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The Rapist Fantasy

Hello…

My name is… well you know what my name is…
You know who I am.
You’ve told me what to do and how to do it so I don’t have to introduce myself.

I know my face looks familiar but, behind these eyes is someone different. And that’s what this blog is about.
It’s about him. Or the him you want me to be.
You want this ‘him’ to have my face and my body but you want ‘his’ actions to be those of someone a lot different than me.

You want me to be him every now and then, just to make it more interesting when you are being ‘taken’.
Now not EVERYONE wants this ‘him’ around due to things they have experienced in their own lives which have left a sour taste in their mouths.
But some of you do.

You want me to be your rapist.

It is your fantasy that you want me to be that guy who doesn’t ask you to have sex, you want me to be him that takes the sex from you. With a forearm across your neck and some foul language in your ear, you want me to fuck you by force.
There is something about the idea of being so totally out of your own control and being MADE to do this and THROWN into place to do that and damn near had dick rammed into you.
You can’t explain what it is about me in this mode because, by society’s norms and even prison hierarchies, a rapist is the lowest of the low.
But, on the other hand, not everyone’s libidos and mojos conforms to what society dictates. You could be one of those people who will watch a film like Derailed and be quite disgusted by the rape scene in the hotel room or the French film Irreversible with the rape scene in the underground walkway. But then you could be that person who watches those scenes and is intrigued at the same time.
You can’t explain it, there’s just something about having that control taken away that turns you on. There’s not something wrong with you. It’s just the way it is.

Now when it comes to the actual sex, you may want me to truly play the rapist role to the fullest. Barring any punching and kicking, you want it be as authentic as possible.
We may play the fantasy role… you leave the door open, I sneak in quietly, maybe pick up a knife from the kitchen as I go. Sneak into the bedroom, put all my weight on you and pin you down with a scarf around my face, run the cold steel of the knife up your body and tell you that I’m going to rape you and there’s nothing you can do about it.
You may want to try and fight me off, but that just adds to the fantasy.
Take my dick out while your struggling, force your thighs open, spit on my hand and force myself inside you., while looking at you, telling you that I’m raping you and you like it, no you LOVE it… you want me to do it more. And more and more and more…
Stab the knife into the bed next to your head and hold your head so you stare at it, making you feel like I may actually use it on you if you don’t do what I say.
Arrest your arms in such a way that you can’t fight me off, all you can do is take the dick that is being served to you.

Before anyone reads this and thinks I’m teaching people how to LITERALLY rape, as opposed to playing out the fantasy of a rape situation, please fix up ya thinking.
This is the kind of thing that two people enjoying sex and the numerous fantasies can play together. Some of you are playing with the rape fantasy just by enjoying really rough and tough sex.
Your level of roughness is where its at.
A spank here, some hair pulling there, some ram the dick deep into you over there, arm holding here, forearm around the neck there, etc, etc, etc.

For example, ladies if you’ve ever played the ‘fuck you, you can’t do shit to me’ game while he is fucking you, knowing that it’ll drive him crazy enough to start fucking you some rough kinda way? That’s experimenting cuz you WANT him to do some shit to you in a rough kinda way.

But…. and this is the important part… you cannot play out these fantasies without having discussed it with your partner first.
You, as the guy or girl, could, in the middle of a sex session, mention you wanna rape your partner, not knowing that, in the past they experienced a real life, non-fantasy experience that will pause your sexual cause and upset them in a way where they won’t necessarily wanna have sex anymore at that moment.
It’s the kind of thing you have to be sure that they will be down with, otherwise you could be creating a highly awkward situation for yourself and your partner.

But to those of you out there that like to experiment with a rape fantasy, you know just what I mean and you and your partner know just how good and BAD (but in a good way) it feels to be able to take it there.

And please don’t think that this type of fantasy is just about a man doing it to a woman… there are some men out there who would like to experience the fantasy of being raped by a woman. Due to the fact that its men who are seen as the aggressors in rape situations, its an interesting experience to have all your control taken away and you are forced to do what you are told to do.

