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She's still fun, she's just not 'shove dicks in my mouth' fun... so I definitely see where you're coming from on that, since dicks in mouths is just the best.

Today I learned something...

You win some, you lose some. But as long as you learn a new thing every day it's worth getting out of bed.


Wait isn't this th'd about dicks?
I'm cut, and kinda like being cut. If I still had a foreskin I'm sure I'd still be permanently scarred from a teenage crush that compared my dick to a Sharpei.
 
You win some, you lose some. But as long as you learn a new thing every day it's worth getting out of bed.


Wait isn't this th'd about dicks?
I'm cut, and kinda like being cut. If I still had a foreskin I'm sure I'd still be permanently scarred from a teenage crush that compared my dick to a Sharpei.

If this thread were a college student it would be majoring in anatomy (male focus) with a minor in cartography.

I too am cut and am really happy that my parents made that decision.
That's a hell of a comparison... better than being compared to a sharpie
 
If this thread were a college student it would be majoring in anatomy (male focus) with a minor in cartography.

I too am cut and am really happy that my parents made that decision.
That's a hell of a comparison... better than being compared to a sharpie

I'm also cut.

Wish I wasn't though. Part of my body was gone before I could ever experience it, and there is some bitterness there.
 
Ok ok so I had to go tend to some urgent naked household business! Lesson 2 forthcoming. It involves the sleeper hold.

Safety advisory: do your homework, and always abide by safe ~ sane ~ consensual. I'm not gonna get into a debate about the difference between two educated consenting adults exploring erotic asphyxiation and two kids playing the choking game.

I can't comment on the circumcision issue. I've had both. No preference.

But most pressing issue: Aussie is fun despite her stance on BJs and has plenty of other holes to stick it in. She personally taught me one of my finest sexual maneuvers to date.

#accomplished

Also Pork Warrior and I need to hang. Apparently. *nods toward the jukebox :D
 
I just remembered that aussie doesn't give BJs. Cancel the match!

I make up for it with other *cough* talents. I'm incredibly well versed in make anatomy and although my mouth doesn't typically extract cum from a guy, I have plenty of other delightful tricks that do :devil:

When Trekka is done with her lessons, perhaps professor Aussie shall offer some educational resources for our frisky male milking friends.

She personally taught me one of my finest sexual maneuvers to date.

#accomplished
:D

I feel like a proud mama x
 
I make up for it with other *cough* talents. I'm incredibly well versed in make anatomy and although my mouth doesn't typically extract cum from a guy, I have plenty of other delightful tricks that do :devil:

When Trekka is done with her lessons, perhaps professor Aussie shall offer some educational resources for our frisky male milking friends.

I feel like a proud mama x

*subscribes*

Where do I sign up to learn the 'finest sexual manoeuvre to date'? :devil: (auto-correct's made it go all Brit :confused:)
 
I feel like I need to go buy school supplies to hang out here. A notepad, pencils, map colors definitely, and some highlighters.

Good grief, my inner nerd is much too excited about this.
 
I make up for it with other *cough* talents. I'm incredibly well versed in make anatomy and although my mouth doesn't typically extract cum from a guy, I have plenty of other delightful tricks that do :devil:

When Trekka is done with her lessons, perhaps professor Aussie shall offer some educational resources for our frisky male milking friends.

Preaching to the choir, aussie. I have an extensive milking background and am very familiar with one of these
https://i5.walmartimages.com/asr/dac9ff7d-32fc-49a2-a249-b03e8a6c4c11_1.83aa175f4a44341eb37c146b8dc389f3.jpeg?odnHeight=450&odnWidth=450&odnBg=FFFFFF
It even has room for three buddies!
 
So I like to lay on my side, spooning with my man, my chin resting in the crook of his elbow, and he slowly and gently flexes his arm, pulling me in close... it's like the sexiest headlock ever.*

I usually wind up spazzing and smacking him on the leg after a spell which means "lemme go!" but every once in a while i just go with it... wind up flying... and come to a moment later. Sometimes it takes a few seconds before I can remember where I am, what I'm doing, who I'm with... what his name is!

But when I come back to earth, I'm crazy with lust. It's primal...feral. I want to devour the man. I quake with desire. Sometimes I even growl. :)

And if he does it while I'm touching myself, and I'm right on the edge... epic.

