The Best Movie Ever

 
Popcorn
Smack that buttery ass.
The best movie ever…and I have no idea what the movie was.  I remember Venice  and I sitting in the back of the theater, eating popcorn and watching the endless previews prior to the movie starting.  Venice was wearing a sexy sundress and smelling amazing.  Maybe it’s the smell of buttered popcorn and lotion, but I felt myself growing in my jeans like I was back in 6th grade.  Venice reached over, like she normally does, to playfully touch my crotch and say something cute about how she loves my penis.  As her hand touched, she stopped and looked at me.  Surprised at what she felt, she let her hand follow my hard shaft up to its head.  As she reached my belt, she felt my head, slightly sticking out my pantsline under my shirt.  Without looking around or caring, she immediately unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and freed my dick from its denim prison. She then puilled my pants lower so my balls can  flop out in the middle of the theater.  She was sitting to my left so her left hand is massaging my scrotum as she strokes my penis with  her right.  The previews now ending and the movie starting, she lowers her head into my lap and begins to put on the best show I’ve ever been to.  I reach around her back down to her ass, lift up her skirt and expose it to anyone who walks in.  I notice she isn’t wearing panties and my already painfully hard erection gets harder.  I slide my middle finger in her pussy and can feel the juices dripping down her lips.  At the same time, I am paranoid someone will see what we are doing, so I focus my mind on letting go of my cum as quick as I could.  The orgasm inside my balls is growing, her head is  moving wildly.  She takes her hands off my balls and puts both hands on my shaft as she strokes hard and sucks on my head.  I feel like I am going to cum and begin to lower myself in my chair.  She notices what is going and decides she wants to do more than just feel this rock solid penis between her lips: she wants it deep in her body. She lefts her skirt up and walks over to me lap.  She slowly  sits on my penis as I slide inside her wet vagina.  She begins to grind her hips and watch the movie at the same time.  I can feel the back of her pussy as she stirs her insides with my dick.  With each movement, I can feel the head of my penis bending back and forth, opening my penis hole to rub our insides together.   I cannot see the movie, just her shoulders, ass, and back of her head.   The orgasm feeling again grows and  I start to move a little in my seat.  She feels my movement and decides she needs to switch things up before I explode inside her.  She slowly puts her ass up, grabs my dick through her own legs, and puts my dick head on her asshole.  At this point I am ready to cum on her anus before I ever feel inside her.  My balls are aching and my penis feels like it’s going to rip out of it’s skin.  As she slides the tip of my head into her ass, she changes her mind and sits off to my left side.  She again starts stroking my dick and sucking. No longer able to hold off my orgasm, I release.  As I unload, I grab the back of her head and shove her face into my crotch.  She moans and slides her whole mouth over all of my penis as I pump into her throat.   I lean my head back against the wall and close my eyes.  She sucks her pussy juices off me and makes sure to clean any left over cum that is still dripping from my head. She then sits back, wipes my dick with the handful of movie theater napkins she typically grabs, and zips my pants back up.  When I open my eyes she is sitting to my left, not paying attention to me, eating popcorn and watching the movie.   She never looked more beautiful.