Again, this is just about fantasy… this isn’t about going out and forcing yourself upon someone against their will, thus committing a crime.
That’s some arrest that bitch ass shit…

I’m talking about both parties knowing what’s going on and how its gonna happen…

How do you know if your partner is into that kinda thing?
You gotta find out.
Everyone is different so some people may like it if you whisper in their ear, “I’m gonna rape you”, some may like to engage in conversation first, some may like to discuss the ins and outs of a particular rape scene in a film.
Some may not like it at all…

Whatever it is, its all fantasy… a game… if you don’t like it, don’t do it…
But if you do, then get your experimenting ass on the bed and don’t move… cuz I’m about to do something to you.

By Mr Oh

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What you wanna hear when your legs are in the air

So you’ve got yourself in between the sheets, you’re body is ready, willing and able to do all the things you’ve thought about doing in your mind…
You look at your partner and they look at you and its a beautifully heated moment and the only thing that could make it better is the right thing said at the right time.
But what is it that you like to hear at that moment?

What are the words that you like to hear that make your body wake up and shudder right nice?

In the same way that everyone likes something different sexual is the same way that everyone likes to hear something different DURING sex. One person reading this may like to hear that real smooth talking, slick as grease type of talk that comes equipped with a smooth voice to deliver the words in your ear.
Another person reading this may prefer the rougher type of sex talk that involves swearing, foul language and is closer to the more disrespectful side of sex talk.
Another may not like any talk at all and may prefer to just listen to the beauty of the sounds that two bodies make together… (I think there’s another blog in there too…)

Words can help the interaction of sex. They can be used to tell your partner what you like and how you like it, if you don’t like something or when something feels GREAT…

But what are some of the favourite comments, sentences and slanguage words do you like to hear during sex?

Here’s a few of the most common, filthiest, most disrespectful and amazing things we hear during sex that can either drive us harder and faster or can make a situation stop before it truly gets started.

There’s the classic “FUCK ME” said in a strong, no ramping voice…

“Harder” – which can be during a really hard pounding or when he spanks you but doesn’t really get that CLAP sound that you wanna hear bent over.

“What the FUUUUCCCK?” – is always great because its a question, which means the answer can be found in whatever it is that you are doing.

“SsSsSsSsSsssshhhhhiiiiiiiitt…” – doesn’t really need defining but when you hear it, you know what it means.

“LOOK at me…” – that’s when the one who is doing you wants you to see what they are doing to you…

“That’s how I like it…” – if you hear this then you know you are doing something right.

“Spit on it…” – no need to say anything about that.

“You can do better than that…” – these sentences are like giving a sugar addict liquid sugar in an IV.

“I love when you do that…” – that’s the nice way of saying ‘do that shit’.

“I hate you…” – which is the exact opposite of what it means.

“You’re a GOOD fucker ain’t ya?” – this encapsulates the spirit of egging on your partner but also praising them for doing something which may start to feel good.

“Rape me…” – in a rough sex situation, these two words can get a pussy pounded to the point where after two or three strokes, she’ll be curled up in a ball calling for time out.

“SsSsSsSshhh…” – that’s when there are no words that need to be said, no sounds that need to be made… all you have to do is shut the fuck up.

“God, what are you doing to me?” – obviously they know what you’re doing but they are suddenly feeling so good that they need to ask out loud.

“Stop… stop… stop…” – listen out for this one because they could actually want you to stop OR they are telling you to stop hoping to God that you don’t.

“Hmmmmm…” – more a sound than a word but you still wanna hear it.

“I’m coming…” – these two words can be dangerous as they can bring on your own orgasm. Feeling someone coming is one thing but then to hear them say so, in whatever voice they adopt, can make you have to come with ’em.

“This pussy is mine…” – for a woman, when a man is REALLY making that pussy work for him, he may like to claim that the pussy is his. It may not be his, in fact there may be others out there who have a stronger claim to said pussy but, for that moment, when he said it, it helped an orgasm climb closer and closer.

