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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!!!

By
Mr Oh

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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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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

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The lip below…

I’m part of a team.

Of which Bria Myles is a member (unknowingly)

A special, unbreakable, ever-growing, remarkable team.

It isn’t a fickle team with weak link members. We stand strong everyday and rep whenever we can.
Because that’s what we do.
A lot of people in the world are a part of this team, yet don’t seem to fully be aware until they are presented with the sight of the one thing that makes this team special.

If you are reading this blog then you are probably a part of this team.
Wear the uniform proudly.

My name is Mr Oh and I am a high-ranking member of Team Bottom Lip Sucker.

Firstly, I am a full-lipped, round mouthed mofo fo sho doe.
I’ve grown with these lips, been attached to ’em from the day I was born and grew them myself.
But when it comes down to the amazing art of kissing, a big lipped person is, USUALLY, the shiiiiiiiiit. (I don’t like to toot my own lips but… OHHHH YEAAAAAH.)

If you’ve ever shared a kiss with someone with large, round lips, then you know how amazing it can be. The way their lips feel so soft and comfy and bouncy and, when wet, how slippery and erotic they feel.

But there’s an individual act of kissing that makes this team the strong unit that we have become since our inception.
And that is the art of the amazing, beautiful, great feeling, seriously erotic bottom lip suck.

Saved only for the truly talented kissers out there who know that a kiss isn’t just a foreplay move before you try and reach for a breast or slide a finger beneath the waistline.
A bottom lip suck, as a receiver, is the just… UuUuUuUuuuum hmmmmmm…
It makes you back straighten, your eyes widen, your body melts, your ears pop and God comes down from his Lazy Chair on high and gives you the Carlton Banks wink and the gun.
As a giver, that’s a whole lot of different feelings and internal niceness.
When you go in for a kiss with a big lipped person, you know that it can possibly be one of the best kisses….. EVER…
Now everyone’s kissing technique is different but, the bottom lip suck, that should be a STANDARD.
If fingers, nipple tweaks and intercourse are standard aspects of sex then bottom lip sucking should be too. (Or as I like to say it in a Nigerian accent ‘borrom lip’.)

When was the last time you sucked a good bottom lip?
You know a lip when you see it. More often than not, you walk past that person or they work in your office who has that GOOD lip that you’ve seen and thought, “GOOD GOD, I’d suck that bottom lip”.
You’ve seen them bite it, watched them play with it, stared at it when the person talks, watched it expand when they smile. It’s like they are teasing you and the lip is looking at you like, “come on then, come get me… wish you WOULD come and get some…”
That’s usually when you get caught in a daydream which you wake out from with the person staring at you like “what are you staring at”?

All because of that DAMN lip…
That good lip…

Take a minute, stop and THINK about a good borrom lip you’ve seen and always wanted to suck on. You know what I mean. That one borrom lip that has made you think of crossing the distance between you and slipping that lip into your mouth and just chewing it.

Hmmmm…. Delicious…

As a youngster who grew up hating his lips, due to the fact that rubber lips, bum lips and trap mouth, were regular names I was called. But when D’Angelo came out, it was like I was a new man. I’m telling you, that dude helped make me feel comfortable with the size of my lips.
Then I started using them the way they were supposed to be made.
Now I’m a grown ass man with some big ass lips… and I know how to use these big ass lips…. YESSSUR!!!!

I know I may have said it before but I LOVE a borrom lip. Besides the great feeling of having them slide up and down your body, fiddle with your ears and the ABSOLUTELY IRREPLACEABLE feeling of when a good borrom lip sucks your dick, it really IS all about the borrom lip suck.