*Every internet resource out there says this is risky. So there's my PSA. The internet says it can be risky.
 
I really don't care if a woman gives blowjobs. Women have something far superior to a mouth. A guy not giving blowjobs would likely be a deal breaker, though. And this may come as a surprise, but most guys don't give blowjobs.

Now, if a woman wouldn't let me go down on her, that may be a deal breaker. It's one of my favorite things. And since we're in study lecture mode, I guess I may as well share my technique.

This is written with the assumption that a proper amount of foreplay and dirty talk has led up to this point.

First I spread her open. Examining. Learning. Fingers tracing her folds. I try to note when her breathing changes. I pull back her hood to find her clit. I wet a finger and trace slow circles on its swollen head. But I'm just figuring her out. How much pressure does she like? How fast does she want me to go? I take my time, my finger tracing, listening to her breathing.

Once I think I have her figured out, I swallow her, slurping on her clit. It's not pretty. Or dainty. That's the mistake most guys make, I think, treating a pussy like it's a gentle flower. I don't. I suck. Hard. I keep up the pace I established with my finger, head bobbing. Not unlike sucking a dick. My tongue working, sucking musky air through my nose because my mouth is too full.

I slide a finger in her. Two? Three? Whatever fills her, no more, no less. My fingers are crooked up, so my finger tips are rubbing the roof of her vagina, looking for the bumpy spot that signals her g-spot.

I fuck her with my fingers faster, keeping pace with my mouth. Occasionally I need to come up and suck a ragged breath before burying my face in her again. Sucking her clit into my hot wet mouth and slurping like my life depends on it.

At this point I must remember that this is instructional and not purely pornographic. I find that alternating between lying flat on my stomach and folding my knees up underneath me so it looks like I'm kneeling to pray at some obscene ritual helps to avoid neck and leg cramps. I can end up down here a long time.

Eventually she'll cum. This is a time to learn about her body as well. Some women roll one orgasm into another and beg for more, their legs twitching and shooting out straight. Others clamp their thighs on my face and claw their hands in my hair trying to get away from the sensation. Either way the result is the same: I keep going.

Even if she tries to smother me, pretty soon the sensation will take over and she'll melt into the bed again, giving me back my freedom. And my mouth and fingers continue their work.

After two or three orgasms I take a break to check on her. Ask her how she's doing. If she can string a sentence together, I get back to work.

The entire goal is to free her of her coherence. Watch her intelligent eyes glaze over. Listen to her witty tongue sputter nonsense. Help her become a helpless, writhing thing. And when nothing exists of her but a twitching wet hole, I put it to use. I replace my fingers with my cock and use her like the little fucktoy I made her.
 
I really don't care if a woman gives blowjobs. Women have something far superior to a mouth. A guy not giving blowjobs would likely be a deal breaker, though. And this may come as a surprise, but most guys don't give blowjobs.

Now, if a woman wouldn't let me go down on her, that may be a deal breaker. It's one of my favorite things. And since we're in study lecture mode, I guess I may as well share my technique.

This is written with the assumption that a proper amount of foreplay and dirty talk has led up to this point.

First I spread her open. Examining. Learning. Fingers tracing her folds. I try to note when her breathing changes. I pull back her hood to find her clit. I wet a finger and trace slow circles on its swollen head. But I'm just figuring her out. How much pressure does she like? How fast does she want me to go? I take my time, my finger tracing, listening to her breathing.

Once I think I have her figured out, I swallow her, slurping on her clit. It's not pretty. Or dainty. That's the mistake most guys make, I think, treating a pussy like it's a gentle flower. I don't. I suck. Hard. I keep up the pace I established with my finger, head bobbing. Not unlike sucking a dick. My tongue working, sucking musky air through my nose because my mouth is too full.

I slide a finger in her. Two? Three? Whatever fills her, no more, no less. My fingers are crooked up, so my finger tips are rubbing the roof of her vagina, looking for the bumpy spot that signals her g-spot.

I fuck her with my fingers faster, keeping pace with my mouth. Occasionally I need to come up and suck a ragged breath before burying my face in her again. Sucking her clit into my hot wet mouth and slurping like my life depends on it.

At this point I must remember that this is instructional and not purely pornographic. I find that alternating between lying flat on my stomach and folding my knees up underneath me so it looks like I'm kneeling to pray at some obscene ritual helps to avoid neck and leg cramps. I can end up down here a long time.