Making My Cum Hers

Pussy Whipped
Whip it real good.
My wife loves my semen. She may one day make a blog explaining what it is about this fluid that comes out of my penis that she loves so much, but for as long as we’ve been having sex, she hasn’t let me go a day without putting some of it in her body. Whether it be deepthroating and tube feeding my semen directly into her belly, cumming in her mouth and watching her play with it before she swallows, unloading everything in my prostate and balls into her vagina or ass, or pulling out after sex and letting her watch me shoot my large load into her hands so she can drink it in front of me, she loves my cum. I love her. In fact, the way she treats my body and fluids makes me think of her throughout the day. Maybe that is her plan. In the mornings, when she asks for me to cum in her, it usually sounds like, “Oh my god, cum in me so I can take you to work with me.” If I cum in her ass or vagina, she will clean her lips or ass, but she will not push my fluids out. During the day I will get a text message saying she feels me leaking down her legs or that my cum has soaked through the crotch of her panties. This drives me insane and keeps her on my mind. In fact, I think it keeps me wrapped around her finger. How does a woman have so much control over me, yet lets me release all my aggression and semen into her body daily? I used to have sex and know when I finished, the girl would blink in fear of my cum shots or make a funny face as she swallowed my juices. They didn’t love it, they did it because I had power over them and they wanted to please me. I was in complete control and my shots of semen were a symbol of my manhood. If they squinted because they were worried it would land on their face, I loved it. They had no control and no power over me. Did I love them? No. Probably because it was too easy. Probably because I couldn’t enjoy myself knowing they were faking the need for my manhood. Or maybe deep down inside I wanted to be a man, but have a balance. My wife is that balance. She makes me feel like such a man, a wanted man, yet I feel an endless amount of appreciation for the feelings she gives me. Sometimes I have to ask myself if my wife loves my cum or just loves to keep my whipped and loyal. She doesn’t squint before I cum, she pulls at my balls and demands I cum on her face and mouth. She doesn’t make a funny face before she swallows, she swallows and pulls at my penis and begs for more. If any of my cum drops on our bodies – between my fingers, on my balls, wherever – she immediately laps it up. If it gets on her chin, she’ll wipe it with the back of her hand and lick herself clean.  She has successfully turned me into a guy who cannot even watch porn without thinking of her and the things she does better than any “paid professional” do on video. 
  
A woman that makes your orgasm hers really has this relationship thing really figured out.

Guys With Small Penises Seek Out Younger Girls

Statue of David
David would love younger women

First, I would like to say that I do not have to measured any man’s penis to know what he is packing, his actions speak louder than any ruler ever could. I suppose you could say the title is more of a mental penis size rather than his actual penis length, although I wouldn’t be shocked if physically, it is true as well. Really, how much could a mental midget be packing?A confident man doesn’t chase little girls, and by little girls I am talking about that 27-year-old man chasing a 17-year-old high school girl. In some states it’s legal, but it’s still hilarious. 

Could you imagine how this date would go?

[Justin Bieber ringtone] “Hello? Yes, we can go out tonight, but first I have to finish my pre-Algebra homework and my friend Misty wants me to DVR the new Hannah Montana episode. I think she’s going to reveal her identity!  But that should be done by about 9 o’clock. I have to be back home by 9:30.  Do you think that will be enough time for us to go to Dairy Queen?”

A 17-year-old-girl doesn’t have much to offer a 27-year-old man, and that includes anything in the bedroom. What exactly does a man want from a younger girl? I think it’s less about what he wants and more about him mentally never growing up. He wants to be young, he wants to fuck a girl who won’t judge him for his small cock. He wants to be able to ejaculate prematurely and make her feel good about it, like she is so hot he can’t control himself. Oh, how a young girl will eat this bullshit up and believe every word of it. 

A man wants to dominate his woman. A man wants to be the king of his domain. A man wants to pull out his penis in front of his partner and immediately watch her eyes grow with excitement. A man wants to hear his woman tell him he is the biggest she has ever felt, whether she means it or not. A confident man, on the other hand, doesn’t care if she means it. A confident man doesn’t care about his partner’s past, because he is confident with his own tool, his own body, that he can fuck her and know that she has never been fucked better. He can dig his dick deep in body and watch her wiggle her butt to try and escape the impact in the back of her vagina. A real man doesn’t premature ejaculate or ejaculate at all until his partner is ready. 

If had I to choose between a mature hottie who knows all the ins and outs of a  man’s body or a fresh out of high school diva, I’d go with the mature hottie. I  can’t imagine what it would be like to pull your penis out in front of an 17-year-old, who can’t really see much (for various reasons — size being one of them) because she wants to keep the lights off and hump in the dark. Eventually you slither into bed and turn on your cell phone to pretend to check your urgent messages, hoping the light will flash near your tiny penis and she will get a glance of your package. The only problem is, the light  freaks her out and she pulls the cover up higher on her neck  so you do not see that her breasts are slightly crooked or giggle at that embarrassing mole near her inner thigh. Hey, but at least you get to fuck her right? So you get up and try to convince her to touch your little dick so you can get an erection, but she is too giggly. She eventually touches the tip and snickers then asks, “Is that good?” 
 
Yea, that’s real good. You just added yourself to the same list as a pair of dirty boxers that touch the tip of his dick everyday. The thing is, a pair of dirty boxers don’t giggle and annoy the fuck out of him.