The best behaviour for a borrom lip suck goes a lil something like this…

Get that lip in your sights.
Stare at it.
Let your eyes tell the owner of said borrom lip that your coming for it.
Let the lip see you coming…
Prepare your own lips for taking them in.
Approach the lip and figure out how you are going to take it down…
Smile at it…
Watch how the lips meet…
Then kiss the lips… don’t just take it… smooth, slick and nicely…
Then, once the owner of the lips knows that you are happy with the kiss…
Drop ya lips an inch and take the borrom lip..
Don’t just bite it and lick it…
Kiss it.
Take that one lip between both your lips and kiss it.
Suck it…
Rub your tongue along it…
Let it ALMOST slip out of your mouth then catch it and nyam it all over again…
Take ya thumb and fold it down so you can give it a smooth lick…

If you’ve done this right then you should be able to suck her borrom lip and make her cum. That’s right… CUMMMMMM…


(Team Borrom Lip Suckers – could you imagine having Lethal’s borrom lip inna ya mouth? GEEEZ LOUISE,,,(

Suck a woman’s lip the right way with the right amount of pressure and the right amount of moisture and she will come in your mouth.
That’s the mark of a good borrom lip sucker.

And that is why I rep this team all day e’er day, 24/7, 12/365.
If you have a sexy borrom lip out there, rep that and remember that there is somone out there who has seen you and your borrom goodness and is thinking ’bout sucking it right now…

So says Mr Oh

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Nipples – the neglected arousal

We love em
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We stare at em
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We use ’em to feed
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They draw our attention through clothes.
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They smile at us
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Creep up on us.
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Tell us things..
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Read people
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Like people
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Check the weather
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Distract

Rise and fall
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Have seed sprayed on em.
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But why aren’t nipples loved in the same way or loved DOWN the same way that the clit is enveloped (do you know about the clit envelope?) or the same way that a woman’s vagina is fingered and filled?
Are there people out there who have yet to experience the feeling and emotion of a good nipple licking and sucking and massaging that sets up the same kinda feeling that trickles along the trail of an orgasm?
Nipples are everywhere… poking thru sheer tops, locked under bras and pressed against windows with soapy water and they, like the back of a woman’s knees, are regularly left alone and not given the love, respect and arousal techniques that they deserve.
Nipples are genius little things because, well, there’s two of em. They change right before your eyes, we all have our favourite ones and if your lucky, you meet someone who has a really large pair of nipples who makes you think, ‘Wow, those are some big ass nipples’.

As a lover and a lover (I said it twice ‘cuz I don’t play, lol), nipples are a part of the ‘sexual mini trinity’ of a woman and should be taken into account and PRAISED.
This tripod of poking parts are a part of Monica Geller’s ‘7’ and can be reached by ya hands, ya mouth or other extremities.
Wrap a tongue, take a flick, rub it down, grind it on, cup the ting, buss pon it, tit wank the ting, but give some time for the nipples.
So, how do you treat nipples?
Not YOUR nipples, I mean the nipples of the OTHER person?
Do you treat ’em with respect?
Do you show ’em love?

If you don’t here’s a few ways for you to show your partner’s nipples that you are well versed and well aware of the double in the tripod that deserves your full and undivided attention.

HANDS – with your hands, you need to make sure that you realise that its not just about your fingers in this, its your whole entire hand.
Whether you grab ’em all out, softly stroke, lightly caress or give those breasts and nipples a good squeeze, you gotta give it SOMETHING.
If your partner likes hands, make sure you grab from the bottom of the breast until you end up at the tip, with a nipple between your fingers.
If ya partner prefers soft touches, strokes and the like, give em smooth, slow, deathly teasing touches on his or her nipple.

Now, if you’ve had some hands on ya breasts and nipples and you need a bit more, then your respective other needs to use their mouth.

MOUTH – now, here’s where nipples should REALLY get loved. When a nipple is in your mouth or you have their nipple in your mouth, you should know that this is the one place where they want you to be.
Wet mouth only. Not a soaking, drooling, spit covered mouth that needs a towel or a bib.
I mean wet enough that ya partner can feel the moisture, they can feel their nipple slipping and sliding in your mouth, they can hear and FEEL just how good your making it.
With a nipple in your mouth, there are a number of ways to tackle the nipple and increase the pleasure factor. Teeth, lips or suction.

TEETH – okay, the more dangerous of the options to go with when it comes to nipples in your mouth. Dangerous because its the quickest way to get ya partner to stop, drop and pull up the panties if you bite too hard. And then no one’s sucking anything.
ANYTHING!!!
Teeth CAN be useful when they are softly used on a nipple… sort of like a little chewy chewy movement on the nipple. It works, feels good and sometimes makes a sensitive feeling in ya partner that definitely moistens.

