numeniusa's boudoir

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its been a while since I've been in your boudoir, but always enjoy getting to see what new things you've slipped into. ;)
 
What that was amazing Numi! I must say I have always loved taking a woman's clit directly into my mouth and it does have the same effect on others as it has on you;)

It's a good skill to have :cool:

To be most effective (for me, anyway), it has to be gentle, but still firm enough to be properly stimulating.

We don't ask much, do we....? :devil:
 
If he's lying down I love to ride his face - I'm in charge in this position, I control my own stimulation, my rhythm, how fast or slow I cum.

This.......:heart:

:)

I'm always a tiny bit worried about going too hard at it, but I'm assured it's fine.... :devil:
 
its been a while since I've been in your boudoir, but always enjoy getting to see what new things you've slipped into. ;)


Hey! :kiss: Haven't seen you around much - having you been having fun?

And the slipping out of them is the fun part, of course... ;)
 
On cunnilingus

Oh, I do like this. Such an act of intimacy and trust, to invite a man's face between my thighs, to allow him to see my most secret parts, to feel my folds with his tongue, to inhale my scent, to taste me. In fact, given the moaning it elicits in me, it might just be the full sensory experience... ;)

That first moment, feeling his breath before any actual physical contact, can be an exquisite tease in its own right, but the feeling of a hot slippery tongue is just divine. The tongue is a wonderfully flexible muscle, it can be soft or hard, pointed or flat, probing, licking, flicking, lapping. A skilled operator can have me writhing and moaning in moments. I like to feel a tongue gently entering me, looking for my honey, but for me it's the clitoral attention that I especially love. The feeling of a tongue seeking my clit is incredibly arousing, and when it finds that hyper-sensitive little button, it's like a switch being thrown. My whole world seems to contract to just that tiny area, all I can think about is what it is feeling, the tendrils of pleasure spreading from it. I become aware of the effects deep inside me, a growing softness, wetter and wetter, tightening with the heightening of my arousal.

At this point fingers or a toy slipping inside are welcome, yearned for even. My man will sometimes stop with the tongue for a few moments and use the very tip of a finger very gently right on my clit, directly, observing closely what he's doing. It's drenched and swollen enough by now for that change in texture to take me higher, but when the tongue comes back, I'll be gasping with the pleasure of it. I might move my hands down, hold myself open for the eyes, the fingertip, the return of the tongue.

There are a few different positions I like for cunnilingus.

  • Lying on my back is the obvious choice, parting my thighs feels deliberately wanton, and I'm at his mercy, but I also feel worshipped, devoured, savoured.
  • Him kneeling behind me down on all fours with my knees parted for access is also delicious, more difficult for the man I suspect, but a different angle to the tongue gives a different stroke, another texture. I know he can see and switch to my rosebud if he chooses in this position.
  • I also like standing, the man kneeling or perhaps sitting reclined between my legs, but he'd better be ready to catch me at my climax because my knees are going to buckle, no question.
  • If he's lying down I love to ride his face - I'm in charge in this position, I control my own stimulation, my rhythm, how fast or slow I cum.
  • Once we attempted a position in a high-backed leather armchair that we'd seen done in porn, me arranged backwards with my head and upper back in the seat of the chair, my lower back and arse stretching up the back of the chair, my legs spread open at the top. He stood behind the chair and bent his head to my pussy. Very exciting, and I came really fast, but it was as complicated as it sounds, and quite difficult to get out of, post-orgasm... :)

My absolute favourite thing though, whatever position I find myself in, is for my clit to be taken right into the mouth, drawn gently in and sucked. It's a very direct stimulation, but I've always loved it, when I'm ready for it it takes me so high. It makes me really loud, and as I get closer to orgasm I can't help but buck my hips, moving rhythmically, helpless in the waves of pleasure, on a track I can't escape. I don't want to escape, I don't want it to end, but I'm desperate at the same time to climb to that edge, to reach it, to fall shuddering over it.

And that's the signal to stop.

Either let me lie there, dazed, still twitching, recovering.

Or plunge the cock into me and watch my eyes widen.... :devil:

(More ramblings here..., including a companion one on fellatio)

I fully support this post!!! :D
 
all of those positions sound great to me, i've done them and enjoyed them all, but on sucking the clit into my mouth i like to hum on it as my tongue flicks it at the same time... not had a complaint yet just a lot of moaning lol ;)

Moaning is a good sign... :D

It sounds really complicated when you describe the clit-sucking/tongue-flicking, but I dare say you've had a lot more practice than me, I've only done it once, and I didn't attempt anything as complicated as that!

Next time... :devil:

Do you have any other cunnilingus positions you'd recommend for me to try? And did you really do the chair one? :D
 
It's a good skill to have :cool:

To be most effective (for me, anyway), it has to be gentle, but still firm enough to be properly stimulating.

