Oral Servitude

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That combination of a little bit of panting and the subservient whimper, oh so much easier with the head drawn back. Interesting how the sounds made are similar to the yielding of pack animal to the alpha. The show of throat alone is a submission to the dominant wolf, and the whimper, that small sound of almost terror and pleading, that follows to ensure the signal of submission is clearly known.
For me it has always been about that perfect moment when I let slip the virtues and social contexts that cloak that raw want. My whimper is a signal to myself that my most base female, my wanton, has risen to the surface. I would suppose that the whimper is my gift, my release of control, that sound torn loose as my need to serve roils to the top.
And that whimper, seems to lead to the begging, the sounds that always serve to humiliate and entice me. The edge gone to my voice and all there is is that childish tone that rises up, the natural voice that makes me sound decades younger. And yet that younger voice begs for such unspeakable things, such inappropriate things, such a quandary.
So for me that whimper, that sharply drawn breath is actually a submission and a slight challenge. Draw more of my want out with your hands in my hair, let your voice lead me deeper into the wanton. Let the desire for the taste of you grow into a consuming hunger for your cock. You need not "make" me beg, just lead me into the craving and begging will unfold. In truth that whimper is the least of where I will go, yet it marks the defined beginning of this journey.
 
Blushes sweetly.

Man you do know how to hit the spot I have been all about getting whimpers for the last few weeks. No matter how many of them I get out of my other half I still seem to crave more. Now I am trying to let the puppies heal so that I have nice ubrused flesh to start all over again with. :devil:
 
and again

So glad to have hit a spot, touched a nerve, and whatever other reactions I have produced. My enthusiasm for this activity is rather intense.
 
A week ago, today...

After 4 long years of denial, I finally got exactly what I needed. Hand in my hair, mouth stretched impossibly wide, face fucked til I couldn't breathe, couldn't think, could barely focus.

*happy sigh*

And the ending...when your throat is open, your mouth filled with saliva that tries to dribble away and your face is buried in the groin, swallowing, swallowing so that you don't choke...
 
So glad to have hit a spot, touched a nerve, and whatever other reactions I have produced. My enthusiasm for this activity is rather intense.

As is obvious by your wonderful description. I can think of these things with great delight, remembering sessions and then sometimes cannot put it into words, you manage to capture the very very pleasurable moment!
 
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I think perhaps that is the entire appeal of oral servitude. Each moment has it's own intense appeal for both parties. The anticipation I feel, that yearning, is in itself almost Zen like for it's purity. The knowing and yet not knowing, the nervous energy beginning it's slow climb up my spine as my own desire drops deep and settles between my thighs. Pick any instant and there is a backdrop and a voluptuous richness to it. The first taste of silken skin, the pressure at the top of the spine as you stretch back, even the slight delicious soreness as your lips open wide, no girl not good enough, wider. Each small motion, each thrust deeper, each gasp for air they all play an integral part in the dance of pleasure and fear. because done right oral servitude should take even the most experienced cock worshiper to a new place. The simple fear of displeasing is not the one of which I write today. I speak of that most primal fear of choking, that loss of control over the most basic need. And that is such an important thing is it not? To lose that control even for a moment, even if you do not enjoy true "breath play" to lose so much of your reptilian brain's control is almost terrifying. And to know you have given that primitive side to another's hands and cock, to know they hold you cradled in their hands, oh my Lord. Deep throating always has made me insanely aroused, and thus I seem to relinquish that control easily, but let me tell you a secret. My heart pounds just for a fleeting moment when I know that to please I must relinquish my air for just a second. My whole body tenses as the cock slides deeper into my throat and the air dwindles. And in that is my rawest submission, in that all my cravings to serve are filled.
 
I think perhaps that is the entire appeal of oral servitude. Each moment has it's own intense appeal for both parties. The anticipation I feel, that yearning, is in itself almost Zen like for it's purity. The knowing and yet not knowing, the nervous energy beginning it's slow climb up my spine as my own desire drops deep and settles between my thighs. Pick any instant and there is a backdrop and a voluptuous richness to it. The first taste of silken skin, the pressure at the top of the spine as you stretch back, even the slight delicious soreness as your lips open wide, no girl not good enough, wider. Each small motion, each thrust deeper, each gasp for air they all play an integral part in the dance of pleasure and fear. because done right oral servitude should take even the most experienced cock worshiper to a new place. The simple fear of displeasing is not the one of which I write today. I speak of that most primal fear of choking, that loss of control over the most basic need. And that is such an important thing is it not? To lose that control even for a moment, even if you do not enjoy true "breath play" to lose so much of your reptilian brain's control is almost terrifying. And to know you have given that primitive side to another's hands and cock, to know they hold you cradled in their hands, oh my Lord. Deep throating always has made me insanely aroused, and thus I seem to relinquish that control easily, but let me tell you a secret. My heart pounds just for a fleeting moment when I know that to please I must relinquish my air for just a second. My whole body tenses as the cock slides deeper into my throat and the air dwindles. And in that is my rawest submission, in that all my cravings to serve are filled.

WOW this is the most sesual description of oral servitude that I have ever read and I recognize the feeling of a woman paying tribute to my manhood quite feverously when you describe it like this because of the sensation in the spine, the tensness of the balls, the sensitivity of the under side of the cockhead and the sweet sensation of a warm mouth closing over my erect member....wonderful......thanks for the description...it's blowing my mind....:kiss::rose::kiss:
 
You have the bard's gift darlin'. Your joy reaches through these words and grips all of us, tightly, allowing us to share the joy you have in your servitude. Hope you enjoy it!