LIPS – if you want the lip treatment on your nipples then here is where the tips lie.
This is one of those situations where big lips are majorly helpful (though there are no sex situations where big lips are a bad thing).
With ya lips, and ya tongue, it is expected that you’ll do a lot of lip wrapping and tongue moving around the nipple. With ya tongue involved as well, there is no way that your partner won’t show you some sort of sign to say that they are enjoying themselves.
A good one to use with the lips is called the ‘center lick’ (and yes I do like to name things)
More for the ladies than fellas, it starts with a breast in front of you.
With your lips pursed and ready to do what needs to be done, start with a kiss on her breast. Not a peck like the breast is your aunty, not a quick thing either. The kiss you start with has to envelope as much of the breast as you can manage to get into your mouth without looking or feeling greedy. As long as the nipple is in the center of the kiss then you’re fine. While your mouth is over the nipple, you have to make sure that no part of your mouth touches the nipple.
Your saving that for last.
This kiss has to end at the tip of her nipple, so its a sort of withdrawing kiss. When you get to the end of her nipple, that’s when you introduce your tongue. As your lips are reaching the tip, send your tongue out to give the expected connection with a slow circle around the nipple.
Maybe speed up, maybe slow right down, maybe combine the teeth, mouth, hands and lips.

If you’re lucky enough to meet a woman with a pair of breasts big enough, then make sure you put both those breasts together and lick, suck, play, nibble ’em at the same time… (not everyone’s cup of tea or cup size as there are some bee stings out there but sometimes an unexpected pleasure for the larger cupped lady.)

Nipples hold a particular sensation that is not easy to replicate with a good stroke game or the ability to make her have 20-30 orgasms (though if she comes that many times, she’s not thinking about her nipples… *Rasputia voice* how YOU doing?).
Now not everyone is a fan of nipple play but you’ll never know unless you reach for ’em. And, as I said before, if you touch ya partner in the right way, at the right time, with the right pressure and momentum, you can make your partner have a sweet like chocolate orgasm.
Not everyone woman is able to have an orgasm from just their nipples played with but it IS possible. That is evidence of a major skillage between the sheets and will have her looking at you like, ‘so you can make me come like THAT huh? What else can you do?’
And you’ll see that question in her eyes, and that’s just too damn sexy.

As foreplay, during the sex, after the sex, between some breast sex action, during a kiss, before clothes come off, while they’re asleep, with a soft breath, without you even doing anything to ’em, nipples are a part of the ‘sexual mini trinity’ that deserve the same love, respect and effort that goes into every and any aspect of your sex game.
Respect the Trinity at all times.

By Mr Oh

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– it’s a STRONG 69

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Slippery when wet

  

So, your a guy, you’ve managed to finagle your way into a ‘just about to get a blowjob situation’.

Your jeans are down at your ankles, maybe one foot is out and your able to spread your thighs REAL open so you can let them right between your thighs and into the GOOD space where they can get to the microphone and sing to their hearts content.

Her hair is to the side and she is staring at your dick like the secret to the Matrix is in it. Sitting at your perch, watching her, your ready, willing and able to get it in.

And then…

She proceeds to give you the driest, crispiest, chapping, crusty blowjob you have ever had. You might think she is trying to light a camp fire the way she is chaffing your dick. And the worst thing is, it somehow gets drier.

LADIES, your on your back, your panties are down and off, or your so hungry that you couldn’t wait to take them off and you just hooked them to the side. You’ve been primed and prepared for a tongue lashing of epic proportions; your adjusting your hips to make sure that he puts it down the way you WANT and need him to when….

Lo and behold, he sucks you dry.

And not in the good way.

Not in the good way where he sucks your pussy so well that you keep coming and coming until you are bone dry and feeling a little dehydrated.

OH no no no…

He sucks you dry in a way where any liquid that comes out of you gets sucked up and swallowed. It’s like having a Dyson between your thighs.

Until your dry.

Sahara desert.

So dry he runs his tongue up through your lips only to get stuck halfway through.

No no nooooo…

Why would you do that?!

What’s the matter with you? He doesn’t like it and neither does she.

How you gonna suck someone dry?!

