ORAL SERVITUDE - redux

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I'm curious, from a guy's perspective, if going down on a woman is just going down or if there are elements of worship and servitude??

For sure some guys (and women in a F/f relationship) just love eating pussy. Yay! Some guys might do it just because it's a little of "this for that" -- not so yay....

But when does oral become more than just lickin' pussy? Is it something that's a "stand-alone" activity.... you don't need it to lead to anything else because you're showing her your devotion through her pussy. Or is it just lickin' pussy????
It's never just "lickin' pussy," at least for me. I was fortunate enough to have a slightly older than I was partner for my first bumbling teenage attempts at pleasuring a female - a girl who took the time to actually "teach" me. And one of the things she taught me was the proper way to go down on a woman. It's remained my very favorite sexual act ever since.

I know that those of us who've delved into the BDSM lifestyle with any kind of seriousness at all are aware of the fact that in the best BDSM relationships, it's a case of mutual respect and adoration, and even worship, if that word is actually appropriate to your dynamic.

In the sense that when I go down on a woman I want to give her as much pleasure as I possibly can, I suppose you could say that there is an element of servitude to it, but really, for me it's all about the word "worship." It's worshiping the organ itself, yes - I mean, is there anything on earth that can give a man more pleasure? But for me it's also worshiping the woman.

It can also be used as a very effective method for a forced orgasm situation...

And in the spirit of Oral Servitude, perhaps we should revive this ancient relic from the past:

http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=16636556&postcount=1
 
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It's never just "lickin' pussy," at least for me. I was fortunate enough to have a slightly older than I was partner for my first bumbling teenage attempts at pleasuring a female - a girl who took the time to actually "teach" me. And one of the things she taught me was the proper way to go down on a woman. It's remained my very favorite sexual act ever since.

I know that those of us who've delved into the BDSM lifestyle with any kind of seriousness at all are aware of the fact that in the best BDSM relationships, it's a case of mutual respect and adoration, and even worship, if that word is actually appropriate to your dynamic.

In the sense that when I go down on a woman I want to give her as much pleasure as I possibly can, I suppose you could say that there is an element of servitude to it, but really, for me it's all about the word "worship." It's worshiping the organ itself, yes - I mean, is there anything on earth that can give a man more pleasure? But for me it's also worshiping the woman.

It can also be used as a very effective method for a forced orgasm situation...

And in the spirit of Oral Servitude, perhaps we should revive this ancient relic from the past:

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=417147



Okay, this brings to mind my first foray into this, also probably awkward and bumbling, though I thought I was cool.
I had an older friend that was a complete mind connection, which is, really, the sexiest thing ever. He wasn't really my physical type at that time, but I was young, so what did I know? He made me laugh. If you can make me laugh? D'awww...
I knew he wanted me. One day I called him up and told him I wanted him to teach me "everything". How to fuck, how to give head, whatever he knew. Looking back, it wasn't much more than me, probably.

I don't know how I had the guts to ask for that: "I want you to teach me."
I remember his reaction, to this day, a quizzical but really sexy "...but this isn't my Birthday..."
So, we went out. The lessons commenced.

His cock was beautiful. To this day I remember everything about it. About him.
He taught me cock worship. I remember him saying, "this is all you see, all you want..." and it was.
He taught me to love my own body, and my own sexuality.
We were together for a year, and then he moved. We both moved on.

Too bad I couldn't clone him.
 
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Okay, this brings to mind my first foray into this, also probably awkward and bumbling, though I thought I was cool.
I had an older friend that was a complete mind connection, which is, really, the sexiest thing ever. He wasn't really my physical type at that time, but I was young, so what did I know? He made me laugh. If you can make me laugh? D'awww...
I knew he wanted me. One day I called him up and told him I wanted him to teach me "everything". How to fuck, how to give head, whatever he knew. Looking back, it wasn't much more than me, probably.

