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100 posts and cumming…

So, here we are…

Another blog post… but not just ANY blog post…
This is my 100th blog post…
The BIG one double zero…

SO for such a monumental post, I thought I would just say hello and thanks to all the readers and commentators and subscribers of Mr Oh’s Little Black Musings.
It was this time last year that I was told that I should create a blog because I seem to have a lot to say on the subject… the subject being sex.

And in the last year, I’ve written 99 blog posts (but a bitch ain’t one hit me) on sex from grey pussy hair to the ins and outs (no pun intended) of pussy eating to the right kind of song to listen to when you’re fucking to the orgasms that make you kick your partner off the bed.
And the funniest thing is that those topics are only the tip of the iceberg of what I’ve written.
This blog hasn’t meant to be a ‘how-to’ guide of sex nor is it supposed to be a man bashing blog, telling dudes the best way to get their partners to have good orgasms (but I have addressed a few direct issues).
I’ve written all my blog posts from the view of someone who just LIKES sex. In every sense of the word LIKE.
Okay, I LOVEEEEEEE sex… but, not like a hungry man who’s just trying to get as much sex as possible. I love the ART of sex.

If you don’t know about the art of sex then you, my friend, are slacking on your macking and you may need to read over a blog or two to see what I mean.
The art of sex can be found in the little things we take for granted during those Isley Brothers moments (*sings* in between the sheets….)
I mean, take for example, kissing.
For some people, kissing is just something you do just before you try and grab a breast or try slip a finger beneath the panty elastic.
But the beauty of kissing and the art of it, like, the way a hand sliding up and down a face can make someone feel completely different and heighten a situation or the way you can suck a bottom lip (or borrom lip) that can make a woman sigh in a ‘well GOOD GAWD DAMN’.
(And if you’re wondering why I refer to the kissing aspect as men trying it is because women GENERALLY appreciate kissing more than men do.)

From the day I started the blog, I just wanted to write about sex in a way that I wouldn’t be able to write about in my books ( that’s Little Black Book by Mr Oh via Amazon and all good online retailers – FYI)

There’s tons of stories that I could write about sex but there are also hundreds upon thousands of subjects about sex that I could blog about. And that’s what’s made this blog so much fun.
One thing I really enjoy doing is offering my blog subjects out to people… just to see what people want to read but more importantly, what subjects people wanna know about.
I’m no expert… hell no…
*Clay Davis voice* sheeeeeeeeeet….

We all have bad days where we come quicker than we thought we would. I’m just a normal dude with a penis and two testicles.
Like most people, I’m a watcher.
You know what I mean? When I’m out, I like to watch people and see what they do and how they do it, sometimes make stories up about where they could be going or what they could be going to do.
Sex is the same.
You may find me with my eyes open at particular times but that’s because I just like to watch and see… and witness things that you may miss when you close your eyes.
As you can tell from my blog, I’m an avid, excited and sing it from the rooftops pussy eater who just LOVES to get down with the get down (no head push necessary).

You’ll probably find me down there before any kisses have been exchanged. Call me nasty, call me a bowcat, call me a carpet muncher… in fact call me dem tings… if that’s what people need to feel comfortable about themselves and what they do between the sheets then go right ahead.
See, with pussy eating, when men spend all their time cursing us eaters, they aren’t thinking about the actual idea of pleasing their partner, which is what its all about. They spend all the time thinking about the actual taste of pussy, the feel of having a pussy in your mouth or the idea of being beneath a woman in that way.
Not really thinking of how good she’ll feel or the power of orgasm she could possibly endure or the possible repercussions that could result from giving a woman the tongue action she deserves.
Let’s just say, if you give a woman that good head, she’ll hit you with a good plan B to go with her plan J…
Slop, mess an all that goodness…

But that’s just me though.

This blog was just meant to be a simple venting of my apparently overly sexual way of thinking and things that I felt needed to be said about sex because, as I said, I LOVE sex.

In today’s society where sex is becoming more and more cheap and looked at as a goal to reach or a prize to win, its folk like myself who are trying to keep the beauty of the act alive and kicking for the GROWN FOLK out there who enjoy it the same way I do.

This blog is:

For the people who like to take their time and watch the dick going in and coming out misty and creamy.

For the people who liked to be looked in the eye while they give head.

For the people who like to be slammed against a wall and have their hands held above their heads.

For the freaks who KNOW of their own freaky status and are PROUD of it.

For the animals out there who love to give head almost as much, if not more, than they like to receive.

For the saucy ones out there who like the taste of someone else smeared across their face.

For the downright deplorable mofos who like to use their tongue to flick it on someone’s ass.

For the freaks who know they are freaks without having to use it as a line to TRY and get someone to sleep with them.

For the free spirits who three and foursome it up…

My blog is for you.
Not gonna lie, I was thinking about stopping at 100 posts but in my mind and my libido, I feel like there’s quite a few subjects I’m yet to cover so I’m just gonna go on and on and on…

So, again, thank you for reading it, thank you for offering subjects for me to write about and thank you for your comments, subscriptions, your retweets, your sentence jacking and all round appreciation for what I do…

Here’s an Ohmage taken from my new book Little Black Book Volume 2 that is coming out real real REAL REALLLLLL soon…
Nuff love to ya…

(Really, look at the ROTATION on that caboose… wait until Little Black Book Volume 2 comes out… oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo chillllle)

Peace and hair grease…

Mr Oh

P.S. – Little Black Book Volume 2 is coming soon.

