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Are you proud of your head game?

Ratlling along in 2013, I still hear stories of folk meeting people who don’t give head… for whatever reason.

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Personally I cannot fathom that such people exist even though I’ve met them myself. Probably ghosts.
But, with all that said, you know what the saddest thing is about those people?
They never have the chance to be PROUD of their head game.
They’ll never get to experience the joy of… well, we’ll get into the joys in a mo.

Head givers in general, especially those who like doing what they do, are majorly proud of the feats they can pull off with their mouths. Some are damn proud!
Both male and female.
If you are one of those said male or females then you know what pride it is I speak of.
If you’re not sure, lemme give you a scenario…

Sirs… you have her laid back with her legs over your shoulders and her lips open, hood pulled back, button exposed and ready to be pressed like R1 and you do the thing that you damn well know will make her moan or
Arch her back or
Cover her face or
Tap out or
Call for Jesus or
Try and pull your head away or
SLAP you….

And while she’s doing all these things, your down between her thighs looking up at her and saying to yourself…
“That’s right! This is what I do!”

Swap it round…
Ladies, same scenario.

He’s laid back, relaxed, you’re crouched down, ready to attack.
And then you go in.
But you dont just go in do you?
Oh no no no no…
You pull out all the stops, all the tricks of your trade you’ve learnt and you get him with it. You know there’s no point going half mast with it.
And you watch him squirm…
And look at you with shocked eyes…
And feeling his toes curl…
And hearing him moan his ass off…
And saying that right kind of saucy shit that makes you step up your game.

And all these moments you watch him go through are all done with the power of your mouth.

Now come on ladies and gents, you gotta feel a bit of pride knowing you can bring your partner down from a shit talking, bravado swinging ego monster to a quivering, heavy breathing mess who can’t seem to make it to their feet.
If you are serious with your head then you should be going through flashback moments in your sexual career when you put such good oral deliciousness on someone and made them damn near freak the fuck out.

I mean, how can you not feel proud as a woman, to put your lips around his dick and maybe a minute later, he’s done?
Yeah yeah yeah, I know… Missy featuring Ludacris and Trina… one minute man I know.
Obviously the onus is put on the man to have better stamina. And maybe he should.
Or maybe he’s had to deal with an unbelievably high grade of head that requires mental fortitude and spiritual enlightenment to survive.
When a woman has good head and knows how to use it, the man could build an Ironman suit around his dick and still come quick.
And if you my dear are like that with your head game, stand yo ass up and clap. (Cheeks or hands… up to you.)

With men in general, or personally speaking, if I’m able to make a woman come with my mouth in under 30 seconds, I won’t think she’s a one minute woman (hmmm… why not actually? Maybe it’s time to turn the tables…)
I’d feel proud of my head education and my talent with the tongue that has given me the power to make a woman cum quicker than a melting ice cube in hot water.

Those out there who don’t give head or do it just to placate their partner have no idea what I’m talking about.
But the rest of you know.

Because you have that pride, don’t you?

You have that power in your game that you can say to yourself ‘lemme give em some head and put em to sleep’ then proceed to do so…

You know that a twist of the hand there, a flick here and a quick rub there can make them react in the way you want them to.
Because you got it like that.

Now you don’t necessarily perform an X-Factor audition from the rooftops to all and sundry about the things you can do.
You save them for when someone is about to experience.

And when they do experience and they’re laying there in a heaving breathing heap and you stand over them like a victorious warrior, this is what you do.

You get real close to their face…
Inches away even…
Then take a few moments to watch them shiver and continue to feel the work your mouth just completed.
Then you copy the scene from R. Kelly’s Down Low video with Mr Biggs and you say…

“LOOK AT ME!!! I DID THIS TO YOU!!!”

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Have some pride in your head… you know damn well what you’re capable of doing… so have some pride in ya thang thang…

Like Morpheus said…

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Let’s start a #HGP (head givers pride) revolution!!!

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Mr Oh

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Do submissives exist?

He’s sitting there.
Or maybe he’s not depending on how you run your thang.
Maybe you’ve already put him to work.
Maybe you just like the idea of having him around before he gets to his true purpose for being with you.
After a moment, the mood in the air has changed from watching an episode of Csi to having him between your thighs while you’re looking down, watching him with his tongue extended making feather touches on your clit.

Have you ever met such a person? Or as they’re officially called Submissive pussy eaters.
I wrote a blog on such a subject two years ago on my blog Submissive pussy eaters and since then, have things changed?
Are there more men out there who are making themselves solely available for the purpose of eating you out?
Are the women of today still suffering the likes of Mr Non-eater or even worse sub-standard head that makes you think “you might as well have not bothered.”