Ewwww…

That sucks, pardon the pun.

You should be working with the opposite. You should be slurping that woman down or slobbing him up.

Either way, you need to get with it, if your not already.

Don’t be scared of a little wetness in your head. In fact, the wetter the better.

Not everyone will agree with that but they won’t say no either. Maybe they will and will only put a sheen on the dick or make a skinny saliva string or one quick slurpy sound on your clit.

Head, oral sex, brain, becky, sloppy top, ‘special attention’, whatever you wanna call it is GREAT.

It can be the start of some shit, the middle of some shit, the thang to do after a good amount of time in one position or you just might wanna do it instead of having sex altogether.

Whatever your doing with it, you gotta do it right.

And ladies, if your sucking the dick and not making it wet, and he’s not asking you to make it wetter, then you have a silent man on your hands. Or he’s scared or too nervous to ask. Or you may think your head game is so LETHAL, he doesn’t have the heart to tell you otherwise.

You, as the head giver, may start to feel like the proceedings are starting to feel slightly porn-ish but, that’s not yours or his fault.

That’s porn’s fault.

If you hear him say something like, ‘yeah… make it wet…. make it nasty’ you may THINK you hear Wesley Pipes but the thing with that is that Wesley’s preference of head seems to feel REAL damn nice.

I mean, dudes, fellas, brahs, have you ever had a blowjob from a woman that has just been so damn SUPER sloppy that you wished you never watched her do it?

Or ladies, how about you?

Have you ever had a man get down and lick you out, swallow your delivery and then slob up and down your pussy with a mix of you and him between your thighs?

You know head so damn WILD and sloppy that when the woman left your life or found herself a man, you felt slightly jealous like, ‘he’s getting some GOOD head there’.

You may go into a flashback about the last time she opened her mouth above your helmet and let out a long stream of bubbly saliva that landed and dripped down your shaft, through her fingers and onto your balls.

Or that time when he, the bald-headed brother with the devilish smile and all the talk, had you coming on his face, riding your hips on him, screaming at him like he fucked with your life. Remember?

Remember when you came and he began leaving saliva, and your come, all over your pussy lips, inner thighs and the bed below?

(Take a moment to remember the last person who gave you THAT treatment.)

If you don’t remember either of those times then you have not been treated right or you have not TREATED someone right.

I mean, COME ON SON…

You mean you’ve never taken that deepthroat and slobbed back on the dick on its way out?

Never given that extra sloppy lick to a clit under your control?

It increases the feeling of the mouth on your bits, it allows said mouth to SLIDE on your bits (and wet sliding mouth is the SHIT) and when your being masturbated, wetness is a NECESSITY.

Getting or giving that wet head is not just about ‘making it nasty’, it’s also about you being comfy enough with the groin in front of you to be able to let out that thick glob of saliva that will soak up his shaft. OR that lick of spit that will start at her clit and work its way down…

(Just FYI- when it gets to her pussy opening, stick ya tongue in with it and make that pussy wet just in case you wanna stick it…)

Saliva isn’t something to be played with or treated like something you either have or don’t have.

It should always be on the menu.

For men, saliva during some SPECIAL attention will, 8 times out of 10, make him come. For women, it will make things slippery and slightly more erotic for him to throw his face into.

Either way, however you do what you do when you do what you do, make sure you do that do with the best of you…

Treat it like a movie shoot.

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Little things that make BIG explosions

Little things… (thanks @SimoneKarmaRae)

The things that make you smile to yourself when no-one else is around.
They take place every day.
Right in front of you.

Driving down a long road and every light happens to be green, working in the office and you roll up a paper ball and shoot from the three-point line and SWISH, finding money in your clothes that you didn’t know was there, etc.

In the bedroom, the LITTLE things can cause big explosions and inspire a normal person to become an animal in the blink of an eye.

Different people have different triggers but we all have something we like to see or do or feel that makes us go from cool, calm, collected lovers to damn beasts.

When I say little things, I mean minute things like watching a woman take a top off.

Oh sweet mercy and Red Sea, watching a woman take over a top in preparation for some loving is such a sexy thang. Especially if she’s taken her jeans/trousers/skirt off first.

