Snap-N-Point Blowjobs
In the tired stereotype of the semi-satisfying suburban sex life, blowjobs often feature as a “special” activity if at all — birthday sex, or as a sexual “reward” for being a well-trained man, as in this old joke. As is obvious to any sex blog reader, that old stereotype is getting less and less apt these days, but it still rings true for a vast swathe of American manhood.
But not, it must be said, at Kaya’s house:
He likes to be serviced sexually while He’s busy doing something else. I suppose that could be labelled a fetish of sorts. He likes to have me working hard to suck His cock while He’s distracting Himself with… well, with anything. A book, the tv, the computer. It’s a challenge for my dick-sucking abilities to keep Him hard when He’s otherwise occupied. When He starts going soft I know I’m beginning to lack in effort. That’s about when He’ll start chastising me too. If it happens too often, if I’m really lacking in effort, He will get mad.
I know alot of people, women, would find that to be disrespectful or they’d flat out refuse to do it. I’ve read it, I’ve heard it. They want or need that attention, they’d see His focusing on something else as an insult of some sort. And I’ve experienced that too. I feel that at times and I get irritated and frustrated and have let it become personal. I’ve gone down the road of “He doesn’t like me, He doesn’t want me, I could be any whore down here, I’m not attractive to Him, blah blah blah.” Been there. But it’s not about that. Not really.
He is getting off on the humiliation that it causes me, of course. And it *is* humiliating. Mostly though, He’s getting off on the power and control. It’s a huge power trip for Him. He gets off on the effort I put into it. I’m *working* to please Him while He’s working to ignore it. While He lies/sits there, cool as a cucumber and seemingly uninterested, I’m sweating, I’m grunting, I’m generally in some degree of discomfort or pain and all I am getting out of it is a ‘good girl’ at the end. And I’ll only hear that if I’ve put enough effort into it to have impressed Him.
It’s a victory for me if I can make it good enough and catch His interest enough, that He stops everything else that He’s doing and focuses on me. Focuses on me in a good way that is, not because I’ve messed things up somehow. I was victorious on this night though.
The computer is just one of the things that He will be busy doing when He snaps and points at His crotch. The ol’ snap-n-point. Snap and point and I am on my knees searching for His cock. What a spoiled man He is.
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Beautiful. I used to have a girlfriend that was really into regaining my attention by putting my cock into her mouth. I do miss her at times when I have immersed myself into internet games. Half-Life just doesn’t seem the same anymore. She was by far the most enthuisiastic cock sucker who’s mouth I had the pleasure of entertaining. In fact I haven’t gotten any really good head since.
I don’t have a sister, but I understand what is meant by that expression that some thrill-less experience is like “kissing your sister”. My ex-wife used to give blowjobs (I guess two attempts still qualifies for making that word plural…) that were like that.
I remember wondering what all the fuss (about blowjobs)was about, because I’d never received one from anyone else at that time.
After we parted, I got my first real blowjob. Afterward I commented to this angel that it was the first time that I’d orgasmed in that fashion, and this wise woman stated that in order to do it right, you had to first get your head right. If you were mentally prepared to worship the penis, you pretty well were guaranteed to achieve the desired results, and that an otherwise perfunctory perfomance, could not only last for hours, but might merely put your subject to sleep. Many girlfriends (and many blowjobs) later, I can attest to the veracity of that theory.
I also think that I can fairly safely say that the corollary is also true. Heartfelt enthusiasm delivered on my part, pretty much guaranteed satisfactory results for my subsequent girlfriends, when I was going down on them. Trust me fellows, if you don’t already know this, there’s more to cunnilingus that merely putting tongue to clitoris and repetitiously moving it rapidly.