Would you say you’re hearing from friends or experiencing yourself the experience of a submissive who you have an agreement with where the only thing they go there to do is eat you out?
They could come round and sit with you and just chill before you stop proceedings and just pull down whatever you have on and just say… “Heeeeeeeey, its that time? ”

Have you met such a person? Are you still suffering?
Or are you secretly enjoying the sweeting, no stringing, lip smacking, clit shining, head grabbing, eye contacting, dirty cursing, thigh kissing, eye rolling, tongue lashing, dominating, face cumming, no stopping head and keeping this lil piece of information to yourself?
Not telling anyone because you don’t want your dirty little secret to get out? (Little Black Book readers see what I did there…)

Do YOU have a submissive pussy eater in your possession?

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The ego of oral…

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This is not one of those blogs for those who don’t give head, like it or find themselves disgusted by it.

If you’re one of those folk then maybe you should skip this one.
Because this is for the best of em.
The Oscar winners of the mouth players.
The multi-Grammy award winners of the aural persuasion.

Those who are proud of their head game and make sure any groin in front of them knows about it.
This is about the ego of your own head game.

The true blue head givers know what I’m talking about.
See when it comes to giving head, you can be one of three people.
1) Someone who just gives head to please their partner.
2) Someone who doesn’t like to give or receive head (I thought I told u to get out of here!)
3) Someone who learned their head trade, perfected it and put themselves in the category of best motherfucking head giver… EVER!

See for us, who are proud of the work our mouths do, there is no one in the WORLD who gives better head than us. There may be others out there who ‘claim’ to have the skills that we possess but they’re close but no cigar.
We are the mountain top, the peak of the head district, the Dubai hotel of head givers.
We understand that certain people out there know us simply for being the stone cold mouth pleasure makers we are. Sometimes we get offended like, ‘oh all you know us for is our head game…you just wanna come here, get some head then bounce’.
But on the other hand, the ego kicks in behind the offence and says, ‘that’s right,  head game killer strikes again’.

Like when that booty call calls you and as soon as you see their name on your text,email or tweet,  you know exactly what time it is.
They want that head. Sure they may want the whole sex shebang but what they really REALLY want is that head you introduced them too.
After you’ve arranged to see them, in your mind,  you’re already planning how to get em when they get there.
Because you know that they know that you know that you’re gonna see em and send em packing while they say to themselves,  ‘THAT has got to be the best head ever!’

You have an ego about your head game because it is the shit. It’s the best head game since sex was created. Your mouth should come with a sign that says  ‘may cause drowsiness and itis-like feelings’. You’ve done things with your mouth that some people haven’t done with hours of intercourse.
Ladies, you know there’s not a woman on earth who can do the lick, throat dip and spit the way you do that shit.
Gents, you know that no matter who she has between her thighs, no one will be able to make her cum, scream, sheet grab and black out the way you do.

You may not talk about it, you may not sing about it,  you may not shout it out from the rooftops, but you’re proud of the power your mouth possesses over others.
As the head giver, you love the way you make the person moan, the way you make their toes curl (not just curl, I’m talking bout digging INTO the carpet), the way you make them tap out.
You wanna make em do that. It’s what your known for.
Internationally known and locally accepted.

The ego of the head giver is grown by the orgasms they taste, the toes they curl, the mattresses that get slapped in honour of your effort and the looks of  ‘WHAT THE FUCK’ you get from those who feel your game.
Anyone who feels they’re good, no GREAT, at giving head knows what I mean.
You know what your doing and you do it well.
Your reputation proceedes you because you’re that Damn bad.
You have a mental gallery of folk who’ve succumbed to your oral skills and their heavy breathing carcass afterwards.

You have an ego because you are good at what you do.
You send motherfuckers walking away woozy and confused as to what just happened.
That’s what happens when your ego is tested.

You are bad and you know it.
Let your ego show it!

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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.

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Mr Oh

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Watch it going in…

We all know that when it comes to sex, it’s all about the doing, the feeling, the experiencing, the tasting, the memories, the etc…
But there’s one particular thing that, as sexual people, we love to do.
It’s a small little something that works as a tease or could be the last thing you do before an almighty, shiver down your spine, speak in another language orgasm rocks your spot.
It’s such a small, simple thing but plays such a major factor in how you feel during sex. It’s something you can do with your eyes closed, you can do with you mind and can be the key for the gate that is keeping that animal of yours locked down.

