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Reblogging myself yet again - because this is STILL relevant. AND… I’d rather be doing this right now.
I’m endlessly amused at the trouble some men (let’s call them boys) seem to have at oral sex. It’s as if they think that by sinking their mouth into a plump juicy pussy, that their face is going to melt off and they’ll be left looking like one of those Nazis that beheld the opening of the Ark of the Covenant…
…they stick out their tongue as if it’s tied to the back of their throat - daintily and fearfully pecking at a swollen clit - almost scared that the labia are going to clap their ears if they get any closer…
…and they feign interest only long enough, if at all, to then stand up proudly, flaunting their engorged leaking dongs, and feverishly shoving them down your throats, while complaining that you’d be a freak or a moron if you didn’t crave the taste of their pre-cum and relish choking on their wang.
Contradict yourself much?
I suppose what surprises me the most about these attitudes from some men (certainly not all), is that they’re juvenile to the extent that it impacts their own sex experience. Do they NOT understand what happens to a woman when you properly dine on her vagina?
As for me… the way that my mouth hungers for cunt, can really only best be described by a barrage of anecdotes and mental imagery…
It’s like my face hulks out. I sit happily and sedate, calm and smiling, but then I see those lips… and my eyes shatter, revealing an undercrust of emerald green, as my features distort and warp - milky white skin washing over with an undertone of green that quickly consumes my entire complexion - whimpers and grunt turning to roars and wild blasts of furious anger - the air flooded with the explosive resonance of one loudly repeated phrase… “HULK SMASH PUSSY!”
I become a monster. My mind turns off. My body and all of my sexual instinct turn on. They take over. Like a moment from Grand Theft Auto, they yank the old lady that is my thinking self out of the driver’s seat, and promptly floor it toward the nearest twinkie retailer. My eyes roll into the back of my head and I become something else. Still me, but a very particular side of me.
Kinda like Jekyll and Hyde… if Dr. Jekyll were a dedicated Father that made video games for a living, and Mr. Hyde were a back-alley pornstar.
Suddenly my mouth is agape with want. Watering as if signaled by the sizzle of a meaty steak fresh off the grill. All it wants is the soft fold of pussy in its grip, and the taste of female manufactured juices running down my throat.
And I’m in no sense a gentleman in those moments.
I’m ravenous. I’m decisive. I’m starved and hurried. And I’m sloppy. Sloppy as all fuck.
My tongue goes absolutely everywhere and explores absolutely every nook and cranny. From the top of the crack of your oversized butt all the way to the underside of your belly - I lick and feed on everything in between - leaving behind trails of our mixed juices and soaking your every naughty bit in what can only be described as the most inappropriate tongue bath in the world.
I suck. I suckle. I hum. I whisper. I say so very dirty things. And I eat. I eat and eat and eat and eat until I lose count of the orgasms. Your thighs squeezing my head. Your writhing hips punching me in the face. Your pubes brushing my nose. I love it all and I spur it on with my relentless facial attack on your genitals.
Absolutely no stone unturned, either. Because really… any guy that tries to eat your pussy and DOESN’T eat your butt… is just fucking rude. So yes. I like to spend time there too.
A sloshing tongue dragging back and forth, up and down, guiding lips and throbbing button into a wet, warm, gripping mouth as your pussy is beaten silly by my wandering instrument. Fingers dipping into every warm place, searching and caressing every pulsing wall, ear listening for every peaked moan and giving those spots such extra special attention - memorizing your favorite places and visiting them over and over again.
And when it’s all said and done, I need a damn towel. Because my cute smile is absolutely soaked in several layers of bodily fluids - a sure sign that I did my job right.
So there I am. Casually cleaning myself as you lay there huffing, moaning, not quite sure what just happened but pretty damn sure it’s never felt like that before. Your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. A draw of my own satisfaction in every attempt you make to describe the experience, but you can’t - I’ve mindfucked you via your lady parts.
So boys… please become men, and love your lady’s vagina the right way. It leads to happiness, and it’s the best thing you can possibly do with your mouth beyond tell her she’s beautiful :-)
And this ladies and gentlemen is why I have never hurried my grubbly little hands so quickly to follow someone on tumblr before. Absolutely beautiful.
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