
Not to be confused with general bad hygiene.

Do you see the Power of the Feline?
If your a woman, do you feel it?
Do you use it?
If your a man, have you HONESTLY ever been assaulted by it?
Can you harness it?

Do you REALLY understand how deep it goes?
No pun intended.

Writing Little Black Book 2, the Power of the Feline is sprinkled ALL over the pages… just wait and see…

By Mr Oh

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