I think perhaps that is the entire appeal of oral servitude. Each moment has it's own intense appeal for both parties. The anticipation I feel, that yearning, is in itself almost Zen like for it's purity. The knowing and yet not knowing, the nervous energy beginning it's slow climb up my spine as my own desire drops deep and settles between my thighs. Pick any instant and there is a backdrop and a voluptuous richness to it. The first taste of silken skin, the pressure at the top of the spine as you stretch back, even the slight delicious soreness as your lips open wide, no girl not good enough, wider. Each small motion, each thrust deeper, each gasp for air they all play an integral part in the dance of pleasure and fear. because done right oral servitude should take even the most experienced cock worshiper to a new place. The simple fear of displeasing is not the one of which I write today. I speak of that most primal fear of choking, that loss of control over the most basic need. And that is such an important thing is it not? To lose that control even for a moment, even if you do not enjoy true "breath play" to lose so much of your reptilian brain's control is almost terrifying. And to know you have given that primitive side to another's hands and cock, to know they hold you cradled in their hands, oh my Lord. Deep throating always has made me insanely aroused, and thus I seem to relinquish that control easily, but let me tell you a secret. My heart pounds just for a fleeting moment when I know that to please I must relinquish my air for just a second. My whole body tenses as the cock slides deeper into my throat and the air dwindles. And in that is my rawest submission, in that all my cravings to serve are filled.
 
Oh I almost forgot

Thank you all for the words of encouragement, and Rope, yes I do truly hope I can find someone willing to explore with me*sigh.*

I just was working and then I remembered. The sweet soreness of your lips when he decides to stop you and brings you up to his mouth for a kiss. The feeling of loss and there is return to seduction, then having teeth graze your lip and then,oh my yes again, feeling the pressure on the back of your neck as he returns you to your place in his lap. I am so geared up for some time serving, just so torqued up to have the luxury to spend as much time as desired.

Then the next day feeling your lips, when you laugh and smile and remembering why they are more sensitive. Remembering out of context,laughing at the joke the cashier tells you, and suddenly your mouth reminds you of being used. That guilty twinge when you are trying to have a conversation and your tongue keeps finding that spot on your upper lip where he forced you down. Then the taste of him, that helpless feeling, and for a second you are thrown back into the pleasures of the night before, just like that.

This is why I should be allowed to do this a great deal more often, I like it so much and I am really enthusiastic about it. I really ought to practice more frequently, truly.
 
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Also loving that, and should not have just taken a large gulp of water before opening it.

Although I have strong feelings about those oral sessions that go on, and on, and on...as there is something so delicious about that as well.
 
I really like the idea of a contest testing the skills of making a man pop quickly.


As I see it, it's like anything else in the arts. You have to learn draughtsmanship before you can take on abstract painting and be anything other than a hack. You have to actually be able to play the drums incredibly well before you can go all crazy and freestyle like Elvin Jones. It's the sense of control and technical ability in the background that makes Finnegans Wake worth reading, although it appears to be word salad.

There's nothing like a woman taking her time on a dick who has, up her sleeve, the ability to make that dick come quickly. That's where true artistry comes in.
 
I really like the idea of a contest testing the skills of making a man pop quickly.


As I see it, it's like anything else in the arts. You have to learn draughtsmanship before you can take on abstract painting and be anything other than a hack. You have to actually be able to play the drums incredibly well before you can go all crazy and freestyle like Elvin Jones. It's the sense of control and technical ability in the background that makes Finnegans Wake worth reading, although it appears to be word salad.

There's nothing like a woman taking her time on a dick who has, up her sleeve, the ability to make that dick come quickly. That's where true artistry comes in.

it depends on the man though. one thing will make one erupt like a volcano in 3.4 seconds, but on someone else it can take a really long time. Also guys with foreskins can be brought to orgasm faster than those without.
 
it depends on the man though. one thing will make one erupt like a volcano in 3.4 seconds, but on someone else it can take a really long time. Also guys with foreskins can be brought to orgasm faster than those without.
A good golfer plays well on any golf course.
 
A good golfer plays well on any golf course.

rubbish. men are not like gold courses. one man may be st Andrews and another may be the amazon rain forest. You can't fight physiology or psychology.

btw... I haz a pic you may like.
 
rubbish. men are not like gold courses. one man may be st Andrews and another may be the amazon rain forest. You can't fight physiology or psychology.

btw... I haz a pic you may like.

I still maintain that an expert fellatrix will, on the average, be able to make any man O more quickly than her competitors.
 
I still maintain that an expert fellatrix will, on the average, be able to make any man O more quickly than her competitors.

probably. but my point is that what is a star turn for one man may leave another feeling 'meh'. and few women get to practice on such a huge range of men for the man's explicit pleasure as opposed to just getting them off asap. I think a really good oralist is someone who can keep you on the edge of orgasm for a long time. someone who intuitively knows when you are close to coming and then backs off just enough to ease the pressure and then build it again. someone who actually really likes sucking cock (or cunt for that matter).

The only people I've met who bragged about how fast they could make a man ejaculate, were people who don't much like sucking cock.
 
probably. but my point is that what is a star turn for one man may leave another feeling 'meh'. and few women get to practice on such a huge range of men for the man's explicit pleasure as opposed to just getting them off asap. I think a really good oralist is someone who can keep you on the edge of orgasm for a long time. someone who intuitively knows when you are close to coming and then backs off just enough to ease the pressure and then build it again. someone who actually really likes sucking cock (or cunt for that matter).

The only people I've met who bragged about how fast they could make a man ejaculate, were people who don't much like sucking cock.

That gets back to my post above. Notice I didn't say anything about bragging, or people who don't like to suck cock and are just getting it over with.

The kind of teasing you talk about is great--at times. Other times, I just want to be sucked off efficiently. What matters is the technical expertise and how it's used.
 
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