“Eat that shit…” – a good pussy eater will hear this quite regularly. A bad pussy eater will hear this too but that’s only if she hasn’t clamped her hands around his head and forced him face first into her pussy.

“Don’t run…” – for a man, when a woman is taking a good dicking down and she has the audacity to try and run or take a break, this can be heard. (Honestly, he wants you to try and run away just so he can say it. It’s an ego thing.)

“I’m gonna come on your face…” – who doesn’t love to hear that? (Unless he or she doesn’t like it on their face.)

“He/She will NEVER fuck you like I do…” – this is for those who are cheating on their partner and like to get real sinister with it.

“Your gonna take this…” – tell your partner they’re gonna take it then make them take it…

“Fuck you…” – this one is designed to anger. The general response to this one is ‘fuck me? Fuck ME yeah?! Okay, we’ll see…’ and before you know it someone comes, there’s a squirt here, a moan there and someone has been kicked off the bed.

These are just a few gems from between the sheets of some of ya and there are many others that I’ve not covered but, you see what I mean. Maybe you’ve used some of them… maybe you’re about to use some of them right now, maybe there are some favourites which I haven’t mentioned…

So what are your favourite sex sentences?

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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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Apparently, some of you guys aren’t…. really….

This isn’t even a letter, this is response to a cry for help coming (pun intended) from women all over the world.
It’s a cry that can be heard in multiple languages, through women of different shades and shapes in the past, present and future.
But men do NOT hear the cry.
Maybe because some of us CAN hear it but we ignore it, maybe we can’t hear it AT ALL, maybe women cry these tears on a sonic audio level men are just not trained to hear.
But what I do know is that women are crying…
Not literally and physically crying but they are UPSET… and PISSED off.
Why?
Because the man in their life is NOT, repeat, NOT handling his business between the sheets as he should be. But he THINKS he is.
Ladies know him well; he doesn’t need to ask if it’s good because he KNOWS (or thinks) it’s good, his game is soOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo on point that he doesn’t need to learn anything from anyone, he is such the experienced lover that he assumes that what works for previous lovers will fit you and, thus, no need to try new shit.
Unfortunately, this gentleman lives and breathes everyday, with no one telling him any different, which makes him think that fingering you in THAT way (all dry and shit) is the way to get you off.

For some men, they cannot stand and/or take the fact that a woman would have something to say about their game. Kinda ironic but ‘how can a woman have something to say about a man’s sex game?’
He built this game from teen years, he spent time perfecting it and masturbating it into a well rounded, entertaining, orgasm-creating, sleep-inducing whale of a time.
He is super proud of that sex game and he will not, repeat NOT, hear one bad word about it.
But, then comes the awkward moment. When a lady experiences the sex game and has one or two amendments she would like to add to the game.
But he won’t hear such madness.
A WOMAN NOT IMPRESSED WITH HIS GAME!?!? HOW VERY DARE SHE?!?!

After he spent so long perfecting it?
Then comes the situation where you either tell him about it and suffer the consequences of him trying and improving, trying and steadily getting worse or he feels so emasculated, he gives up fucking you completely as he thinks you’ll constantly be slating him in your head.
Really, that’s HIS business… kinda his fault for not keeping his game up-to-date but that doesn’t mean he can’t take advice on how he can step it up.

So I thought, lemme try and tell HIM what he’s lacking and where, so the next time he wants to give his partner some pudding… some SWEET sticky toffee pudding, her mind will be filled with nothing but dick… or tongue.
In thinking about this blog and the subjects that I’d cover, I thought I’d ask my Twirrer folk and my FB peeps, and they came up with a few ideas and went QUITE hard with it…
So in a classic Ricky Ricado voice, I got some ‘spalaing to do…

So, what are the things that dudes need some advice on in between the sheets?

