I am a captive audience
Front row seat to her performance
Baited breath sits on the edge of the seat of my excitement
Pulse gallops
Stampedes to the focal point
Offers a standing ovation even before she’s concluded her show
Tingles clap with exhilaration
Eyes are spotlights
Shine bright
All other concerns fall into the shadows
Her nib is centre stage
Swollen with silent confidence
The ebony curtains of her legs open Continue reading
I want to use my tongue and flirt with your clit. Be playful with it using subtle gestures of tongue swirling humour. Use my tongue to engage it in witty banter that causes tingles to smile in its tip. Take a leisurely tongue swoop across your lips until your wetness relaxes and flows fluid. Circle your nib so you see the interest of my want. Take my time. Offer open invitations of pleasures. Continue reading
My tongue wants to take a holiday between your thighs
Escape
Relax
Recuperate
Busk in the sunshine of your nib
Soak in its rays of ultraviolet throbs
Become kissed by its glow
My tongue wants to become radiant from its warm
Walk alone the coastline of your woman shoreline
Have the ocean of your wetness lap at its tip
Swim in your tropical waters
Skinny dip in your lagoon
Dive naked into your depths
My tongue wants to take a holiday between your thighs Continue reading
Her confession was a declaration
She confessed
Said she likes its
Likes when my tongue touches her nib
Makes jump
Shocks her body with 1000 volts of tingles
Sweet pins and needles between her thighs
Said she likes how her body becomes rigid
And relaxed at the same time
Said it offers no dick deep penetration
Said it skims the surface of her flower
Yet reaches deep inside her body Continue reading
There are times when I want you to feel the warm of my mouth on your wetness
Its faint presence
Slight movement
Feel me whisper my desires to your nib while I taste you
Make you feel my words
As I converse with your nerve endings
Taste you with gently-powerful pleasure
Fluid tongue swirls
Use my tongue and place it on the tip of your entrance
Teases you
Dip my tongue
In …
Out …
In …
Out …
In … Continue reading
Body party pt2
…My nukki was soaked in her own wetness. I could feel my damp knickers against my nukki’s folds and it was making me even hornier. I wanted to fuck Adrian there and then. Wanted to throw him down on the table, on top of the food, and ride his dick – fuck him hard and wild. Fuck him like I wanted to break the 10 foot long solid oak table we were seated at. It was taking all my strength to restrain myself from raping him there and then. I had calmed down from my pending orgasm but was still breathing slightly heavy. My nipples were hard and I felt flush and hot; it’s a good thing I’m black because otherwise my flushed cheeks would have shown. I looked at Adrian who was still talking to Jerome and acting like nothing didn’t happen. I gazed at him and was torn between astonishment and frustration; he was so calm that I wanting to slap him for almost making me cum. Maybe he felt my eyes in the back of his head because he turned around and smiled at me. He still had that smug look on his face. I wanted to know what he was thinking, how he managed to remain so calm and act like nothing had happened. Actually, I wanted to do the same to him in some way. Tease him, play with him, bring him to the brink of bussin’ a nut and then stop. Make the fucker hard and weak at the same time. However, I knew that revenge is a dish best served cold so I’ll wait to strike back; wait until he wasn’t expecting. Continue reading
So i was having a convo with a lady friend and it seems there are various ways women use their rampant rabbits. Most women only use the ‘ears’ but many have a preference as to which direction their rabbit is pointing (either with the shaft pointing downwards/between their thighs or pointing upwards). It made me wonder … so the two questions are
1. how do you use yours
2. which direction does it point in
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Mr E
So I was asked why I love to get so much tongue action and decided I’d try and explain why.
I have to say that I’m still shocked, disappointed … offended even that in this day and age men STILL refuse to go down on a woman. Stating that ‘bad man don’t do dem tings’, ‘manz ain’t now bow cat’, ‘gyal fi get straight cocky’ shows to me they are sexually retarded, immature, repressed and most of all selfish. But I won’t go off on one, I’m writing to explain why I love me my tongue pleasures.
Well, let me jump straight in and say its the warm of his/her mouth on my wetness, the way it’s so faint and slight but yet can feel is so much. I love when a guy whispers or talks when he tastes me … I can literally feel his words. It makes me tingle. Continue reading
For those of you who are freaky romantics, a couple display pics.
Happy Valentine’s day