I don't know how I had the guts to ask for that: "I want you to teach me."
I remember his reaction, to this day, a quizzical but really sexy "...but this isn't my Birthday..."
So, we went out. The lessons commenced.

His cock was beautiful, To this day I remember everything about it About him.
He taught me cock worship. I remember him saying, "this is all you see, all you want..." and it was.
He taught me to love my own body, and my own sexuality.
We were together for a year, and the he moved. We both moved on.

Too bad I couldn't clone him.

You kinda can!

http://battleroyalewithcheese.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/03/cloneawilly.jpg
 
Okay, this brings to mind my first foray into this, also probably awkward and bumbling, though I thought I was cool.
I had an older friend that was a complete mind connection, which is, really, the sexiest thing ever. He wasn't really my physical type at that time, but I was young, so what did I know? He made me laugh. If you can make me laugh? D'awww...
I knew he wanted me. One day I called him up and told him I wanted him to teach me "everything". How to fuck, how to give head, whatever he knew. Looking back, it wasn't much more than me, probably.

I don't know how I had the guts to ask for that: "I want you to teach me."
I remember his reaction, to this day, a quizzical but really sexy "...but this isn't my Birthday..."
So, we went out. The lessons commenced.

His cock was beautiful, To this day I remember everything about it About him.
He taught me cock worship. I remember him saying, "this is all you see, all you want..." and it was.
He taught me to love my own body, and my own sexuality.
We were together for a year, and the he moved. We both moved on.

Too bad I couldn't clone him.
I may be wandering off topic a bit here. Or maybe not, we'll see...

Reading your post reminded me of something: "You never forget your first."

My first was pretty much the average girl next door type. Pretty, not beautiful, not one of the "popular" girls. She was two years ahead of me in high school (how the fuck I ever managed to pull that one off, I'll never know), and would never have noticed me if we didn't sit next to each other in band practice and most performances. I was a freshman, she was a junior, so I was pretty damned impressed with myself, you know?

As it turned out, she was not only pretty, she was smart, she was fucking funny as hell, and she was actually interesting to talk to. By Christmas break we were "a thing." By the end of the school year, I'd lost my virginity - hers had flown the coop some time before me...

I learned a lot from her, but the two most important things, I believe, are these:

She taught me how to give a woman head. The finer points - like, don't go in there like you're painting a goddamned fence with your tongue. I have since been told (and I say this with a combination of humility and pride), that it is one of my strongest "talents," if you will. I can't claim the credit - it was her. She taught me how to approach giving head with reverence. I would imagine it's the same for a woman - when you reach the point of an act that's so intimate, that tells your partner your entire focus is only on giving him/her pleasure, it truly is an act of worship. Which leads me to the second thing I learned from her.

Listen. Listen to your partner. Pay attention. She knows what she wants, and she'll make it known if you pay attention. She said something I never forgot: "If you want her to make it all about you - only you, then you have to make it all about her, only her."

It sounds simple, and it really is - but it's something that I think a lot of people don't consider.

A small aside: About ten years ago, I was out Christmas shopping with my now former wife. I saw a woman shopping, and we made eye contact, then each looked away. About ten minutes later, we crossed paths again, made eye contact again, and passed each other. Then I heard my name. I turned around and looked, and she was standing there looking at me. "Are you...?" I said yes, and then I grinned, because I'd finally recognized her. We hugged, said hello, yada, yada. My ex - who if nothing else was diplomatic - continued on shopping without me. We talked a bit, and then had to go, we hugged again, and it was way too long for the situation. That's when it got awkward, I swear I probably blushed, and we went our separate ways.

I agree with your sentiment about clones...
 

Okay, so, I admit to having a rather morbid fascination with this thing now. Thanks, Miles... :rolleyes:

Did anyone bother to read the label?

Make an EXACT Vibrating Rubber Copy of ANY Penis!

WOO-HOO!!

(It's actually in yellow, but yellow doesn't show up that well on some themes.)