I’m talking about watching.

Not just ‘watching’ said in a blah sorta way… watching is a lot more than just blah…

Watching is when you choose to watch, from whatever position you’ve been twisted into. Seeing the dick slide deep into you slow, then watching it slide back out, maybe slightly mistier than it was when it went in.
Having her ass in the air and having both cheeks in your hands, the both of you flowing in unison… as you push the dick in, she moves in tandem and it feels all sweet and shit.
THAT watching.

For some of the population, watching can be a minor something that they always do and enjoy. But for others, to watch the feeling can heighten an already juicy moment and make a single orgasm turn into a double dribble.
Case in point…

Ladies… picture this: he has you on your back… your legs are in the air… like REALLY in the air… he’s got you at east and west. He’s maybe drilling you like concrete or he maybe slow rolling himself inside you. Either way, from your head back position, you choose to raise your head and look down at the dick that you can feel inning and outing.
When your head was back, feeling it alone was one thing but when you looked at it, hopefully nice, thick and to your specifications, you are now seeing and feeling at the same time. Definitely enough to increase the heat, harden a nipple, raise a moan or make an orgasm real juicy fruit.

Fellas, for you she may maybe in one of two positions. These are the worst to be forced to watch and THEN have to hold off an orgasm against. Well there’s three if I think about but… okay… there’s THREE that are the worst to have to watch and THEN have to hold off an orgasm against.
They are the reverse cowgirl… if you’ve been there, done that and seen the video, then you know how hard it is to have restraint when all you have to watch is an ass bouncing up and down. Worst thing about this position is that if you are a fan, and she realises this, she’s then able to really work her waist. This DOES improve the watching but it DOES make it harder to hold back an orgasm. And you don’t wanna have to perform the classic, ‘grab the waist and slow her the fuck down before she kills me’ move.
The second position is doggystyle… pretty much for the same reasons as reverse cowgirl but this is worse because she is on her knees, which gives her more leverage to move her hips back and forth, round and round, left and right.
AGAIN, it does improve the viewing… just watching ya dick going in and out without you having to move is the BOMB DIGGY BOMB but even the most experienced of swordsmen knows that when they find a woman who can MOVE her thang, it’s an exercise in Jack Bauer- style restraint under some back it up pressure. Many a man have got themselves into that position thinking they could handle it, only to watch the waist move in some solid, fluid, round and round movement and buss so quickly, it took them by surprise.
(The apology is genuine… still sucks though.)

Third and final worst position for a man to have to watch, but still love and enjoy to watch is the sideways slalom. That’s the position when she slides onto her side and you come in from the back. You might be lying behind her or you might be on your knees but either way, its a bitch to watch. A pleasurable bitch but a bitch nonetheless. Like the previous two, this position gives the woman the control to be able to move without you having to move. I mean, come on, someone flash a lighter for a woman who knows how to MOVE in this position. Not just back and forth, it’s like the choreography for a Beyonce video the way she moves. (**FLASH UP UNO LIGHTER**)

Even though this is true for intercourse, this is singly, doubly, triply true for oral sex. Maybe I should’ve even started with watching head.
DAHHH WELL…

It’s not like you didn’t think I wasn’t gonna mention it.
Now I am, booooy, there’s is nothing like watching some good oral sex. Watching porn and seeing it, for masturbating men and some women, helps to imagine being there. So when you have a willing mouth at the ready, armed with technique, muscle control, good skills, tongue groove, etc. And they like to LOOK at you, there’s nothing else you can do but look. But, damn, should you?
Of course you should. Your a swinging swordsman and this type of attack should be fought against at all costs. But that’s not easy when you see how good it looks and you can feel how good it looks and then it looks slightly better and then she does something else and you can’t help but watch and then it feels good and it looks good and before you know it, your knees buckle and she’s swallowing.
A woman watcher in this position, who likes to look back at you while she’s giving head is a DEMON WOMAN and is only for the most ninja of swordsmen out there. ‘Cuz she knows how to use those eyes of hers. It’s actually sinister how good she looks when she is looking at you doing what she’s doing. Your reading her eyes, getting sucked in, literally and figuratively. Then before you know it, looking into her eyes, watching her mouth, feeling her mouth, has you announcing your arrival, hoping she’ll look at you like, ‘yeah, and?’
That’s always a Homer-style WHOOO HOOOO moment.