Losing inhibitions and letting go – some men find it easy to just let go of their inhibitions and let their woman sneak a finger up their ass, but not all men are that way inclined. When you find yourself holding on to certain ideas and rumours, etc. about sex, you instantly inhibit yourself when you find yourself in THAT situation.
For example, it can take a lady to say once ‘I don’t like that’ to inhibit him into locking down and not trying anything else adventurous with you. Not because you said you don’t like it, but because it was something he was doing that DIDNT work for you.
Men like to feel like they know it all so when a woman has to tell him or show him, he feels like, “I must be a shit lover if I don’t know how to do that”.
Realistically, life is too short to be holding in inhibitions… WAY to short to not be doing things that you’ve possibly THOUGHT about but, for whatever crap reason, you’ve changed your mind.
Apparently men sometimes OVER think sex. Could be a number of reasons for that. They wanna make sure the sex is PERFECT, they wanna make sure they give her something that she can run and tell her friends about or they wanna ensure you have something to think about LONG after he’s left.
But in over-thinking, he spends too much time inhibiting himself and not letting go. It should be the opposite.

One style of sex does NOT fit all – women are like cars, different ones, big ones, small ones, thick one, loose ones, some with goods brakes, some with great engines, some with terrible body work, etc.
But you cannot have one driver driving different cars the same way. Some have different biting points, some have tight biting point, etc… you know what I’m trying to say.
But there is not one style that fits all.
That would be a mistake to think so. One style of sex does not fit all.
Some women like to be driven roughly, some women like to be slow rolled into their orgasm, some like to go so fast, you’re breaking multiple speed limits.
But the aim is make sure you keep your game ever changing. Switch it up homes. Speedy during that part and slow and steady during that part.
Mix it up… but also, make sure you keep one style in your pocket that is ALWAYS, without a doubt, guaranteed to make her curl up, twitch up and orgasm up the place.

Too fragile or too rough – you cannot sir… CANNOT think that one woman likes it real soft or real fast, without keeping a comfy balance in the middle. Women rule ya see, and the thing about em is that they like to be paid attention. Paying attention can be sooo detrimental to your reputation as a good lover that you need to do it more and more and, even after she’s come, keep doing it.
Some women like it softly softly at all times, which builds up an orgasm slowly to a SUPER crescendo. But other women like it hard, fast and with as much Wesley Pipes in it as possible. And some like a mix of both soft and rough. What you have to do, dude, is make sure you know who you have so you know what to deliver. Rough, soft, fast, slow, figure her out before you get in…

Toys – men who are scared of toys are looked at like men who don’t give head – they still MAKE you. (Don’t worry, there’s a head section a coming…)
But toys are some serious kinda fun when it comes to using them on a woman during sex. A lot of men have issues with a woman’s toy in the way that they feel like it’s a replacement for them. For some women it is, for some women it’s all they have but take it into consideration. A Rampant Rabbit can be an added extra to any sex AND it can be a use to you too.
Never had a woman turn her Rampant Rabbit on a slow setting and hold it against your dick while getting a blowjob? Well then you’ve never lived my son.
If that’s a bit to close, and you can’t over the idea of having something that looks like a penis so close to your manhood then take control of the toy. Use it on her. Not only is it a good way to learn what strokes make her arch her back but throw in some nipple and neck kisses and just spend some time watching her come.
OR… lay her on her front with a pillow under her stomach and a vibrator around where her clit is and stroke her from the back. She’ll enjoy the sensation… and she’ll also appreciate the creativity of something different. Shows you are on the CUSP of knowing a thang or three.

Let HER drive – it is generally thought that a man in the bedroom has to be a leading, idea-delivering, bright spark of a lover in order to keep his partner pleased. But, women also like the opportunity to lead the party. Maybe he’s unable or unable to trust a woman to the point where he let’s her take control. But really, seriously and honestly, a woman taking control and telling you where to go and move and be with a strong voice is some SEXXXY shit.
Her breath is all heavy, she’s moving you quickly into position, her eyes are mesmerising and you can read on her face what time it is.
The strength women have in their own sexuality makes them know how and where they want it. And sometimes we fellas miss the mark. To be honest, there’s something sexy about watching an annoyed woman not being reached in one position and flipping him into another position. Her annoyed face suddenly becomes a “WHOOOOOA” face and everyone’s smiling.