Eventually she'll cum. This is a time to learn about her body as well. Some women roll one orgasm into another and beg for more, their legs twitching and shooting out straight. Others clamp their thighs on my face and claw their hands in my hair trying to get away from the sensation. Either way the result is the same: I keep going.

Even if she tries to smother me, pretty soon the sensation will take over and she'll melt into the bed again, giving me back my freedom. And my mouth and fingers continue their work.

After two or three orgasms I take a break to check on her. Ask her how she's doing. If she can string a sentence together, I get back to work.

The entire goal is to free her of her coherence. Watch her intelligent eyes glaze over. Listen to her witty tongue sputter nonsense. Help her become a helpless, writhing thing. And when nothing exists of her but a twitching wet hole, I put it to use. I replace my fingers with my cock and use her like the little fucktoy I made her.

@&$%!
 
The entire goal is to free her of her coherence. Watch her intelligent eyes glaze over. Listen to her witty tongue sputter nonsense. Help her become a helpless, writhing thing. And when nothing exists of her but a twitching wet hole, I put it to use. I replace my fingers with my cock and use her like the little fucktoy I made her.
I loved everything about your post. But this is the part that really gave me a good, whole body shiver. :heart:
 
Apparently, I missed a few classes; I may need a study partner to catch up ;)

In the mean time, I'll just be over here licking my eyebrows ;)
 
I really don't care if a woman gives blowjobs. Women have something far superior to a mouth. A guy not giving blowjobs would likely be a deal breaker, though. And this may come as a surprise, but most guys don't give blowjobs.

Now, if a woman wouldn't let me go down on her, that may be a deal breaker. It's one of my favorite things. And since we're in study lecture mode, I guess I may as well share my technique.

This is written with the assumption that a proper amount of foreplay and dirty talk has led up to this point.

First I spread her open. Examining. Learning. Fingers tracing her folds. I try to note when her breathing changes. I pull back her hood to find her clit. I wet a finger and trace slow circles on its swollen head. But I'm just figuring her out. How much pressure does she like? How fast does she want me to go? I take my time, my finger tracing, listening to her breathing.

Once I think I have her figured out, I swallow her, slurping on her clit. It's not pretty. Or dainty. That's the mistake most guys make, I think, treating a pussy like it's a gentle flower. I don't. I suck. Hard. I keep up the pace I established with my finger, head bobbing. Not unlike sucking a dick. My tongue working, sucking musky air through my nose because my mouth is too full.

I slide a finger in her. Two? Three? Whatever fills her, no more, no less. My fingers are crooked up, so my finger tips are rubbing the roof of her vagina, looking for the bumpy spot that signals her g-spot.

I fuck her with my fingers faster, keeping pace with my mouth. Occasionally I need to come up and suck a ragged breath before burying my face in her again. Sucking her clit into my hot wet mouth and slurping like my life depends on it.

At this point I must remember that this is instructional and not purely pornographic. I find that alternating between lying flat on my stomach and folding my knees up underneath me so it looks like I'm kneeling to pray at some obscene ritual helps to avoid neck and leg cramps. I can end up down here a long time.

Eventually she'll cum. This is a time to learn about her body as well. Some women roll one orgasm into another and beg for more, their legs twitching and shooting out straight. Others clamp their thighs on my face and claw their hands in my hair trying to get away from the sensation. Either way the result is the same: I keep going.

Even if she tries to smother me, pretty soon the sensation will take over and she'll melt into the bed again, giving me back my freedom. And my mouth and fingers continue their work.

After two or three orgasms I take a break to check on her. Ask her how she's doing. If she can string a sentence together, I get back to work.

The entire goal is to free her of her coherence. Watch her intelligent eyes glaze over. Listen to her witty tongue sputter nonsense. Help her become a helpless, writhing thing. And when nothing exists of her but a twitching wet hole, I put it to use. I replace my fingers with my cock and use her like the little fucktoy I made her.

Well, fuck. I mean ... oh my. :eek:

Naa, I mean FUCK.
 
Right?! I think we needa start a Cock Maps fan club. I can make t-shirts.
 
Can we do pastels? Baby pink or baby blue?

If not, I want dark blue. The bedazzling will stand out better. :D
 
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