"So here's the thing, what I say here isn't necessarily rocket science. No complicated equation. It's been visited before by most of us, and quite possibly by you, my horny peruser who has most likely stumbled across these words in your own search for something hot to delve into.
But that's just it. In your own valuable space and time you might read erotic literature, to fantasize about fictional characters and made up sexual experiences. Mentally placing yourself inside those scenes helped by your own imagination. Maybe with your celebrity crush. Maybe you can put your real life crush right there in amongst it in your sexually hyperactive little mind too. You can make it as filthy or as sophisticated as you want it to be. By the time you are turned on enough to completely indulge in your own moment, you are already aroused simply from words that have radically increased your desire. And you can have some pretty amazing releases from that build up of arousal right? Correct.
So if the power of erotic formings of words hit this hard, then it stands to reason that when you put these words into action with that girl you are crazy about, then some real sparks are going to fly right? Absolutely fucking correct.
What I know from experience and after reading alot of lesbian media, is that many women can completely satisfy themselves in most instances by themselves, alone. But are they ever left wondering if they have pleased their partners to the same degree during any shared sexual episode? Did their partner experience that same level of arousal and the same level of release that can be had from their own masturbation sessions?
The sexual tendencies and desires I put here are just the way I fuck and roll. Because I've always found it sexually rewarding to shower all of my past and present sexual partners with that level of intense attention that they so crave and deserve in bed, or wherever takes your fancy at the time you both want it. Whether that be your own private space, the shower, the ladies room in a bar, a car, a swimming pool. In all fairness, it doesn't really matter. All are extremely hot just to think about.
It's just the way I like it. It's just the way THEY want it from ME. And I want to share it. To stimulate my reader to put that highly arousing sexual desire into practise, into action, like right now. The time you spend making your girlfriend cum hard should exceed the time it takes to make yourself climax when you are solo. But all of this said, this is just more of a reiteration. It's not a guide, or gospel truth, and I'm definitely not a sex guru the last time I checked. It's just a gentle reminder to all lesbians that sex shouldn't be rushed, sex should not be selfish, and that the build up is completely and utterly key in all of this. To own it so that you both love every single hot minute of it, and for you to drown in it too. To make the most of every.little.tasty.bit.
I guess this perspective is coming from a person who prefers "giving" over "receiving" but who is partial to both as an unselfish lover. We all know the fast and hard fucks are exciting and hot, and trust me, they have their place in anybodies world of sex and I thoroughly enjoy giving them in mine, I really do. But the best types of extreme multiple orgasms come from a slow but intense build up of arousal. That's just the way it is. It doesn't mean you can't play fast and hard once they literally can't take any more of the tease and just want all of you, at once.... When you finally let them slip into that seventh heaven of clenched muscles and tidal waves of electricty, you're gonna see it, hear it, smell it and feel it all around you.
There are so many mind blowing touches you can shower them with. The womans body is like a chessboard and your hands, mouth and other desired "things" are chess pieces. They are there to be used to get the other player (your lover) where you want them. Just like with a checkmate move, every fun or exciting game has an ecstatic ending. And your moves don't have to be the same every time to achieve the same glorious, earth shattering result. Whether you like to indulge in bondage, spanking, toys, biting, dominatrix, or just touching to fuel this needed foreplay is down to a matter of taste and comfort levels. Just don't be too shy to express it, be brave and bold. I am an introverted and shy person myself, but this doesn't mean I'll let it hold me back in the sheets. Nobody else is looking, just the woman underneath you. Take control, they can sense and see confidence and it absolutely 100% turns them on even more.
So, as I have said, this is how I fuck and roll and what it all means to me. And great intimacy and deep connections make up a big part of it for sure.
Fucking a woman for me - there are multiple sensative spots all over the female body that need to be pressed, caressed, kissed and explored in different ways. My idea of what turns someone on is not everyones. But paying close attention to all of these spots is a sure way of getting that steaming hot climax out of them every time, by giving them my sole attention - not just here, there, but everywhere. Who doesn't love locking bodies during reasonable hours, only to find that when you are both completely spent, it's 4am.
I like to take my time and then go back for more, but differently to the first. Then yet again something different for the second, the third...Who says you are done after just one instance? Sure, its more tricky to get your girlfriend to cum multiple times once they become super sensitive to your touch, but if I leave half a hot minute to gather energy inbetween their orgasms, I've found that most women are seemingly always just about ready for round two of many, as long as I proceed gently and listen to their response. I let them guide me slowly or mix it up by alternating between clitoral and penetrative stimulation. Personally, I like to be generous. And I like to let them be greedy if they want it. So quite frankly, they can have as many as they feel their body can stand.
In my humble opinion, great sex always starts with the best kind of kisses. The slow and gentle ones that steadily turn into more and then even more. More tongue, more heat, more skin contact, more touching of the more personal parts that you've wanted to touch all day, all night. Where you explore eachothers soft mouths effortlessly, passionately, eagerly, hot and...wettly. These kind of suffocating yet steamy kisses will really get juices flowing in a matter of seconds for both. I don't really think a kiss should be skipped over. It all starts with a kiss for me. It's one of the most deeply intense and electric experiences between two people who share undeniable chemistry. And it's going to get your heart pumping and everything throbbing from your waist down to your toes. If I can feel that, and they can feel that, then we are already half way there.
