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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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Cuming with your companion

Paint the picture…

Imagine an ANY sex situation where you and your partner are making the sex the right way… he is gripping the good thing well and she is writhing and wining, moving and grinding and doing everything the way things should be done.
You look in your partner’s eyes and they are having the time of their life, this is the sex you been dreaming about…
It’s the shit in every way possible…
Then you look at your partner and you can tell by their face that they are close to their orgasm.
Then they come… JUST before you do.
And ruins the whole thang thang…

Why?

Because you were planning to come at the same time as them and they ruined it… now you gotta come by yourself…

MEH!

Not everyone out there knows about the sweet, taste in the back of your throat feeling that comes attached with coming at the same time as your partner.
I mean, it’s not just the feeling of the same time orgasm but it’s the different build up for both of you as well.

Hopefully, you’ve been there…

Looking up, or down, at your partner and you can see their face. You can hear them breathing, you can see their hands grabbing and reaching and you know what time it is. Working that good feeling, you manage to get to a nice point where you can balance your orgasm out. (If you don’t know how to balance out an orgasm, check the bottom of the blog for school.)
As their moans get higher, that’s when you get your orgasm closer and closer and when you feel the first signs of her orgasm, that’s when you stroke to the end.

Simple.

But not always.
Some men find it hard to hold off or even time their orgasm to coincide with their partners whereas women, who come like WHENEVER THEY WANT, already know about the deliciousness of such a feeling.
You both lay there; hot and bothered, breathing heavily, she exhales, he inhales and its just a sweet moment.
For men, especially the inexperienced of swordsmen, it’s not easy to time or, in most cases, hold OFF their orgasm. Selfish lovers aren’t even thinking about timing an orgasm.
But you guys don’t know what your missing.
If you’ve ever been there and come at the same time as your partner, you know how how much she can enjoy it. You know the STYLE of sound she makes and how different it is to a normal orgasm sound.

I dunno what it is about such a sensation that makes it feel right… Ok, I think I do…
Sex is between two people… sometimes three or four depending on how lucky you are. So to come to a point where, after a number of hours or minutes (for SHAME), you both, at the same time, get to the height of your pleasure TOGETHER, there’s nothing better. And, for some women, there’s another orgasm hidden INSIDE a joint orgasm.

Nothing more irritating than the moment when, as a guy, you watch her getting to her mountain top and your orgasm is close close closer than close (closer than you ever could imagine USSSSSSS)
And your CLOSE but not there yet, then just as you get to the same point as her, she comes before you…

BOOOOOO…

Nothing more jarring than trying to come at the same time as your partner then missing it by a few seconds.

BUT…

That’s not always a problem. Because, to some, the AFTER orgasm is also as tasty.
The after orgasm is the moment when one of you comes AFTER the other one but its not a problem because the delay helps her own orgasm which bubbles on nicely for a few. With a man, the sound of her moan, the way she groans in pleasure and the slickness of her walls helps draw him out.

And on that note, I think it’s time for a Ric Flair style WOOOOOOOOOOOO…

Orgasms FEEL good… not just to the orgasmer but to the orgasmeee…
It’s the feeling or the build up and the surge and the heat from the liquid inside her (or in the condom).
When a man is working inside his woman (or someone else’s woman) she can feel his dick (duh)…
But when he is getting close to an orgasm, she can feel his dick get stronger, thicker, fuller…
To a woman’s sugar walls, that’s like the moment when you bite into a Krispy Kreme rasberry-filled donut and after the initial bite, the second bite you take makes the raspberry shoot out into your mouth.

(I know its not exactly like that but whatyougunnado.)
Feeling a dick get stronger inside you is always a good feeling… not just for the women…
For the man, it lets him know that there’s AT LEAST another three or four strokes before the end.
With the first shot of a man’s orgasm it’s the initial jerk, when the penis is at its hardest. The heat and feeling of the shot, condomed or not, can heighten the way she already feels.
The following shots can do the same and before you know it, she’s moaning and shaking.

YAAAAAAAY!!!

