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I love face sitting... there's that first initial gasp when suddenly someone's tongue makes contact with you. it's a little cold at first, in a wet and exciting way. kind of like putting something minty on your skin. tongues, used well, are much more refined instruments than fingers. they can either cover more surface area or become pointed and extremely localized. this is how i prefer to start -- go extremely slow, hover between my legs so i can feel you breathing and maybe you kiss my thighs. very occasionally you flick your tongue over my vulva and i will yelp. i myself would like it if at first you left my clit alone -- she's too sensitive for immediate onslaught. play around for a while. this part feels crazy amazing; if i'm aroused i'm already feeling a throbbing inside me but every time you suddenly lick me it's like all that interior feeling leaps to the surface and is crystalized in a bolt of warm juicy lightning.
The best part of this early stage is that i don't know what's going to happen next. you should try and surprise me. take a long pause, give me one lick, pause again, then three short licks in succession. i am all tensed up at this point, completely focused on the next moment your tongue will make contact, and feeling the desire to spread my thighs far apart to make room for all the need you are building up in me.
Then you should really get down to business, as while i love the teasing stage i can't take it for too long. (you'll know because i'll make some frustrated vocal noises and i'll be arching my pelvis towards you.) here is where you should start exploring "in the groove," as i call it. try long slow licking motions that start at my vaginal opening and go all the way up to, but don't QUITE make contact with, my clit. then vary the length of the lick, the speed, and the shape of your tongue -- try pointy, then big and wide. in this stage my body relaxes; it's sort of like getting the most hyperbolically good massage of your life, and you can't believe how awesome it feels so you just sort of melt into it.
Then you start working my clit and this is where i go bonkers. try licking up to it -- stroke your tongue repeatedly from about half an inch below it right up onto it. my vaginal walls are tensing like crazy at this point, and i am rotating my pelvis towards you because i can barely stand it but i need more. i don't even have the words for this part -- it feels absurdly wet and sparkly, though the sensation is still happening on the surface at this point.
If you're doing your job well, at some point during this stage i will start to feel a strong, bodily premonition: i am going to come. i visualize this shift as a change in WHERE the sensation is coming from: while before it was all in the little external sphere of the clit itself, at this point the clitoris's roots well inside me have suddenly gone warm and tense. (look this up ---- the clit is misunderstood, it isn't just a little button but a really large interior structure.) they are grabbing all the muscles in my pelvis and squeezing. i begin to feel intentionality at this point: before i was just enjoying how absurdly good this feels, but now i am on a mission. i am going to orgasm my brains out. for me, coming strongly involves my pelvic muscles, so you'll notice where i'm at because you'll feel me contracting under you. i am probably also shifting my legs around at this point.
Now, you can keep me on the verge for a long long time -- but whatever you do, don't return to the teasing stage at this point. focus on the groove as a path to my clit. when you do something in particular that increases that "i am going to come" sensation in me, that's when i'm most likely to exclaim "YES" or "FUCK" or "OH MY" or just "WHARBARBALFGBLE." keep doing that thing.
There will come a point where everything in my body knows that we are going to come IMMEDIATELY if the right sensations keep happening. for me, this is the only time when you should focus entirely on my clit. you will know because i am clenching everything in my body. everything you do on the surface is sending warm, contracting depth charges of pleasure into my pelvis. i lose my ability to feel really subtle sensations at this point: i want you to pick a repetitive motion and DIG IN. you might have to try a few different ones but it will work.
the part just before i actually come is the best fucking part. oh jesus. i am on a giant cliff-edge of more pleasure than i thought was possible and suddenly, all those clenched muscles relax for just a few seconds. everything is silence and slow motion and i feel a big, round, room-filling sensation of OH. MY. GOSH. then i begin the orgasm and everything clenches back up, i am falling down the cliff and my vaginal walls are contracting fast, and the sensation is one of pulsing bursts of intensity that i almost can't stand. it is probably hard to keep your tongue on me at this point, i am probably thrashing around, but don't stop. i need to get every possible pulse out of me. when i have, i will probably shiver and moan, and that's when i'll be able to relax again and feel a huge gentle wave of pleasure out to my fingers and toes. high five! good job! we did it my slave. |
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This was emailed to me by one of the subs here...........
I took the liberty of writing for you, inspired by your amazing profile. I hope you enjoy, but if not I apologize for wasting your time. I hope you are having a lovely weekend. We arrived for dinner at Farallon, and DeviantQueen sat across from me, her wicked grin teasing me. I looked into her gorgeous eyes, and she looked back into my soul. I knew she had mischief on her mind, and to say I was excited would be profound understatement. After the waiter brought drinks, she brushed her fork off the table. I knelt next to her to pick it up before any restaurant staff could do my job for me and her heeled foot met my crotch. I looked up at her and softly said thank you as she extended her hand. I kissed it reverently. I picked up her fork to use and gave her mine. We had delicious fish dishes, and between courses, she slipped off a shoe and teased me with her bare foot. "Somebody is eager," she taunted as I blushed, "It's only been three weeks since last time - he had better learn patience. It's going to be quite a while yet." She ordered dessert, but instructed me to save my appetite for something sweeter. I watched her seductively eat a pot de creme, licking her lips and telling me how good it was. The check couldn't come quickly enough for me. I paid and ordered a car to take us home. In the back seat, Goddess slipped two fingers under her skirt and drew them out for me to taste. I eagerly cleaned them as we headed home. When we got inside, she immediately sat on the couch and I fetched her a drink. She mentioned her feet were tired, and I begged to be permitted to massage them. She graciously I agreed and I thanked her as I got out some peppermint oil. I slipped off her heels to reveal her sexy feet, my pedicure job from last night still looking good. I massaged and kissed her feet, suckling each toe reverently. I massaged in the peppermint oil and she purred. I begged permission and worked my way up her legs to her smooth thighs. Kissing there, I could smell her sex and could barely restrain myself. But I waited until she instructed and began to lick through her silk panties. "Remove them," she ordered and I pulled them down. They caught briefly on her thigh: "Thwack!" came her right hand hard against my cheek. "I apologize for my clumsiness and thank you for correcting me," I said immediately and finished removing them. I began teasing her slowly as she had taught, staying outside until she insistently thrust into me before I parted her luscious lips and taunted her folds. I tasted the wonderful musky, salty juices and slid my tongue inside her temple. I pulled back and darted around, her breath growing shorter and her glorious sex wetter. Finally I flicked her engorged clit and she start to thrust and moan, her vaginal muscles pulsing and clenching at me. Finally Goddess shoved me back on the floor and began fucking my face aggressively as I tried to get my lips and tongue on her clit as much as humanly possible. She settles down and clenches my face with her legs, and I focus my tongue on working her clit as quickly and consistently as I can. Her legs relax and then clench harder before she grinds around my face as waves of orgasm wash over her. I try to find her clit but she just rides until she finally sinks back and collapses on the floor next to me. I thank her for the amazing privilege. She tells me she is tired, and we retire to the bedroom. I ask her what she would like for breakfast. She asks for eggs Benedict and I massage her deeply and then slowly until she drifts off. I head back out to finish some of her laundry and ironing and make sure I have everything I need for breakfast. When I finish, I set an alarm to get up early enough to squeeze fresh juice, make Hollandaise sauce, and wake her up with breakfast and hopefully another chance to make her come. I fall asleep on the couch peaceful and happy, loving her scent on my face and so eager to wake up.
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