And where from here? Abseiling my way down the female body with my mouth, my teeth, my tongue, my hands...It's like enjoying my all time favourite meal and so much more. And just like with those meals, I spend time enjoying them, savouring them, and always save the best bit until last. It builds up a longing and want in them that simply leaves them begging you to reach that final destination of theirs. And for myself, it pleases me in an absolutely different and unique way. For me, seeing that build up of pleasure in them is my own ultimate reward and one of my favourite things about the whole experience of sex.
So then what?
My next favourite place to be is that part of the neck that sweeps into the collar bone clavical. Here I can place my finest lightly brushed kisses, gentle sucks and teasing nips in a seductive trail all the way up to that other mouthwatering spot, just behind and beneath the ear. Light or wet kisses do just fucking fantastic here and the vibrations from my odd whisper or murmur into their ear? I am ultimately just sending shivers down their spine and pushing that all important rush of blood to their precious little bud, and in turn by doing so, releasing a gush of natural silky lubricant that I'll put to practical use before licking it up later. I can feel them tense beneath me, and I know I'm covering them with tiny goosebumps all over their body. It just warms them through and through, and wets them inside and out. Preperation complete? No fucking way. I want them dripping. And why should I not linger there for a while. Take in their intoxicating synthetic scent that they put there for me, before I get to the nectar sweet taste and scent of the main dish.
Just because I'm paying so much attention to their most sensitive parts with my mouth, doesn't mean I can't use my hands at the same time. For lesbians, hands are just ONE of the most important parts of the anatomy. I wouldn't ever let them go to waste at this stage, but I don't get carried away. I don't want them to cum too soon because it won't be anywhere near as powerful.
Hands. I use them. Alot. Whilst I am eagerly working my way down their neck to their breasts, nipples, torso and then belly with gentle kisses and licks, I'm using my hand to check out just how wet they are, and that will just make both of us even more hot under the collar had the attached garments not already been thrown across the room. I don't even have to remove their panties just yet to test their arousal. I can tell by sliding my fingers across the swollen sopping wetness below. By gliding up and down the creased slit of such a thin and skimpy piece of lace or cotton fabric, that I can easily feel the fact they are soaked through as a result of their own excitement, and most importantly that they are ready for me. And they won't want to wait or be teased any longer. Their patience will become destroyed much like their underwear. But who cares, it will be coming off shortly anyway.
Now is the opportunity to pull the skimpy waistband of their damp panties down from their hips and over their upper limbs, knees, and right down to their toes. Standing often starts to feel less practical for me so I use my adrenaline fuelled strength to lift them, their legs wrapped around my body and back, clutching, and their hot liquid centre pressing firmly against my own torso. Once flat out, I spend a few moments placing wet kisses on the inside of their thighs. Flitting close to and around the outskirts of the most delicious prize and trying to make eye contact at the same time. Eye contact is crucial for me, so hot. I'm pretty sure the inner thigh is one of the most sensitive areas of a womans body, and I can really feel that when each kiss is returned with a slight jolting nut cracker clench to my head.
And I guess whilst I'm happily nestled here, I am approaching the end of foreplay and the crucial build up I've spoken about so honestly and sincerely throughout. Now I can use my fingers - my girl is completely wet and ready for them. But do I give them what they want straight away all at once? Absolutely not.
I start with one singular isolated finger at a time, just inside them, slowly, coating each one, lubricating them. I introduce the second that bit deeper, curling both to better stroke with steady rhythm along their g-spot, that little bit firmer, that little bit faster. And then when I hear those undeniable moans of pleasure getting louder and more desperate, I push a third, all the way, so much deeper and faster still whilst stimulating the now fully erect and swolen cherry beneath my already slipping and sliding thumb. I use as much of that juice as I need to make it as smooth and as pleasurable as I can for them.
And that's when I stop, and take my fingers from them. I delay it, make them miss my presence inside them. Make them wait for it first. Why? Because I want to push them to the very edge so they can find their best orgasm. To make them pine for it when I stop. So that when I do eventually go back in and fuck them with my warm wet tongue, directly on their clit, the outside of its little glossy hood, deep inside them, it doesn't matter where. They are so aroused at this point that it's a matter of seconds and not minutes before I finally let them go, let them enjoy it to the maximum. And if I've been lucky enough with my combinations of simultaneous g-spot and clitoral stimulation then the less occassional myth like phenomenon of squirting can actually become a very wet and drenching reality. I can tell from the response how real it is, how strong it is. And I get my reward when I feel them arch and buckle against my hot and breathy wet mouth, them quivering whilst riding me and every last wave of orgasm as long as they can until they flop back, muscles still uncontrollably twitching, spent, exhausted.
Me? Nah I'm not done yet, but I'll use their recovery time to strap up ready for round two. But that.. that is another tale to be told another day."