Mind sex – the beautiful aspect of sex. Before anyone touches, before words are even spoken, the connecting on a level where you’ve both shared a sexual moment in the mind. Apparently the art of good mind sex is dying out in favour of the more ‘so are you gonna bang doe/ you let my friend slam doe’ style of chat up line.
Good mind sex can make a woman wet. Damn rigght.
Great mind sex, and I mean GREAT MIND SEX, is when you are both NOT talking about sex. If you’ve tasted that flavour, you know what I mean. When you could be talking about something random, yet there is something ELSE going on that you both know about.
To masturbate a woman’s mind before you masturbate her elsewhere is to heighten and enlighten ANY situation. And that’s fa trill….

Loss and lack of foreplay – it seems foreplay is still a dying experience for most women, with a lot of fellas opting to slide a finger in before maybe kissing a neck, undoing her zip properly or even reaching for a nipple. Foreplay can be more important than the actual intercourse. It LITERALLY pre-moistens the sex.
Foreplay has seemingly been defined today by a certain standard which, I seriously cannot fathom. Stop me if you’ve heard this one.
A kiss. Maybe a good few minutes.
Maybe a cup of the breast searching for a nipple
OR
A cuppage of your behind.
Followed by a search around the front for where he THINKS your clitoris is. Or he’ll go straight old school try slide in without having to undo any buttons or zips.

Foreplay is meant to be fun, not a chore as its seen in favour of a quick slam. No more caressing, no holding, no inhaling the one you plan to devour.

Learning how to interact – some fellas out there apparently don’t know how to simply interact with a woman anymore during sex.
How to simply adapt to her move and come forth with a worthy rebuttal. I mean really, has sex really just become about the act when these are the things that woman say men need to work on?
I mean C’MON SON. These are basics.
Interacting with a woman is all about paying attention to her. A dem cliché whe dem seh she’s always giving you signs. Well she is.
Pay attention to her. She could want you to pull her hair and want you to call her a bitch, but you won’t know because you’re not willing to put the WORK in.

Head game – apparently not only are women suffering from the fellas out there who aren’t giving head but there’s supposedly a growing number of gents out there who ARE giving head but just SUUUUUUUUCK at it.
Like REALLY suck at it.
This is head so bad she has to fake an orgasm to tell you to stop.
Generally when a man doesn’t like giving head but DOES, he’s not necessarily thinking about making sure you’re clit is licked, not flicked, tongue fucked, not long stroked. He just wants to get it over with and wait for the moment when you’ve had enough and motion for him to get back to some sex, which she can actually enjoy.
I’ve written so many blogs on giving head, I can only refer them to those and pray they read.

Dirty talk – ladies are apparently getting tired of the run of the mill ‘oh yeah’, ‘uhh huh’, ‘that’s it’, ‘ohhhhh right there’ and anything inspired by Wesley Pipes. This is fun because you get to explore what a woman likes verbally during sex.
She could be a quiet, shh shh, shut the fuck up kinda woman or she could be a ‘tell me how it feels, watch that shit going in, describe everything that happens type of lady.
Eitherway you gotta give her more than the ‘oohs’ and ‘aaahs’.
There’s something sexy to be said about the sound of a woman talking in a tone that tells you all you need to know about what she’s thinking and feeling.
Push the boat out, see how far she’s willing to go. Maybe she likes being called every piece of vulgarity in the book, maybe even some that don’t make sense. But you never know, because you don’t try.
And this is where some men are losing out.

