Now I’ve had some of the best and the worst head ever. My #1, lets call him Exhibit A, was a head enthusiast. Exhibit A spoke multiple languages in cunnilingus. He was a master at making sure I reached my peak multiple times. I’m talking about legs shaking, completely out of breath, seeing the stars, sun, and the moon, he was that good. Exhibit A was very spontaneous with his sexcapades. I remember this one time we went out for his birthday and it was raining. He had a little too much to drink so I was driving. He kept touching my thighs saying how he couldn’t wait for us to get home. I’m just as eager, I was doing like 80 mph on the freeway in the rain trying to get home. Thinking back now, we could have died lol. So now he’s kissing all of my spots whispering sweet everythings in my ear and he tells me to pull over under the viaduct. As soon as we stopped and the truck was in park, we both were ripping our clothes off. He dived head first into my honey pot. He’s already amazing, but with the liquid courage he took me to another dimension. He’s was alternating between those gentle suck of my nub to tongue lapping with a combination of rolling my nipples between his fingers. Simply sensational! Coming down from such a euphoric high I was ready be his sex slave, whatever he wanted I was ready to give it to him. Do you know what he said? “Let’s go home so we can finish this.” You can’t just give a girl the ultimate experience and expect her to be good with a sample, I wanted to finish it right there lol. Needless to say when we got home I put on performance worthy of an Oscar.
Let’s talk about Exhibit B, the let me just fake it so it will be over experience. We’ve all experienced those fake it moments, but who ultimately loses in those scenarios? We do, every time! Now you have a guy whose ego just went up a notch because he thinks he made us climax... NOT!!! Exhibit B was what I like to call boyfriend material, established, well mannered, humorous, all that was missing was whether or not he could make me want to stay and make him breakfast in the morning. Exhibit B and I built up a great relationship without actually engaging in sex. Sure there were sexual acts, but the main attraction, we had yet to visit. I was positive that I had something to look forward to based on the other sexual acts, I was wrong. When we finally decided to go all the way to the finish line, I was, to say the least, unimpressed. He hyped his sex game up a little too much and couldn't deliver. It's hot and heavy, we are licking, groping and sucking each other into a frenzy. He's lightly kissing my honey pot through my panties, in my head, I'm like yes, finally. He pulls my panties to the side and literally licked everywhere but the clit. Almost like he didn't know where it was. Gentlemen, let me tell you, if you don't learn anything else from me, please take note that the clit is the most vital part of giving head... thank me later. Anywho, now I'm thinking maybe he can't see or feel in the dark, so I'm trying to move my hips to guide him to the right places. Nope, no luck. He even has the nerve to come up for air and say "You like that, don't you?" Um, sir... you can't be serious right now. Being the coach that I am, I'm giving him suggestions like "you know how you suck and lick my nipples, do it just like that." And he did, the problem was, IT STILL WASN'T THE CLIT. It was the outer lips, the vaginal opening, hell every part of the female anatomy except the clit. Poor thing! The second time was no better, again, he licked everywhere but the clit. I officially gave up on Exhibit B. Until next time lovers.
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