But, in the reverse of the 69, ladies, you know what it’s like to watch a master of the clit lick doing his slick shit. Best position for a woman to watch her pussy being eaten has got to be on her back…
And just as I wrote that, I thought, ‘but then again, a chair is a good position to watch from too’.
Okay, there’s TWO good ones for a woman to watch from.
First is the classic laid flat on her back with her legs going this way and that. With a few pillows behind her head, she’s cool and comfortable, able to flip her head whichever way she wants and then take a quick peek at what and how this man (or woman) is licking her all the way to pleasure central… fast train.
Throw in the fact that you can wrap your hands around their head and make them get more intense is a joy to watch because then you get to watch and feel it get more intense.
The second position to watch a man give a woman head in has got to the be the chair. That’s when a woman climbs on and sits on your face, looking down at you. Really all she should be able to see is a nose, a pair of eyes and a forehead. From writing Little Black Book, I’ve been informed that sitting on a man’s face is a BIG, troublesome sunnuvaposition to watch your pussy being eaten in. It’s coupled with the fact that you pretty much free reign over the face below you so you can help make it feel good. And you do. And it does. And you look down… at the eyes so willing ,so hungry, so accepting, so delicious, so saying to you ‘FUCK MY FACE’, so… *cough cough* sorry, I got a bit too into that…

But you know what I’m saying… or what I’m seeing…

Oh… or maybe you lean one hand on the wall and pick up his head with the other and really MAKE him eat that…

Okay….. WOOOOOOOSAAAAAHHHHH!

Apparently some men like that position, but I’m not so sure, lol… *Tyrone Biggums itch*

But hopefully, you’ve seen what I’ve meant.
Watching is a beautiful thing to do. To feel the sex is one thing but to watch it combines the feeling and the seeing in one big, 3D reality feeling that should be present during every sexual encounter you encounter.
Best time is when you’ve been knocking those boots for a while and you haven’t looked for a while and you’ve said to yourself, ‘I’m not gonna look, I’m not gonna look’ and you look and you’re like, ‘damn, I shouldn’t have looked’.
Then you come… as you take another look.

Delicious, wouldn’t you agree?

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Letter to the bigger lady

Dear Woman,

Dear bigger, thicker, more fuller, curvaceous, adventurous woman that you are.
I have been thinking about you for a long time. I guess you’ve been on my mind because I’ve been a fan of yours for the longest time.
A fan is maybe not the right term… I should say I love YOU!

Big girl, thick girl, PHAT, whatever you call yaself…. sheeeeeet you may just call yourself woman but I have been watching you for the longest time and I cannot get enough of you.
Maybe it’s because I’ve grown up in a black household of big women with bigger shapes, bigger personalities and bigger behinds.
I don’t know.
Whatever it is… I’ve got a MAJOR crush on you.

This crush has not been helped thanks to the existence of such beautiful big women such as Jill Scott, who is tip top on my list of big women who will find herself in a “situation” if she ever tripped and fell in front of me.

(Careful Jill…)

See, I’m not gonna write to you and say something like, ‘oh, I like your big personality’, that, to me, is quite offensive. What the fuck is a big personality?

Just because a woman is big, doesn’t mean she is super jolly and armed with a jolly sense of living life to the fullest, just because she’s big and the only thing to make her smile is a keen sense of carpe diem.

NO!

I’m here to say I love your curves.
You may be siting on a size 18 shape, with one or two rolls across the middle but I freaking love you just the same. You and the rolls.
I’m not sure about you but those stretch marks, the fullness of you, the way you look DELICIOUS when you put a corset on, the general warmth of you, etc.
All of that together makes me a willing visitor to the church of the big woman where you are praised.

I don’t ponder to stereotypes of you; that your a good cook, that you laugh a lot and that your belly jiggles when you giggle. (Well that last one maybe true, but still, doesn’t mean I love it any less.)
I’m talking to those real big women. You know who you are.
Your size, to me, is irrelevant. The attraction to you is what’s important.
The fact that there’s more of you; more to kiss, more to lick, more to taste, more to be around.
More often than not you can cook ya ass off and being in your company is always the shit.

Now, I haven’t said anything about your sex because, well, I thought I would keep it clean and clean. But since I’m talking about it… you are the SYYYYYYYYRUP!
That means you taste great at all times, you look great when your poured and covering me, when you give head the world is alright with me and I always keep a bottle of you close by.
A thick woman, possibly verging on bbw (that’s big black woman) is the dream of dreams and to be able to sexually engage with one is nothing short of a life experience.
Sure, like any woman, she has the same nuts and bolts as a smaller woman but there’s MORE of ’em … and their nuts and bolts are bigger too…

As everyone knows, there ain’t no party like a thick girl head party cuz that shit will make toes curl all night!
The pleasure of having a larger woman between your thighs is something I can talk about but I won’t be able to fully create the picture of how GOOD it is.
Ya mouth, thankfully, is quite accommodating… that’s the nice way of saying ‘quite large’. Ever so helpful when you are throwing ya NECK in, tongue sliding and deepthroating, quite easily I might add. (Check out any bbw porn video of a thick woman giving head and you’ll witness a sight of pure genius thinking.)

