Orally Pleasing

OrallyIt takes just one time…. The taste of the moistness drives me crazy. The action and movement of my tongue drives Her wild. The connection gets stronger each time She allows the tongue to dance with the clit! The goal? Drive Her crazier than She already is…. To make Her look at me as if i am one big tongue specifically for Her use… i don’t want Her to be able to walk. Not at all… When i’m done, i want Her to be so immobilized that She CAN’T move. Continue reading “Orally Pleasing”


The Taste of Moistness

MoistnessThey have said the thirst is real…  i am living proof of that. There is nothing sweeter than having the wetness of a Woman in my mouth. The steps taken to get a Woman to the point of Her gaining excitement on a sexual level is one i do enjoy. The attraction is natural. It’s the action that brings Her to the point of wanting me inside of Her. OR, at the very least, wanting my tongue, finger, any object that will help satisfy Her sensual urges. Continue reading “The Taste of Moistness”

Having Somewhere To Eat

Somewhere to eatSo, my submissive mind is always thinking about how i can properly serve and please my Domme. It fascinates me knowing that if i am pleasing Her in the way She expects, deserves and desires, then the goals are being met in the subjugation of me and the empowerment of Her. Of course, outside of the Pro Domme aspect, in the mind of a lifestyle sub, this can and does enter into realms deemed illegal and immoral, the thoughts of submitting in ways that is mutually beneficial. Continue reading “Having Somewhere To Eat”

my Lips to Yours…


The anticipation to taste every part of Her is at such a high. I salivate just thinking of Her aroma. The thought of being on my knees with my tongue just tasting the tip of Her clitoris has me in sub space. Just being allowed to lick Her pubic hair has my mind wandering to a place that has never been reached. Then imagining Her thighs enveloping my head, the silkiness of Her soft skin. The temperature of Her warmth so close as She touches my soft, curly hair.

Just the thought of Her looking down at me as I look up at Her. Waiting for the signal to allow me the privilege of tasting Her. Wanting to literally drown in Her juices.
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