Another good aspect of the joint orgasm is the simplest, but also the most pure of good feelings. And that is the FEELING of coming at the same time as your partner. Regardless of whether they’re a one night or a one life partner, its a simple pleasure.

It’s like one GIANT orgasm… ya both breathing, sweating, moaning, mouth open, eye connecting, soul merging on some R&B song shit…

“I SAW THE SUN, THE MOON, THE MOUNTAINS AND THE RIVERS, I SAW HEAVEN WHEN I MADE SWEET LOVE TO YOU…”

Those type of tunes…

Look in each others eyes after a same time orgasm and see if there isn’t something like a glint in ya partners eyes.
Cuz they know what just took place… and they liked it…

IF you did it right, they SHOULD be shivering every few seconds too…

A shared orgasm is something that should happen all the time.. I mean you don’t have sex by yourself so you should always aim to end at the same time as your partner.
It’s NOT always easy and it does take a whole heap of self-control to be able to delay your good feeling or even speed it up but it is SO worth it…

Joint cummers who cum jointly smell the scent in my room, right?!
If you don’t then you need to train ya dick, and try some new shit…

By Mr Oh

****SIDE ORGASM****

How to balance out an orgasm…

If you, sir, get to that point and when you reach that point, there’s no way to stop it, then this is for you!

Just a few words on how to balance out your orgasm, or how to make it chill out until your ready for it.
Not easy but doable…
Really this is knowledge all men should have but, if your one of those men who don’t know, or if your man needs to learn a thing or three ‘cuz he KEEPS bussin’ JUST before you need him to, send him here…

Basically, if you feel yourself coming, stop doing what it is that you were doing to make it feel that good. And do the opposite.
So if you were working fast, slow down, if you were slow stroking, speed up.
If you have here doggystyle and get mesmerised by the way her booty shakes with every thrust, stop completely (cuz that shit will kill ya).
To balance out an orgasm to try and aline it with her own, you just have to change what your doing to something completely different until the feeling subsides…
Nothing more nothing less…

KEEP CUMMING….

(Italia Blue can keep ANYONE cumming…)

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You can’t hear me but you feel me…

Now we all know that we like a bit of dirty talk here and there to set the mood, keep it bubbling and scratch an itch that lil bit more.
We love to hear it, we love to speak it, we love the way it makes us feel, we love how it creeps up and down our spines, the way it sneaks into our ears and can change the sex game from something of nothing to something of the best thing.
But this blog isn’t about dirty talk in it’s original, loud shouting, high pitched screaming format, oh no no no, I’m coming at this one from a different angle.
Or maybe a quieter angle.

See, I’m on about that talk.
Not just THAT talk, I mean that talk.

Talk that’s produced during some waist grabbing, hard hip spinning, dip low and draw it in movements of nakedness between you and your respective other.
Movements and actions that inspire you to start saying shit. Some shit that you are not necessarily saying to the other person, you are just saying it.
And it makes you feel real damn good to say it.

But what is it your saying?!

Only you know…

You know what it is you say when you say what you say under your breath in a tone that is damn near a whisper. You, as the pleasure taker, may hear it in a passing whisper, as a quiet something that you actually have to ask, ‘did you say something?’
You don’t necessarily know what is being said and they are not really saying it for you to hear.
They just want to say it.
You are looking down at that body in front of you and you can see it vibrating from the things your doing and the person’s head is thrashing left to right and your lording over them and, for some reason, under your breath, you feel the need to say something like “yeah, your gonna TAKE this shit whether you like it or not.”

The talk that people seem to throw out in these situations is usually the type of things that they don’t want their respective other to hear.
You may have your lady in some leg scissors move that has her reaching for the sheets, looking for a way out of the position but she has no where to go. And she’s struggling, and she’s squirming and she is tapping out and she’s biting her lip and all that jazz.
Then just as she is in the middle of her wail, he looks down at her like, “yeah, that’s right bitch, take this dick.”

WHOA, WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?