Anyway, I went to their web site. Seems that you can now also "CLONE-A-PUSSY." I'm giving the link for two reasons: 1 - Check out the tats on the model on that page. 2 - watch the video. It's pretty funny starting at 2:30...

Seriously? Rose petals? A glass box? :rolleyes:
 
*gives Cookie a big warm strong tight bear hug* I can't imagine the hell that you fee with this.....all I pray is that you get some joy, not just from here but in the "real world" as well.
 
I'm curious, from a guy's perspective, if going down on a woman is just going down or if there are elements of worship and servitude??

For sure some guys (and women in a F/f relationship) just love eating pussy. Yay! Some guys might do it just because it's a little of "this for that" -- not so yay....

But when does oral become more than just lickin' pussy? Is it something that's a "stand-alone" activity.... you don't need it to lead to anything else because you're showing her your devotion through her pussy. Or is it just lickin' pussy????

Though I have done it as reciprocation, not gonna lie, I'm hard pressed to think of someone I've met who hasn't. But, when it comes to someone I'm serious about, my answer to that part of the question would be an emphatic no.



For me, it can certainly be a stand alone thing that doesn't require any activities beyond. She used to come home, stressed out from all that bullshit outside, fall on my bed and start telling me about her day. I'd listen for a bit, but would slowly start being overcome by something as she's rubbing her legs together while talking. Feeling like I want to do something to show how grateful I am for what I have, all the work I've put into it, wanting to reach out and touch her, make her forget, use all those things I've learned about during our time to convey how much I love it, and that I need it. She used to reach for me during, but quickly figured out that it's not about me, after I held her hands down the first couple of times. I'll never understand people I've met ( particularly others like myself ) that have an ego issue with it or claim it somehow alters the dynamic. Just because I'm down there, doesn't mean I'm not in charge. Of course, those same idiots think her being on her knees automatically means she's degraded, so I find it hard to consider their viewpoint when they come off sounding like they don't know shit about fuck :D

... Well, aren't I being sappy today, lol.

Great question, Cookie and wonderful answer, Necro.....hell I couldn't agree more with that sentiment. There are times when there is more on the.."menu"....but other times it's good to focus the attention on one or the other....that is devotion....to make the moment all about your partner and not that you're not concerned about your pleasure, but their pleasure is enough to sate your lust.

i've said it before....just because someone is on their knees doesn't mean their submissive....it may appear that way, but appearances can be deceiving. Especially if the individual down on their knees knows what to do about jackasses that think that way. It's a respect thing in the end and sadly some people don't get it.
 
*gives Cookie a big warm strong tight bear hug* I can't imagine the hell that you fee with this.....all I pray is that you get some joy, not just from here but in the "real world" as well.

I have to play catch up with this thread - I'm so glad people are talking cock! :)

In the meantime, thank you, JA. :heart:
 
It's never just "lickin' pussy," at least for me. I was fortunate enough to have a slightly older than I was partner for my first bumbling teenage attempts at pleasuring a female - a girl who took the time to actually "teach" me. And one of the things she taught me was the proper way to go down on a woman. It's remained my very favorite sexual act ever since.

Lucky duck!!

I know that those of us who've delved into the BDSM lifestyle with any kind of seriousness at all are aware of the fact that in the best BDSM relationships, it's a case of mutual respect and adoration, and even worship, if that word is actually appropriate to your dynamic.

In the sense that when I go down on a woman I want to give her as much pleasure as I possibly can, I suppose you could say that there is an element of servitude to it, but really, for me it's all about the word "worship." It's worshiping the organ itself, yes - I mean, is there anything on earth that can give a man more pleasure? But for me it's also worshiping the woman.

I have to give more thought to the difference between "servitude" and "worship." Service does seem to be ascribed to submission, right? Let me ponder...

It can also be used as a very effective method for a forced orgasm situation...

*coughs... shuffles around...* yup.