This letter isn’t just about how sexy you look in amateur-recorded videos watched on phone screens, its about more than that part of you.
Some of the most wildest experiences of my career have involved thick, full figured, sometimes more ass than you ever thought you could feasibly challenge women.
But it’s not just the wildness of you, it’s just about you.
I can’t explain why the stretch marks you rub religiously with cocoa butter endear, the way you fill clothes with your shapely ways attract me and the beauty I see in you addicts me.
I thank God you exist.
I kinda thank God that no matter how hard you try you just can’t seem to shift that last piece of weight that hangs onto you.
I understand you may be relatively self-conscious to stand without covering yourself but I LOVE to stare at you naked… curves, bumps and all.

These are the things that make you so damn delectable to me and I just wanna say… thank you.

Thank you for walking and switching that ass like that, thank you for filling out those jeans (sometimes spilling out), thank you for walking past with that amazing cleavage, thank you for knowing how to REALLY take a spank on the ass, thank you for such expert head, thank you for constantly inspiring my dirty mind, thank you for filling out corsets, thank you for being blessed with such stature.

Thank you…

Ya make the world go round…

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To be whipped or not to be whipped

 

 

Like you REALLY have a choice…

And that’s the beautiful aspect of being pussy whipped. You have no control over it!

After Chantelle Mbye’s ‘Dick Whipped’ article on mydirtyglove.com, I was inspired to talk about the issue of being pussy whipped.
The term is old school in its inception and describes a man who has been ‘whipped’ by good sex or a good woman in general.

This can be deduced by the male’s behaviour, his desire to want to please said female (or so he thinks is HIS desire) and his own sense of ‘I just want to see her’.

To be pussy whipped, means that she hit you with something that made you wanna slap your mama and now you cannot stop thinking about her or the things she did to you. And you want it regularly!

Men sometimes like to act like no pussy can whip them. (I can hear a chorus of men saying, ‘please, no pussy’s whipped me… I whip that pussy’) – but THAT dude is the one who was whipped by some Grade A, tick tocking, quinting woman with a cape on her clitoris that has a giant S on it. And, at some point, he vowed to never let it happen again.

The thing about being pussy whipped or even being dick whipped is the assumption that you have a choice. When you know damn well you don’t. You know when you lie down with a woman and you’re in between the sheets, and you are making that magic, you know EXACTLY the moment when you realise that the pussy has whipped you. Whether you admit it to yourself or not is another story but you KNOW that the ‘bend over to the front and touch your toes’ move she suddenly dropped on you is gonna be bringing you back.

OR…

Good head…

Many a man have been hooked and fucked up via a blowjob that made his toes curl, he was grabbing at the sheets, had his hands all up in her hair and basically didn’t know what to do with himself. A woman with a dangerous head technique can keep a guy coming back even if the sex is rubbish. That’s technically ‘lip whipped’ but it keeps you coming back!

It makes you answer the phone at stupid o’clock to go and see her at the possibility of a lil’ some something, you could go round to her house and WAIT more than four hours if she’s said that she’s gonna give you some, you’ll tell her the dick is hers when she has it in her mouth in that special ‘sloppy’ way (if your not getting that good slop, you MIGHT just be missing out – FYI.)

The problem with being pussy whipped is the loss of control men experience. It’s like we jump out of our bodies and SEE ourselves being pussy whipped but we like to try and play it off like, ‘just this last time’. But the last time is always the next time.

Is it possible to not be pussy whipped?

To answer that question, I quote John Witherspoon in Boomerang when he said to the Eddie Murphy: ‘don’t let yourself be pussy whipped. You gotta reverse it! Whip that pussy. BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!’

Reverse it and make her dick whipped!

But if you are forever trying to make her ‘dick whipped’ but fail, that’s a sign that you MIGHT be pussy whipped. (Think about it.)

Even the most experienced of swordsmen have fallen at the feet of a queen with good waist action with knowledge of the dick and knows make you feel good like Tony Toni Tone.

Careful fellas, women KNOW what they’re doing!

 

(Did you click the pic? lol)

 

By Mr Oh

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