C O N T R O L

It was the sexually free and innovative Samantha Jones (Sex and the City) who uttered the words, "Honey, I'm a TRY-SEXUAL! I'll TRY anything SEXUAL!" And for me no truer words have ever been uttered!! Mind you I do have my limitations, NO BESTIALITY for me thank you very much! But other than that there is very little that I wouldn't TRY!

Since a very young age I knew that my sexuality was far more advanced than the average girl my age! And it wasn't for being promiscuous, in fact though I lost my virginity at 16, I didn't have sex again for almost two years! But it was things that happened along the way that really brought out my true sexuality!

Around the age of 16 I developed an insatiable appetite for giving head. I remember the exact moment at which this happened. Looking up into the eyes of a beautiful man whose body trembled beneath my touch, whose loins shivered as I slid him deeper and deeper into my mouth. The way the change in pressure around his cock in my mouth and his balls in my hands made him curl his toes and squirm like a little girl. Every spiral stroked hand movement up and down his shaft with my mouth suckling on his throbbing head brought him closer and closer to sheer Ecstasy and it was all my doing! The first time I made a man cum by just using my hands I was in awe, but when I made him cum even harder using my mouth and hands it was a wrap... I was hooked!!

Now for most women who claim not to give head it's usually because of some notion of feeling degraded or slutty! But for me it was the complete opposite, I felt in control, I felt empowered! That I could do this to someone !!! That I could make someone feel so out of control and be in control of how he cums and when he cums all at the same time. This was my high, my WET!! I became a perfectionist! Trying different techniques exploring different areas around the cock and balls and playing with everything learning how to give and how to take, and I wanted to make every man that crossed my past know that I was the best! And to this day, I still got it!

Because, I love it! I like to give head, you can't really be great at anything that you don't enjoy doing! I love the softness of the skin against my tongue, the firmness of the shaft filling the warm wetness of my mouth. The slightly sweet that is eventually followed by the salty, sexy pungency! The pulses that run down the cock as he gets closer to his nut. The way his toes curl, the way he holds my face and hair, the way his eyes water as I look into his eyes all while sucking him soft and slow then hard and fast. The sound of his voice as he releases in my mouth, grunting, panting, screaming out, out of breath, out of control, out of his mind! I'm wet as I write this!

Sexual control is addictive, it creeps up inside you and sits low in your groin like a spark waiting for just the right accelerant! I grew addicted to the power, so naturally, I wanted more! How else could I get this feeling, what else....who ....else? So now, my curiosity leads me to other outlets, towards more delicate and difficult territories. The softer sex if you will. But am I ready for that step? Am I ready to take on the 'Feminine Mystique'! Well, we'll save that for next time . . . right now I feel inspired, I'm going headhunting!

Do you crave sexual control? What makes you feel empowered?

Ode to Fellatio

I love it.
There's actually no other phrase more fitting to describe my feelings about sucking a big, fat, long, hard Dick. It begins with the anticipation. Staring at its impression before it becomes undone. Salivating. Nothing else happens, until I've tasted it. I may not even say hello.

So I touch it. Skilled with all kinds of zippers and buttons and drawstrings...no time to fumble.
Pull it out and look at it. Sigh. It's like anticipating that first high of the day. Inhale. Pussy is dripping at this point...
And it hasn't even touched my lips yet.

Eye contact. There's something about locking eyes before feasting. Telling him, with my eyes, that he should brace himself. I'm hungry. But my pleasure is in starting off slow. Unless otherwise instructed, I like to suck and snake my tongue around it, tasting and savoring as it hardens to its fullness. Depending on his breath, I decide when to take him in to the hilt.

The first time I take him deep in my throat, I do it in one fell swoop. I like to hear his breath draw in as he thinks to himself, "Did she really just take all of it?" While he's still figuring it out, I pull up, flick my long tongue around its head and then suck on the tip. Press my tongue against the bottom of it, take a breath, and then push down again.

I love to hold it in the back of my throat and pulse my throat muscles around its head, massaging. Meanwhile, lets not forget the accompanying sounds and movements. Often, I find men enjoy when I use my hands simultaneously with my lips, masturbating him with friction and suction. I like to slurp and choke on it, making disgusting sounds..spitting on it and letting the bubbles form around my lips ad I suck, squeeze and pull on it with my lips, tongue and hands.

By now, the kitty is soaking and I don't even need to touch her to make her cum. The act alone is enough to bring it out. Love to have my locs grabbed up in a handful, my head being forced down onto the Dick. I love to gasp for air as my sucking gets more intense and his hips start to buck harder, fucking my face. I'm completely consumed by lust by now and in a trance...all I want to do now is make it cum.

On my knees, praying to the Dick, I rock back and forth and suck and moan around it. If he's laying down, I may kneel over him, push the Dick between my DDDs and tit fuck him while i lick the head each time it pops up. Moving down, i make sure not to neglect the neighbors below, licking and sucking the balls into my mouth, moaning around them. Reaching up to stroke the Dick while I flick my tongue around his asshole...getting it all done.

Back to the task at hand, I revisit the Dick. I start to suck ferociously as the hips start to buck again. I grab his hips and hold him still while I take the dick deep and begin to deepthroat the cum out. Moaning on it. Spit making sloppy squishy sounds. My pussy starts to cum as I feel the Dick pulsate and the first spurts start to make their way into my greedy mouth. I release my orgasm as the Dick empties into my mouth. Gulp. His hands in my hair and his breathing expressing his disbelief. But I believed it. You tend to be good at the things you love.

And I love sucking Dick.

Did I just get my GROOVE back??