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I should stop answering to you

How many times have you been a victim to this anytime figure?

You may have looked at the situation like, ‘no way, not again’ then before you knew it, you were face down ass up and confused as a mofo! Or behind the ass up thinking, ‘I swear I said no’.

Men and women both own the power of it, you cannot explain it, understand it or figure it out… but you are willing to go back for it…
Sheeeeet, you’ve taken roadtrips for it…

Worst of all, you’ve turned into a cheater for it!

This is one of the most powerful motherfuckers in all of sex.
And when you find it, you may not want to give it up, you may not want to taste it after the first sip… but your GONNA…
Aren’t ya?

This is a blog post dedicated to the sexiest of all sexy asses.
You know who you are you moral-less, need it when you need it, insatiable beings of pleasure you!

When you meet this type of person, you find yourself making questionable decisions, your morals and pre-made decisions go right out the window and things you previously said you would never do are getting done.
This is what that person does.
I will put down a free copy of one of my books that you either know someone like that NOW, you met someone like that, you deleted someone off ya phone like that or you’re being done by that person right now.

But who are they?!

THEY are the itch scratchers, the back rubbers, the thigh biters and the neck massagers… they are ready at any time, they ALWAYS know how to make you smile (whether up above or down below) and, most importantly, they don’t care if you have a partner or not.
That’s what they do.
They are trying to be that distraction in your life in order to deliver one thing and one thing only… a nut for you! (And for them obviously… they don’t pop up just to ‘cuddle’… unless that’s how you leave ’em after YOU come.)

But they will not stop until you come.
Because that’s what they wanna do. And you know that’s what they do!
That’s why you’re making questionable decisions about them in order to have them in your general vicinity.
There is something about the way they hold your dick when its time for the get down, or there is something so sloppy about her head game that you can’t stop thinking about them… or stop them from calling.
Even if you are in a situation where you are not supposed to be calling or entertaining these people, they STILL manage to get through to you.
But they know that.
They know that they can start a conversation talking about your partner and by the end of the conversation, have you planning your next hook-up.

Don’t play dumb, it’s only you and me here… you don’t have to say it out loud but you might remember their name.
You’ve been there… you may not tell ya closest friends about it… but you’ve done it! (If you haven’t good for you….)

You’ve told a lie to someone and made plans. You’ve made sure that there is no scope for anyone popping round on a random visit thing. You were asked about a message and you made up some random lie saying it was from a friend when really it wasn’t. You just want what you want!
That’s why you’ve set up this little tryst…
For some reason, there is something they do that you just cannot get enough of, nor can you find a way to get your current partner to do you the same way.

There is a certain power in BEING that person who makes the phone call to the person that you probably know you’re not supposed to be calling. They know your not supposed to be calling… but just the fact that they answered means they know but don’t care.
That’s the power you wield as the caller.
What that does, as the person who is misbehaving and receiving the call, is fuels you and your memories and the last time you had that person inside you. And the urge to have them again takes over and before you know it, someone has their legs in their air, moaning in a way that silently says, “Why don’t THEY make me feel like this?”

If you haven’t met this person in your lifetime then maybe you’ve BEEN that person.
OoOoOoOo… if you have then you KNOW what I’m talking about.

There is something in the way that they walk, the way they move, the way they look at you, the way they touch you that makes you wanna do something you know good and damn well your not supposed to be doing.
It’s not even like things are wrong in ya relationship to push you into the arms of another, it’s just the way they do SOMETHING!
Maybe it’s their eyes…

Who knows…

But we know they exist… they are the naughty people in the back who always know how to press THAT freaking button. The button that makes you do something you KNOW is damn wrong… but DAMN they make it feel good don’t they?!

These DANGEROUS motherfuckers aren’t concerned about your relationship or whatever you got going on. They don’t care about your mama or your job, your recent weight gain, or the ‘tell me about ya day and that bitch at work’ game… they just care about getting that nut… and giving you that nut!
And you want that nut don’t ya?!

Because you remember how the postman/woman delivers… everytime.

It IS possible to ignore these people, to tell these people no, to fight the moisture or the erection growing between ya thighs. It IS doable… because you have morals and standards and you’ve decided that if you are in a relationship then there is no sex out there that can change that.
It WILL always try, tagged to the end of a slick voiced, smooth talking, sloppy speaking, sexual favours offering, dirty thinking, filthy minded person, but you just hold on strong!

Don’t listen to them.
Don’t pay them any attention.
Don’t give ’em any time.
Don’t even look at ’em in the eye.
Because they are slick…
They’ve got John Blaze shit!
And they know how to use it…

It’s what they do…

So watch ya back…
Someone out there is looking at you or has just seen you after a long time and is planning to call ya…

So hide ya wife, hide ya husband, hide ya mistress, because those sexy motherfuckers are gonna be fucking everything round hurr…

Mr Oh

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