He could be the most respective, open the door, pays for every meal, always makes you come first kinda dude but his mouth lost control and he said some out of nowhere shit like that.
Don’t be mad at him; he didn’t necessarily mean it like that. It was just a natural response.
But it made him feel good to say it. He might of tried to drop it, hoping you’ll respond. (This is used as a check point for him to find out if he can get away with saying certain things. This is where he’ll start off quietly and if he says it louder the next time and you don’t say anything, he’ll feel the freedom to break it out.)

As the person who may possibly hear such things, you do wonder if in fact you heard what you heard… but if its said in the right tone, it spurs you on.
Because you know the person didn’t mean for you to hear it. In fact its mainly said for their own benefit…
They like the sound of it in their own head.
Maybe they are giving themselves instructions on how to keep you making those tap out sounds.
Either way, let ’em go with it.

It’s not being done in an offensive way or meaning to be disrespectful in any way, shape or form… it’s just words being fed by a physical feeling.
Sometimes you can hear your partner saying nothing but loving, appreciative, beautiful things under their breath because of the things that your doing. And you hear them and you feel like, ‘awwwww, my loving is making their mouth sweet’.
But, really, to make your partner curse all raw hardcore like Quick Draw McGraw has to be the better reward.
For me, there is nothing more appreciative of a good sex game than your partner cursing you the FUCK out.
When I say cursing you out, I mean, like REALLY calling you some offensive shit that, had they said it in a normal argument, you’d wanna fight.
But then, there is nothing more EXCITING than giving someone that good feeling that makes them groan some real deep shit.

Some examples of things that are said under the breath of men and women during a righteous rogering session include:

You’re gonna TAKE this!
You like that don’t you?
FUCK YOU!!
Take THAT!
You ARE a dirty little fucker aren’t you?
EAT THAT SHIT
SUCK MY DICK BITCH
OH MY GOD
I’M GONNA FUCK UP YOUR FACE
How do I taste?
MAKE me come with your dirty fuck face
Oh your GONNA make me SPRAY you

And many many more… what are your under the breath favourites?

If you’ve ever had that loving put on you that has made you feel the need to talk under your breath and say some shit that your partner may not wanna hear or appreciate, then you are well aware of the power of such loving.
You know how it feels to THINK you heard something or watch your partner LITERALLY talk to themselves when its that good.
Because it’s really THAT good.

It’s not a complaint, in fact, I implore you to do it more.
Talk that thang, say that madness, make it sound the way you want.
Say it loud, don’t give a fuck… make it work for ya…
It’s only a lower verbal representation of how good it feels to ya.
If you feel THAT good, let ’em hear ya…

By Mr Oh

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Ever played ‘Tell Me When’?

Do you play games during sex?
Not like hide and go seek, rock, paper, scissors or kiss chase (though all three games can be played during sex if you slip it in right).
There is space and time for a lot of things during sex and games can sometimes be a fun addition to the session.

Out there, in between thighs and hiding behind libidos are two games that people play all the time. Sometimes they’re played knowingly, with rules and goals involved. Other times, they’re played unknowingly where the only way you know your playing a game is when eyes meet or a regular slap continues in the same place at roundabout the same time.
The games I’m bringing to ya libidos are personal creations of mine, though I imagine you may know them as something else completely different but the names are mine. (Copyright©)

I IMPLORE you to play these game as the results you get from it can only be known as mind blowing, thigh cramping, heart beating, liquid licking up business that will make a stomach shake with anticipation and make ya partner’s mouth open wide but no words come out.
It’s something I try to play every time I have a pussy in my mouth (my way of enjoying the game) but there are numerous ways to play it.
It’s not necessarily about what you use to play the games… because that is well and truly irrelevant. You could use a toilet brush and get the same results. (Though I wouldn’t use that. She won’t thank you for it and neither will he… )
Prison flashback…. ANYWHOOO…

The first game is called Tell Me When and here’s how you play…

As I said before, you may play it as a game with another name but the intention is still the same. The idea of Tell Me When is that you give control to the person you are… doing. How do you do that?