Because they are not going the extra mile, they aren’t finding out just how far the road of a woman goes.
Unfortunately this diminishes the sexual experience down to just laying down or bending over, sliding in and out, buss, clean up, and gone with the wind.
Which sucks because that means that there are hundreds of thousands of women out their who’s full sexual potential is not being reached.
As men, it’s not wrong to take a bit of friendly advice on where to go, what to do, how to do that better…
Most of these seem to be things that men can improve all by paying attention, taking their time and savouring, instead of speeding, through a moment between the sheets.
I’m not slating men, I know some dudes who take care of their biznass with many a satisfied customer… but to those who AREN’T aware that a quick finger on what you THINK is her clitoris is not the extent of foreplay, I’m talking to you.

Really, all you’re doing is giving her and her friends something to laugh about. Because they ARE laughing at you. Then again, they could not be talking about you. That’s when you know it’s THAT bad.

Say something or do nothing…

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Are you a bi-enabler?

To bi or not to bi that is the question… not really a question though because really, to men, bi-sexual women run the world…
Obviously I wouldn’t make such a statement without backing it up but, there’s an element of truth there.
In today’s society where sex is LITERALLY everywhere, the human sexuality is changing and evolving (I’ve watched two two Disney films and heard a joke that has gone over the heads of the kids but adults looked at each other like, ‘did you just hear that?’)
Over the years, with homosexuality becoming more accepted by society at large, to the point where you can see a gay kiss on a soap with no big announcement in the paper a week before, the creation of the bi-sexual woman (not in a lab or nothing) has come across to men like a Bat signal to mojos everywhere.
How and why?
Well, a bi-sexual lady is a woman who likes both men and women. This, in turn, gives her more options than a heterosexual woman who only likes the meat between her sheets.
Some may call them greedy, some may call them lucky ‘cuz if there’s a man drought, they have other options, some even believe that because they are bi they have a higher level of promiscuity. That’s crap, crap and crap…
That’s on that same kinda shit where dumb people are worried to leave their kids around gay men for fear of them being abused…

But the power of bi-sexual woman lies in the fact that men like to THINK that they will ALWAYS be open to the opportunity of a threesome.
And we all know a threesome is HIGH UP on the list of a man’s sexual fantasies, even though he doesn’t really think of the logistics of a threesome REALLY.
I mean c’mon son…

A threesome ain’t easy on a good day… so before you let your dick makes decisions your stamina can’t cash, think about it.
Women have ALWAYS been on their job sexually, so what makes a man think he can please them both sexually?
But this blog isn’t really about the ways and ways threesomes take place, but more about the men who purposely seek bi-sexual women in order to enable them to do their bi-sexual thing… WITH them.

Seee, when a man meets a woman for the first time, maybe first or second date, he will go through the normal question and answer session, attempting to learn. But, at the same time, the questions he’s asking can be loaded with intention which doesn’t surface until much later. Some men will come straight out and ask, ‘have you ever been with a woman?’ and some men will ask, ‘So… do you think Anjelina Jolie is sexy?’
All with the intention of finding out just HOW into women you are. Now, bi-sexual or even bi-curious ladies out there, know that when they’ve told a man that they have had or want to have a bi-sexual experience, his eyes have lit up like Christmas lights.

Yeah, I’ve been guilty of such but that’s because you’re mind instantly thinks, “yummy, she likes her juice from the furry cup… WINNING!”
And before you’ve even had another date, you are already thinking:
who do I know bi-sexual who’d be down
what website do I know where I can meet bi-women
who was the last woman I know who was looking for some pussy

We can’t help it, it’s automatic… Men get that kinda face that JD on Scrubs gets when he goes off into one of his daydreams.

At that point, we become enablers. Exactly like those people that like to give their fat partners food because they know they like it.
Men become bi-sexual enablers, hoping they can get their lady another woman to enjoy. But, really, it’s not about seeking extra pleasure for the woman. It’s ultimately about HIS pleasure, what he can take part in, what he can sit back and watch, what he can record and watch back at his own pleasure.
Sure, her pleasure is, like, one of the things he wants to get out of it but it’s not the most important. And that’s at the heart of every enabler.
A person who’s partner is on drugs takes some pleasure out of seeing their partner no longer fiend for what they desired.
A person who’s partner likes to eat takes joy in seeing their loved one eating a McDonalds EXTRA LARGE double cheeseburger meal with large drink and two apple pies.
A person who’s partner is bi-sexual LOVES LOVES LOVES seeing their sexy beautiful lady head first in between a pair of thighs.
All for their own enjoyment.

