Will He EVER?!

28 Sep

I’ve gotten some emails from women readers about my post which encourages women to give head- “what about us”, the ladies want to know.

It seems far too many of you are not getting any tender licking care and you’re not very happy about it.  I could write basically the same post again, this time directed at women, but I think you can take what’s good as it is and don’t need my help for that.

What I will say is I understand your frustration.

*Cue memory lane music and fog machine*

I remember the first time a man ever went down on me- initially intimidated the hell out of me and I felt shy and awkward and unsure about what was going on.  But that man knew what he was doing and he proceeded to lift me into a space of pure physical ecstasy where all I could do was pant, gasp his name and dig my fingers into the mattress.

I was hooked.

Every lover I had after that ate pum pum, some did it well, some were experts and some were quite horrible at it.

And then there was E.

E didn’t eat pum pum.  (pause for dramatic effect)

I recall when he told me I just sort of stared at him.  I consciously asked myself if I wanted to be in a relationship with a man who wouldn’t go down on me- I mean, he was fundamentally opposed to it, so it was clear it was never going to happen.  At the time, I really liked him, and eventually fell in love with him so I just let that bit of physical pleasure go.

Though I missed it, we otherwise had a magnificent sex life- I mean magnificent. During the years we were together I never had a headache, lol, and we had sex all. the. time.  All the time.  Morning, night, long lunch, whatever.  It was wonnnnderful.

Then one day- just a normal, average day when we came back to my place after work, I was sitting on the edge of the bed taking my boots off and he knelt down in front of me with a wicked smile and said, “I have something to tell you”, as he slid his hands up my thighs and under my skirt.

“Oh?” I said, feigning ignorance- I could feel the desire in his fingertips, but what he said next took me off center.

“Yeah,” he whispered, “I’ve been wanting to eat your pussy for a while mami, you know that?”

*jaw on floor*

Really?!” was all I could think to say.  I immediately had a physical reaction to hearing those words.  I literally began to ache between my legs.

“Yes, really.  Take your clothes off,” he demanded and I obliged like a good girl should.

I didn’t have very high expectations.  After all, we’d been together for 3 years, he’d made it clear numerous times before that he’d never done this, so I figured hey, a “teachable moment”, right?

The sexual tension was palpable, and I was actually a bit nervous.

The next 45 minutes was some of the best sexual stimulation I’ve had in my life as he slowly, methodically made my body insane and gave me a climax I didn’t think was possible.

After another 90 minutes of play time, we collapsed into a sweaty heap.

“You have to tell me where that came from,” I said, “what made you want to do that?”

He shrugged and laughed at the same time.  “I don’t know if I can explain it, I just started to really wonder what it would be like, how you would react to it, if I could make you cum doing it.  Finally I just got to the point where I had to know.  In all the time we’ve been together I’ve never wanted to do something so much as I wanted to do that to you.”

“And?  What’s your impression?”

“If I knew your body would react that way I’d have done that shit a long ass time ago girl.”

We broke up years ago, but E and I are still friends.  So I asked him about that night and if what he said was honest; that he’d never done it before and it was simply the desire rising to a critical mass that pushed him over the edge.

“Yup,” he said matter-of-factly, “any guy who says he’ll never do it is lyin’ to himself.  If you’re the kind of man that likes a fresh sex life, it’s bound to happen, just like all women are bound to give head.”

“Shut up E.”

“I’m just sayin’.”

Moral to the story?  There’s still hope ladies…there’s still hope.


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