Oral sex? Forget about it. Unless you are dealing with a bona fide young slut who somehow managed to study her stepfather’s porn he kept stashed in the shed outside of their trailer, good oral sex is out of the question. 

A real woman learns over the years. She learns how a fat dick feels, how a long dick feels, and how to suck a dick perfectly. She learns how to slide her body around on your penis, no matter what size, to enjoy herself as much as possible. She isn’t shy anymore, she doesn’t want the lights off, she doesn’t hide under the sheets, and she has accepted her big floppy crooked breasts and fat ass.  When you are between her legs she pulls your hair and forces you to lick that embarrassing mole on her inner thigh. If you cum early? She rolls over and hits you in the face with a pillow and demands you eat her out until she gets off. A real woman is a challenge, a challenge a mental midget isn’t up too. 
 
If you disagree, you probably have a small penis.

Deepthroating: My Introduction

 
Deepthroat
Yummy banana.
What is deepthroating?
My definition of “Deepthroating” is taking a dick past the soft palate in your mouth and sliding it down into your throat.

 

My First (Real) Deepthroat
 The first time I heard about deepthroating was from a girlfriend of mine in high school. Not only did I hear about it, but they shared a video of her performing the act.  I can remember thinking that her boyfriend’s penis was small, but they both seemed happy.  And I admit, to my young eyes her technique was amazing.  She could take his penis and put it all in her mouth, and then lick his balls (see article: “Oral Techniques“). Although she bragged about her deepthroat prowess, in my mind I called it “deep mouthing.”  By the looks of it, I doubt his penis was even hitting the back of her mouth.  When I met my husband, Ryan, I guess I was a bit cocky. Maybe I was competitive with my girlfriends but that old video stuck in my mind and I knew I could do it better than my friend.  I was going to take all of him easy, I didn’t care he was 6’4 and I was just a little Filipino girl.   And then I realized, all men aren’t built the same.  I tried to take Ryan’s longer, fatter dick deep in my throat, and almost gagged immediately. His head hit my soft palate and my lips were only at the edge of his circumcision scar, which was not even a third of the way down. Ryan would grind his hips into my mouth, but his dick would just bend and I would eventually gag and switch to only sucking and kissing on the tip of his penis. Although at the time I didn’t realize I wasn’t deepthroating him (it felt deep), I just figured I was deepthroating as much as I could. If Ryan asked me to deepthroat, I would stick his dick back as far as I could in my mouth and press it hard against the back of my tongue and soft palate. The pressure from my tongue (coupled with my panic of choking/gagging) kept my throat closed and his dick from going down any further. I wasn’t doing it on purpose; it was an instinct to keep me from feeling like I was going to choke. After I’d press for a few seconds, I would gag and Ryan would give me positive reinforcement by saying, “Good girl.” I was naïve to believe that deepthroating just meant putting as much of the dick in your mouth as possible, but my husband was happy I was at least trying and I just felt his penis was too big.

 

What is a true deepthroat?
You have the hard palate and the soft palate.  It takes a little bit of coaxing to get your man’s dick past the soft palate because you’re not used to having something so big and wide in your throat.  You have to remind yourself that you will not choke on it; you can lift up or pull away if you “feel” you are in danger.  Additionally, if the dick is really in your throat you will NOT be able to breathe.  If you can breathe, you’re doing it wrong.  A true deepthroat will cover your entire throat and prevent air from going in or out.  I was intimidated at first because my husband’s dick circumference is nearly 6” around and during the first few days of learning, it was like a bee stung me in my neck and my throat was closing up.

When my husband asked if I was willing to learn how to really deepthroat, I was down for the challenge.  And yes, there was a lot of watery eyes, coughing, and gagging at first, but only because I didn’t know the proper techniques or that there were even techniques to learn.  I thought it was as simple as swallowing or eating.  But it truly is an art.  I tried to look it up online, but I didn’t get too much help.  I knew then I was going to have to learn by hands-on experiences.  Quitting was not an option.