The bi lady’s fun is secondary to his needs, which is to watch the sensuality of two women locked in a passionate tussle of arms and legs. A clench so sexually inviting he’s watching and salivating, analysing and masturbating, enjoying while feeling exhilarated. Imagining himself in between the lips of both ladies, an insect on the moment when both breasts touch and the edge of a finger nail when it finds the opening of another woman.
So maybe I’ve thought about it once or thrice but still, I’m not the point of this blog post.
You enablers are.
You hungry, self-pleasuring, egotistical maniacs who’s only desire is to get off watching or playing with two women – JUST because the opportunity is there. Not whether or not they want to or whether or not it’s in their plans at the time to do such a thing… it’s all about you…

Good old selfish you…

Well kudos to you sir… well done madam…
Because it’s not just men who are the enablers… there are some women out there who like to be enablers too…
For SOME reason, there’s a specifically Open Minded person who I know-ish who makes me think she might be an enabler if given the chance. (hehehe)

Eitherway, seeking out bi-sexual women just for your own selfish reasons of group sex, threesomes and porn recordings which soon find their way onto sites like homegrownfreaks.net, but disguising them as YOU allowing your partner to be who she is? Tut tut tut…

Bi-sexuals… or even bi-curiousessssesssss, watch out for these folk.. they’re out there looking for you to fulfill their own fantasies…

Like Bob Marley said, “don’t let ’em fool ya… OH NOOOOOO!”

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Sex song for the sexy

There is no way in hell that you do not know this song.
If you are a fan of soul music, R&B or neo-soul then you know this song.
You taste it when you hear it.
You picture just how naked the artist must’ve been to write and record it (that’s private time thinking).
Any time you hear it, a sexual situation of your past comes back to you and you relive the last time you heard it.
I don’t know about you but it makes me freak the fuck out.
I wanna start taking off my clothes.
Pull her closer than close.

Splash on a splash and kiss on a kiss.
This song is the shit.

Nearly half as sexy as the artist herself.
Now this woman is top of my list… this is the pinnacle of a sultry, magically beautiful, soulfully talented, thick piece of a woman that I would lick the foot soles of after a 20-mile marathon.
I’ve been a fan of hers since the very first single (in fact I heard her before her first album licked so I feel like she’s MY artist).
She is exactly what an artist is…
Her style, even the way she looks, makes ya wanna fly to Philly and wrestle her to the ground, in a good way.

I’m talking about the wonderful Jill Scott.

And I’m talking about her totally delicious, 1.49 seconds of pure saccharine bliss of sound called Crown Royal On Ice.

Yeah….. you know the one…

I know you do… You’ve probably just thought about the song in your head and you’ve just gone, ‘hmmmmmmm, oh YEAH’.

You may know the song from the sex mixtape you keep just for your special occasions or you bought Jill’s third album and you had the same response to the song that I had when you first heard it.
You froze.
You turned it up.
She started singing and you had to rewind it.
Then you listened to the lyrics.
And you realised, “oh shit, Jill’s getting SAUCY with it”.
Then it finished and you thought, “where’s the rest of the tune?”

Even though there’s another aspect of the song on the same album, it only takes one play of that song to do the damage.

From the first line of the song, you know it’s going to be an emotional situation by the time you get to the end of it…
Funny to think that in writing this blog, I’ve realised that the song is about ONE simple position, yet Jill makes it sound like she’s singing about everything love, sex and emotion.