Standing there… looking all leggy and righteous. Then she reaches for her top, crosses her arms and up and over it comes.

The way she takes it off isn’t where the sexy is found, it’s in the reveal of her skin. As a man, you know that if the top has come off, you’re doing okay, but to be presented with her skin so close to you, makes you wanna get the party started. Damn near ravish the woman.

At the right time, a little thing can not only add an extra spark of electricity to the union, it can make a person come, it can put a person to SLEEP and can make a woman have a multiple orgasm.

The scale of little things that people like is so varied that this post could go on and on and on… but each ‘thing’ is understandable and can be appreciated by anyone. Even if it is a bit on the weird, freaky, WTF side.

A dude who likes his ass played with could be looked at with ridicule and shouts of ‘homo’ by closed minded folk, but those men who have indulged before can understand at least. And those that aren’t down at least know that there is SOME sort of pleasure to be gained from it.

They just ain’t ready to open up, pardon the pun.

A woman who likes a man to run his fingers in between her toes may not get a hi-five from those who are afraid of toes but you can at least appreciate that foot play DOES have some turn-on capabilities.

Obviously, those are two examples of extremes of little things but they vary from person-to-person.

Funny thing about little things is that the best time they happen is when the person doing them doesn’t realise that they are doing it.

Watching her bend over to get something out of a cupboard and the top of her panties peek out. Not a whole string, just the top.

A little frill from the top of a pair of purple French knickers.

Running her hands through her hair, clearing her face and sighing heavily while closing her eyes. She looks like she’s drifting away for a moment.

Am I the only one who wants to get into her space, steal her breath and be inches away from her when she opens her eyes?

Little things that happen outside the bedroom live in your memory when you get into the bedroom.

You remember last week when you watched her spray perfume on her neck as you now lick behind her ear and she hums like an old negro spiritual.

She’s riding you so hard, it’s like she’s trying to erase you from existence and all you can think about is when you watched her randomly putting her panties on, sliding them over her calves, sliding them up her thighs and POPPING over the caboose…

 

CHOO CHOO!!!

OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo…. I’ve got a good one.

Watching her eat or drink something.

Oh yeah… I’m gonna go into this one…

Make it clear how a small turn on becomes a large, humongous, back-cracking burden.

Your sitting in front of him.

Your out or at home, your choice.

Let’s say your out.

There is food or drink in front of you.

Let’s make it some alcohol.

Something you’ve never tried before but always wanted to.

You pick up the glass, you look at it, analyse the colour, get close so you can smell its essence.

ALREADY, he’s watching you.

The way you hold the glass, how your eyes wonder at the mystery in front of you, the sweet sin across your face as you like what your nose inhales.

He’s picturing how you’ll hold his dick, how you’ll look at it and analyse it before you suck it, the way you smile just before you give him your ‘tried-and-tested’, make-em-buss-quick-not-to-be-messed-with head game.

And you haven’t even sipped it yet.

The first sip is the first lick.

The savour of the flavour is the moment she looks up with eyes that say, “I’m taking this dick to school,” just before deep-throating.

The swallow, followed by the appreciation of each and every ingredient, is the moment after the first lick and suck. And she looks at him like, “If you can’t handle that, then THIS is gonna kill ya!”

  • A woman’s walk
  • Being on a train or bus and she’s holding a rail and her shape defines right in front of you
  • Adjusting her bra strap
  • Brushing fluff from her thighs
  • Turning to face you with a look of, “What did you say?”
  • Biting her lips
  • Washing plates and dancing to herself
  • Licking her lips
  • Listening to her SLOW JAM and watching her gentle she becomes with herself
  • Breathing in general
  • Doing ANYTHING in oversized tracksuit bottoms, a t-shirt or vest and a headtie

 

Like I said before, little things are everywhere for everyone. They take any shape, happen at any time and arouse and entertain in the moan of an orgasm.

We enjoy them in the office, on the way to work, at the club, in the supermarket, while at church and everywhere else.

Little pleasures that start trains of thought in your head that get saved in your mental roladex for those stolen moments when you say to yourself, “Remember when she was tired the other day and stretched and her booty-to-back ratio popped out? That was nice.”

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