And in the spirit of Oral Servitude, perhaps we should revive this ancient relic from the past:

http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=16636556&postcount=1

What the what is with this thread?! It MUST be resurrected here in the church of oral worship!!

Lots of food for thought. Thanks for replying.
 
Mmmm, excellent topic for a thread.

I love worshipping Master's cock. To tease, lick lovingly, swirl with my tongue, suck, see how deep I can take it and keep on taking it.... mmmm. I feel I am being _allowed_ to do something so special, that I haven't deserved. Like he could have me lick his feet, but he is letting me pleasure his cock. I feel like it rules me in those moments. I am lost in the pleasure. Sometimes he will hold or rub my face in his crotch and that makes me desperate to serve his cock with my hungry mouth.

Btw, that quote from the Story of O... so hot. Perfect.

http://66.media.tumblr.com/5d27a0c82ed6922c3d4aaf8f2a811046/tumblr_o2pkm1qQHC1v5cpozo1_400.gif

Lost in pleasure...
as he tenderly caresses my neck, strokes my hair...
 
Okay, this brings to mind my first foray into this, also probably awkward and bumbling, though I thought I was cool.
I had an older friend that was a complete mind connection, which is, really, the sexiest thing ever. He wasn't really my physical type at that time, but I was young, so what did I know? He made me laugh. If you can make me laugh? D'awww...
I knew he wanted me. One day I called him up and told him I wanted him to teach me "everything". How to fuck, how to give head, whatever he knew. Looking back, it wasn't much more than me, probably.

I don't know how I had the guts to ask for that: "I want you to teach me."
I remember his reaction, to this day, a quizzical but really sexy "...but this isn't my Birthday..."
So, we went out. The lessons commenced.

His cock was beautiful. To this day I remember everything about it. About him.
He taught me cock worship. I remember him saying, "this is all you see, all you want..." and it was.
He taught me to love my own body, and my own sexuality.
We were together for a year, and then he moved. We both moved on.

Too bad I couldn't clone him.

This is hot as fuck.

From you asking him to teach you to him saying "this is all you see, all you want" to teaching you about your sexuality.

This has me thinking about so many things. You mentioned he wasn't your physical type but had that mind connection. I love big (chubby), hairy guys. I married a tall, fit hard boiled egg (great head of hair but I swear to god, no hair anywhere else). It was like the moment I set aside that image of the physical that turned me on, my hard boiled egg wandered in to my life. That mind connection. Does it trump everything else?

Him saying "this is all you see, all you want" has me thinking about brainwashing. There's some weird element of brainwashing that gets me wet. I've mentioned this before, but stuff like being over his knee, getting spanked as he lectures me over and over about my slut-hood or craving cock. Watching hard ass fucking porn as I'm being ass fucked.

It's the little stuff, too -- I've posted some pics in that Control thread -- a hand on my throat as we kiss.

Ramble over... back to oral servitude... hearing that phrase over and over "this is all you see, all you want" as you do this... http://i.imgur.com/z8uJHMAl.gif
 
http://66.media.tumblr.com/f40270a84bac5f5fa163df65e7a13b18/tumblr_o1l1r9cr3c1ubc8qvo1_500.jpg

There is something very erotic about undressing a man bit by bit.
kissing his skin as it is revealed.
kissing along the top of his jeans.
feeling his arousal grow.
Kneeling at his feet... kissing and nuzzling at his crotch through his jeans.
Everyday wear.
His scent unmistakable.
His gifts just behind that zipper and trapped by that buckle.

My mouth hot and wet on the denim. Breathing hot breath through the dense fabric and hearing him sigh.
Knowing that the skin to skin contact I yearn for
is still far off...yet he is feeling the pleasure of my heat on his member.

I am lost in him. Lost in the pleasure of cock worship.
This dance will last a long time.
My eyes sparkling as I look up at him...
awaiting his permission to release the belt... and lower the zipper
bit by bit,
my tongue, my mouth, following the moment his skin is exposed...
 
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