“Your hands on my hips pull me right back to you”

Talk about create a visual… from the first line, you can already paint a picture of what time it is. Although she could still be talking about a number of thangs, like dancing, it’s the next line that confirms TRULY what time it is…

“I catch that thrust give it right back to you,”

Okay, this is when Jill takes you off the fence and throws you face first into some audio pussy. I’ve never tasted audio pussy before until the second line of this song. Talk about a way to make ya mind picture some shit and the best thing about this line is that there’s more to come.

“You’re in so deep I’m breathing for you”

At this point, I had never heard Jill Scott say something so simple and yet so damn motherfucking amazing. I mean, where else could you be if your “in so deep” that she’s breathing for you. I mean, think about it… a man being inside you so deep that its as if she’s breathing for you? You don’t have to breath, you don’t have to speak… it’s like if you think about saying something it’ll come out of her mouth. That’s depth like when you have to move some ass cheeks and wiggle in just a little to get in deeper.

“You grab my braids arch my back high for you”

AWWWWWWW MAAAAAAAAANNNNNN… pull some freaking hair, stare at the arch pocket that forms in her back (if your loving Jill then I imagine that arch pocket is looking real sexy). That’s verging on some rough sex, she’s looking back at you, looking really sexy, telling you how to do it in a voice that makes you wanna run roughshot over her…

“Your diesel engine,I’m squirting mad oil ah”

There’s no explanation of anything needed for this line. He is the diesel engine and she is squirting mad oil. I don’t care what anyone says, I’m a lover of squirting oil, especially when there is no control over it. OoOoOoOooo… squirt that shit…

“Down on the floor til my speaker starts to boil”

If you aren’t making love or rough ramping with someone by this point in the song, then your game is not tight in anyway, shape or form.
If you’ve started on the bed, take it to the floor. Not like, stopping then saying, ‘let’s get on the floor’ but that kinda thang where you are getting so damn rampant that you end up on the floor and someone has carpet burns and after several orgasms, you look up and say, ‘hey, how did we end up down here?’

“I flip s**t, quick slip, hip dip and I’m twisted”

Now this is where simple, descriptive word play can be used to arouse and really give you that delicious thought of ‘imagine if she did this in front of me’. I mean imagine if your in the middle of a position change and she does that thing where she flips over real quick, slips you in even quicker and then dips her hips so you slide in a DIFFERENT way. Delicious ain’t it?

“In your hands and your lips and your tongue tricks”

These are the tools you should be bringing to EVERY table, every time, every night, without fail…

“And you’re so thick and you’re so thick and you’re so”

If you hear a woman saying anything like this then you know you have her in the place where you want her. Any time a woman says something like, ‘oh my GOD you feel so good’, ‘that’s some BIG dick’, ‘that dick feels GOOD’, a man will feel REAL DANGEROUS in himself. It’s like a feeling where you feel so good, you want to literally explode. When a woman says things like that, she KNOWS she’s stroking the ego of a man but it sounds so good, especially when she means it.

“Crown Royal on ice”

Whatever your drink, whatever you taste that makes you shiver because it tastes so good, whatever you swallow, you know what it does to you.
It warms you up, it thrills you hen it goes down, you lean with it and you rock with it. The drink is so sexy, you feel different just holding it in a glass.

And then, the sexy TCILF (Thick Chick I’d Like to Fuck) sings it again, verse and chorus, just in case you missed it.
And she does it with some extra ad-libs on top, which give the words an added aspect of sex.

If you’ve ever seduced or had sex with Jill Scott playing and she is singing that song, you get an extra piece of vida loca in your mojo and you should be getting SEXIER with it…
Because your not only feeling it, you’re doing it…
You’re feeling it.
You ARE it.

Try this: Stand in front of your partner naked… about 10 feet away from each other. Look at ya partner. Then play that song. Look at how sexy ya partner becomes, how the room temperature seems to increase, how an element of sex fills the room and its on before the song even finishes.

Whatever your sex song is, play it, move to it, grind pon it, thrust during certain parts of the song and sing when ya partner comes.
Then don’t let em rest… just do it again…

Make her feel like Crown Royal on ice…

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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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