We don't ask much, do we....? :devil:
I believe I have just the right amount of suckage ;):devil:
 
i need more practice though ;)

well sort of it was using a sofa....

another that was good was me in a swimming pool and my wife sat on the edge with me between her legs using my tongue and fingers... may have a pic of it somewhere too :kiss:

I do think it's an activity that should be practised regularly to ensure top-quality skills are maintained. :cool:

Swimming pool - mmmm, that sounds nice. A lounger next to the pool is in my recent memory (and in a recent rambling in here ;)), but not exactly as you described. There's definitely a pool at our late summer holiday destination this year, so will have to try it then... :devil:
 
i'd happily join you to capture the moment on camera for you, or still better have some additional practice for myself :kiss::kiss::kiss:

Going to have to be careful, it's not a private pool, as I recall... Might have to sneak out after dark :devil:

Although, actually, who cares... *giggles*
 
I'm sure you'd soon hear about it if it was too much! I bet every woman is slightly different when you get down to that, ahem, level of detail, shall we say.... :D
I would agree which is why I always start gently and gradually increase based on the response:D

OK now this is sounding more technical than sexy LOL
 
oh you are a one, and i like it.... now where are you going to ? ;)

*evil grin*

Italy (again), so hard to resist. Sardinia this time, haven't been there before, really looking forward to it. :)

Get yer passport ready... ;)
 
I would agree which is why I always start gently and gradually increase based on the response:D

OK now this is sounding more technical than sexy LOL

You are clearly an enthusiastic exponent of the art :) That can only be a good thing, in my view!

I do think 'sexy' follows quite naturally from 'technical', actually, given enough initial practice :cool:
 
You are clearly an enthusiastic exponent of the art :) That can only be a good thing, in my view!

I do think 'sexy' follows quite naturally from 'technical', actually, given enough initial practice :cool:
ah yes...well time to do some "tongue ups" have to keep that muscle in top shape;)
 
On cunnilingus, from a masculine perspective...!

It occurred to me that, following Numi's latest treatise, it might be interesting to describe the experiences of the cunnilinger, having read those of the cunnilingee! So here goes...

It's an activity I've loved since the very first time I tried it, more years ago than I'd care to count. A truly intimate act, requiring the total trust of my partner. When she's already aroused it's a pure joy. When she isn't then I love the process of transforming her into a quivering, bucking woman, with all her senses focused on my tongue.

Imagine that she is blindfolded, lying on her back with her legs apart. As I'm a terrible tease I like to breathe on her first, with no skin contact. This makes her whimper, demand more than my hot breath. Eventually I will show mercy and allow my tongue to linger on her upper thighs, tracing ever nearer to her nether lips. Already my senses will be suffused with the delicious aroma of aroused woman. I will be listening for her every response. I will be hotly aroused; erect.

Her folds intrigue me. Unaroused her pussy is neat; compact, her inner lips almost completely invisible inside the outer ones. I love the miraculous transformation that I know will come...

I like to start with long slow strokes of the tongue, finishing near her clit. I know some women can't bear early contact directly on the clitoris - my woman, though, almost demands it, but, as I said, I like to tease. Soon enough the sweet musk of her arousal heralds the slow flow of delicious honey. This I love, love, love. When it starts then my tongue seeks her cunt, probing, thrusting as far inside as I can, licking the walls, encircling her entrance.

Then slowly, teasingly, lingeringly up to the focus of her pleasure. I know exactly where she wants my tongue to be, but why the hurry?! So I circle, stroke, flick my tongue, ever closer. When I know she is ready I suck her gently into my mouth, while my tongue seeks the exact spot and flickers. My fingers, at this stage, are likely to be busy too: first one, then two inside her, stroking, thrusting, separating and coming back together.

Her hips, by now, are rocking in an unmistakable crescendo. I don't want her to come yet, though, not until she cannot wait. Perhaps I will remove my tongue and substitute my fingers, holding her pussy lips apart with one hand and gently, very gently, stroking directly under the hood of her clit. Perhaps, too, a finger, coated in her honey, will stray to her pucker, circling first, then probingly inside.

One of the reasons for switching to using fingers is that I can move my head back and enjoy the visual pleasures on offer. By now she is swollen, her lips puffy, coated with honey, a feast for the eyes. My other senses, too, are alive - the gorgeous musky aroma, the taste of her on my tongue, and the sound of her cries in my ears. Her taste is wonderful - the nearest comparison I can make is to soured cream, but sweeter. Her cries rise in pitch in waves of pleasure. Sometimes she goes momentarily quiet, but her hips tell me all I need to know.

So back with my tongue, more urgently now, for she is approaching her peak. After so many years I still love all the signs of this. Her pelvis pushes towards my face, making it difficult to breathe! Oh, for the ability to breathe through my ears! Still I maintain the rhythm, and before long her hands will flutter in the air around my head. She didn't actually realise she did this until I told her; it's an unconscious movement. Sometimes she will hold the back of my head and push me further into her. My oxygen debt increases!

...but by now I am lost in pleasure. I'm aware of the urgent delicious ache in my groin, my strainingly hard cock, pre-cum pouring out in copious flow. I will have her clitoris in my mouth, I will be sucking her, my tongue more purposeful now, my senses aware of her every cry. And in the waves of her pleasure I will be seeking the seventh wave, the unstoppable wave. No teasing any more, I want to ride this one and bring her to the edge, lingering there for an instant before I feel her pulsing, contracting, I hear her loud cries, her thighs, quivering, close around my head. Through all of this I watch her face, for I know that a moment will come when she can't bear the direct contact any more and I must, regretfully, withdraw my tongue, though perhaps leaving a finger or two inside her to feel the delicious pulsing.

Sometimes she needs to lie, basking, content, for a little while afterwards. Sometimes she will want me inside her straight away, and the urgent look in her eyes will tell me she needs to be fucked, now, comprehensively, and who am I to deny her that...!
 
:::clapping hands::: Bravo Hornblende, magnificent! It is obvious why you to are so sexually well matched!!

I really enjoyed both of your thesis's immensely!
 
:::clapping hands::: Bravo Hornblende, magnificent! It is obvious why you to are so sexually well matched!!

I really enjoyed both of your thesis's immensely!

Thanks hotoldrguy, on behalf of us both! Have another beer... :D
 
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