What have I gotten myself into? It seems I ask myself that question pretty often these days but today I REALLY mean it. About a week ago I was doing some work for my business posting ads on a popular website when I got curious and decided to check out what the personals were offering. I perused through a few “women seeking women” ads, nothing special there, then went to the “men seeking women” ads. The first few I saw were quite amusing. Since I needed a good laugh for the day I just keep going, reading one desperate plea for love, sex with no strings attached, or mutual extramarital affairs after another. Many of the posts had pictures attached which provided even more jokes. I mean I’ve looked through plenty personals in the past, even posted a couple myself, but it seems that day people were really on some other shit. Nevertheless, I kept browsing. Suddenly, I came across one that caught my attention. It said something about looking for an independent woman who’s about her shit, career-minded, educated and not looking to just take from a relationship. The message was nice and well-written but it wasn’t really the words that caught my attention. Once I scrolled down to the bottom of the post and saw the pictures he’d included I just knew I had to send him a message. He was FINE. In one picture he had his shirt off and I could see every single cut in his chest and stomach. I seriously wanted to jump through my computer screen and give him The Business right then and there. I sent him a message. “Hey...saw your ad and just wanted to say hello. Nice pictures...nice profile. I'll attach a picture and if you want to know more about me feel free to reply...”

I went back to doing what I was doing and about an hour later I got an email from him telling me I was cute and that I should holler at him. We spent the rest of the day going back and forth between email and text messages. In one exchange I asked him how old he was. I couldn’t tell from the pictures online and I was really feeling like I wanted to try to meet up for some safe but random hot rendezvous. Here’s the wrench. He responded that he’d recently turned 23. Pause. I mean I know I am not THAT much older but here I am getting ready to enter my 30’s is the new 20’s and trying to give The Business to someone in their 20’s is the new TEENS. Sigh. I thought about rethinking that one. I told him what my situation was and he showed no less interest and made it clear that he was ready to see me as soon as time allowed. A couple days went past and after several phone conversations, text messages, pictures and oh yeah, the video of him showering, I realized I had a curiosity that this cat needed to succumb to. I was supposed to go out of town on Saturday night but figured I could just move my flight to Sunday morning. I called him and asked him if he had plans for the evening and he said it depended on me. I replied “let’s make a date” We decided to meet at a hang out spot downtown where there are a bunch of stores and restaurants and just pick a place when we got there.

The minute I laid eyes on him I melted. He was even better looking in person than in the pictures he’d posted AND the extra ones he’d sent me. He smiled at me and I immediately felt my panties get moist. He chose this wine spot for dinner where there was a live jazz band playing. He ordered wines for me to taste, stroked my hand under the table and talked to me about his favorite old school R&B artists, joking with me about how most of those he mentioned were before my time. Halfway through this date, I realized two things. 1. It hadn’t even crossed my mind that I was out on a date with a person over half a decade younger than me and 2. I thought to myself I might have to rethink my plans to do the deed with him on that night because I really wanted to see him again, and not for sex but just to hang out. As we approached the end of dinner he asked me what Plan B was. I knew that I should say I was going to head home and get some rest before my flight but he made a joke about something, smiled, my panties got wet again, and I let him know I was game for whatever. He asked if I wanted to go to his place and watch a movie. I messaged my girl with his phone number and license plate number and let her know where I was headed in case she didn’t hear from me in a few hours. I followed him to his place and realized when I walked in that I really was dealing with a grown ass man. I might have been expecting to see a futon in the living room and a mattress on the floor in the bedroom but I was pleasantly surprised to see stylish furniture inside a very clean apartment.

We went into his bedroom and chose a movie to watch. About a fourth of the way into the movie he leans over and kisses me on my neck. Now I’ve been kissed on my neck a million times before but this particular kiss sent chills from my forehead to my toes. It wasn’t too soft or too aggressive. He used his tongue to lick behind my ear and down to my shoulder blade and began to massage my other shoulder at the same time. I laid, fully clothed, flat on my stomach and he proceeded to massage my back. On the phone he’d mentioned to me that he gives great massages and he was going to make stop giving the spa people my money. As I laid there in pure bliss as he kneaded my shoulders and back through my shirt, I was convinced he might actually be right. I took off my shirt and left my bra and skirt on. I was amazed at the fact that once again my pussy was wet and that this young man was giving me the best massage I’ve had in a very long time. After a good twenty minutes of this he rolled me over, got on top of me and kissed me passionately. We already know how I feel about kisses but his was just right. When he stopped he just stared right into my eyes and for two seconds I was intimidated because he was really looking at me like he could make me scream his name right then and there if he wanted to. He removed my skirt and bra and laid me across his bed. He rubbed up and down my thighs and I could feel the sticky juices from my pussy slowly roll down my inner thighs toward my ass cheeks. He took one finger, dipped it in my wetness and spread it all over my throbbing clit. He slowly rubbed it until just before I was bout to cum, knelt down in front of the bed and began to lick me from my clit to the bottom of my juicy lips. He massaged my breasts at the same time showing each nipple special attention. After I came about three times he stripped down to his boxer briefs and I made him lay down on his back and proceeded to suck his dick like I am sure it’s never been sucked before. His dick was so soft and just the feeling of it in the back of my throat made me want to cum without him even touching me. When he couldn’t take it anymore he made me turn over, kneeled over me while he put on a condom and proceeded to give ME The Business for another hour and a half. We switched positions 5 or 6 times and every time he felt like he was about to cum, he would switch up his stroke and start all over. I have no clue how many times I came or how the hell he kept my pussy dripping wet for so long, but he did and by the time I stood up I had to get my bearings together so that I could walk straight without falling over. Needless to say, I am anxiously awaiting date number 2 with the young stallion. I will keep you all posted…..

Whose GROOVE is this?