Continued: My Experience Learning To Deepthroat

2012

Face Fucking

Face fucking is just like how it sounds: a man is fucking your mouth.  My husband and I discovered this position as we were finding new ways to deepthroat (see article “Deepthroating: My Introduction”).  Face fucking has become one of my favorite positions and sometimes I prefer it to vaginal sex because of how much I love doing this.  This position gets me the wettest, the most turned on, and nothing we do ever compares to how wet my pussy gets from taking his cock in my throat.

I start on my back, lying on the bed, no pillows.  My husband  gets on top of me like we’re 69ing.  He licks my clit and I stroke his dick for a minute or two.  Then I take his soft  dick into my mouth and swish it back and forth, like I’m gargling mouthwash, until I feel it begin to grow.  When he is about 60% hard, I take a deep breath and I grab his ass cheeks and pull him down onto my face.  He then proceeds to grind his cock down my throat.   This feels like I have a second pussy getting fucked with a fat dildo.  After about 35-45 seconds he pulls his dick out and I gasp for air. I rest for about 15 seconds before pulling him back down for more.  I “talk” (aug aug aug aug aug)  and it sounds like I’m gagging each time he dips his cock into my mouth.

Round 2:  I lick the corners of my mouth as my husband’s dick is getting thicker between my jaws.  If I don’t, his shaft will burn my lips.  I trace my fingers down his crack and fondle his loose balls.  They’re warm and they hang low, hitting my face with every pumping action.  His ball skin is smooth and I suck on them while stroking his dick before he begins again.  My husband moans as he feels my warm mouth around both his balls.  I signal that I’m ready to go again by pulling him down to me.  I open my mouth wide and since it’s slowly getting harder, I tilt my head back to make way for a growing cock.  I take a deep breath.  He’s thick and can easily find its way straight down my throat.  He buries his face in my pussy and wraps his arms around my legs like he’s climbing a tree. His slimy wet cock makes smacking sounds each time he pulls up.  Time.

I inhale again, catching my breath and regenerating for the next cycle.  My husband talks dirty tells me how good my throat feels like a second pussy that doesn’t bottom out.

Round 3: Once again I pull my husband down into my mouth, eager to feel him face fuck me.  He’s about 80% hard now.  His balls are scrunching up and I see goose bumps forming on his ass cheeks.  We do this at least 3-4 times a week so I know this is what it looks like between his legs when he’s ready to cum.  He can’t even see this himself.  All he knows is that he wants to cum so bad.  His balls are ready to push his cum up through his dick and into my mouth.  I can’t wait for it to gush out, to taste his cum on my tongue and on my lips, to slurp up every delicious drop.  He keeps darting his hips hard onto my face like a piston.  But I’m out of breath.

He lifts up just in time as if he knew this was the right moment to do it.  I suck on his balls again.  I point his dick down towards his face and jack him off, his skin sliding around his hard cock.  He moans louder, not giving his cock a break.  I turn it back to my mouth and he waits for a hint that I’m ready.

Round 4:  My husband drops his dick down and I am more than eager to gulp him down.  I pull him as far down as he can go and his balls, now tight, his nuts pulled deep into his crotch, have stopped slapping me on the face.  I rub my clit in small little circles as my entire body bounces under his weight.  He fucks my mouth so hard, but I’ve learned to face fucking so well, how to angle my head at every stage of hardness, that I beg (loud gargled moans) for him to keep ramming his cock down my throat.  He wants to stop because he is afraid he’s hurting me.  He pulls out for a second and I tell him not to stop, to keep going until he cums.  I immediately slam his hips back into my face.  I take other hand and feel my pussy dripping with my own froth.  It’s gotten on the sheets, a wet spot forming under both my ass cheeks.  My moans are muffled each time his dick blocks my throat.  His dick is rock hard now, his hot cum is ready to shoot out.  But I hold him down, his tight balls on my nostrils, the tip of his 9 inch dick head settled at the deep end of my throat.  His nutsack twitches on my face as his cum shoots into my throat.  Seven shots, eight shots, nine shots…his dick keeps cumming and I don’t have to swallow one drop as it goes straight to my stomach like a feeding tube.

With my eyes watering I have now been holding my breath for well over a minute, moving my throat muscles around his twitching penis to make sure all his cum makes it into my stomach.  He pulls his dick out with cum still dripping from his head.   I hungrily suck his gland clean as it exits my mouth, before finally gagging for air one last time.