Here’s how you do that…
Let’s say you’re a man… and you have her on all fours like a dog stretching its front legs. So that ass is high and looking fly in the air. You look at the from the left and right, trying to formulate how your gonna tackle it… but you do…
The game works well and best with a partner that you have already put some work in on. So, let’s say you’re an hour into a number of position changes and she ends up with her body flattened to the bed with her ass up.
Slip in as you slip in and make sure you build a BRILLIANT rhythm that has her reaching for things just so she can grips the shit out of it. Or she’s throwing pillows off the bed in a pissed off way like, ‘why the fuck are these things here, getting in my way?’
From here, this is a good time to play the game.
When she’s wet, heavy breathing, making noises like a mix of Lethal Lipps and Italia Blue (I love her sound) then that is when you strike…
And strike hard and sudden.

To start the game, all you have to do is stop moving.
Stop pumping, stop flowing and giving her the dick that will soon make her arrive like DHL and pull out damn near to the tip.
Plain and simple… stop moving… and withdraw.
But only come out as far as you can without flopping out of her… you’re gonna need to be ready for a quick re-entry.
When you’ve done that, and her moaning stops and her moving waist stops and she turns around to look at you like, ‘why the fuck did you stop?’ – that’s when you look at her and say three simple words… “TELL ME WHEN.”
What you’re doing is giving her the control of her fuck and, more importantly, her orgasm. When she ‘tells you when’, that’s when you drive in, fast or slow, into that pussy that was ANTICIPATING your next move.
Because that sudden stop shit you just did probably annoyed her but her pussy walls were OVER-anticipating the next stroke and still buzzing.
Try it… bet you the first stroke you throw in there will make her back arch and she’ll moan a sweet moan.
The power of Tell Me When is that the receiver is getting what they want, when they want it, hopefully at the consistency that they want it. It should be like getting a vibrator worked inside you that is controlled by someone else but just the way you like.
By the time you play a few rounds of Tell Me When once or twice, she may be so close to an orgasm, she may think ‘fuck this tell me when shit’ and pound ya till she comes.
That’s a sign that you played a good game.

Ladies, this one’s for you…
Get on top of him… sit up as you do it so your arms are straight and down on his chest. This should give you the leverage to lift yaself up and down on him, letting the slippery sensation of you slide all over his dick.
Make sure you got that dude’s toe curling with good feeling and head thrashing with ‘sheeeet, I can’t hold this shit off’. That’s the best time; when your hips are rolling and he’s looking like he’s getting punched up by Deebo.
Then you stop… maybe lift off him… not so that the dick falls out but just enough that your lips are holding him straight up. Then look at him and ask him… Tell Me When…
He may probably try and grab ya hips and force the dick into you… but NUH UHHH booo booo… he’s gotta take it!
It may take one round of the game to get him INTO it but he’ll definitely like it.
As I said before, there are a number of positions this game can be played in… you just have to find a position where you can gain control of ya partner so you can make them feel real good in it then STOP!
And look at them in the eyes when they look at you – and they will look at you -and say in a strong ass voice… TELL ME WHEN!
They may not be sure at first what you’re doing but by the time you slide the dick in or slide down the dick, they’ll know fo’ sho’!
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo… and play it during oral sex…
Fellas, if you have the chance to slide a tongue in enough that she starts fucking your face… stop her suddenly. Then look up between her thighs and tell her, Tell Me When.
If she tries to quickly grab the back of your head, you know she’s almost there or she was really enjoying it… eitherway, she needs to play the game.
Ladies, if you get between his thighs are have a chance to get the dick in your mouth, work it for a while then stop just as your getting to your sloppy peak. Then look him in the eyes… with the dick still in ya mouth and then say, Tell Me When.
If you’re not sure if it will work, the only way is to try it.
You don’t have to say I told you. You can easily claim it as your own… just make sure your partner doesn’t read me blogs…

(If anyone plays Tell Me When, email me at misterohyes@googlemail.com and let me know if it worked for you as it does for me…)

BY Mr Oh

NEXT GAME: Tell Me No

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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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