” Mmmmm…. I wouldn’t presume to speak for everyone…. but for me… yesssss…. My fist around my thick hard cock, my head pressing harder and harder against his tight asshole, until it finally surrenders and accepts my cock. Slow… sliding… deeper… inch by inch…. until my balls press against his…. stroking slowly… then faster… harder… pounding… the pulsing rhythmic pressure on my clit…. gripping his hips… fucking him hard and deep… cum moaning… pouring down my thighs and his ass… his hips grinding… back arching as I fill him…. over and over…. In a word…. yesssssss. “
Delicious words from an ultra hot Tumblr which sums it up pretty well. As weird as it may seem… when we (women) watch a tight hole soften and open up to us, so we can invade and take what we claim to be ours at that time… is what I believe, to be EXACTLY what men feel when they fuck chicks.
Now, as far as the physical feeling… no, we may not have nerve endings in our prosthetic dongs, BUT… the psychological and emotional investment that we gain from being inside another person in the most intimate and sexy-assed way… somehow TRANSFERS to a PHYSICAL feeling of indescribable pleasure for us. It’s VERY difficult to explain, but when we fuck a man in his ass, and you hear us moan and talk nasty and look JUST LIKE A MALE fucking a chick… it’s REAL. We really do get off, almost as if the silicone DID have nerve endings, almost as if we felt everything we could, if we had an actual cock.
I suppose it can be comparable to a phantom limb experience, to a degree. We LOVE doing it SO much… and the pleasure he receives from it only exaggerates our own, making it that much closer to the real thing. I would NEVER date a man who will not WANT ME to fuck him as part of our regular sex life. It’s THAT important. And if my ass is game, his should be, too. * How dare men want to invade our asses, unilaterally… but NOT be open to receiving the same (AMAZING) experience.
There are chicks who peg guys just because they’re asked to by their men, and they want to make him happy… or chicks who pose for photo shoots or fuck men for videos and porn… but that’s NOT who we’re talking about.
So, to reiterate her answer… a vociferous YESSSSSSS, indeed! ~ T ♥
Below is an interesting post from Female Led University about male fantasy, which is the reason most people have such a thwarted view of dominant females, Female Led Relationships, and role play. This post is taken a little out of context, but all you really need to understand is that it was written for those who desire a true Dominant/submissive Female Led relationship. It’s directed to people who are serious about it, in hope to give them the tools to navigate this lifestyle.
A fellow ex-Tumblr, now here on WordPress. You can buy their e-book ‘Practical FLR’ by clicking these words. I quote this post (and all their content) with gratitude. ~ T ♥
“One fundamental aspect of a female led relationship, is that it is not about male fantasy. I’ve talked about this many times throughout the previous lessons, about how mainstream portrayal of female domination is extremely skewered and biased toward male fantasy, that it is truly not an accurate depiction of what an FLR is all about. Male fantasy in fact, destroys the very idea of FLR and female domination, and I think its time someone finally said it. So let me repeat that…. MALE FANTASY DESTROYS THE VERY IDEA OF FLR AND FEMALE DOMINATION.
It’s hard enough for women to discover their dominant side without the droves of men flocking to her asked to be dominated and all the things they’d love to do to serve her. Any woman who might be dominant-curious just got scared away by male fantasy. It instantly makes female domination weird and taboo, and it can never be normalized because of desperate male fantasy. Do you males understand that?
You’re literally scaring women away from discovering their dominant side because they get random foot fetish weirdos breathing down their neck before they’ve even looked up the term “submissive male.” It’s an instant turn off to them, so it pushes them back to their traditional “ men suck” mindset. Ironically, it keeps the desperate submissive males single and lonely, and it keeps the would-be dominant woman single and lonely, so thank god for video games and ice cream. But wouldn’t it be nice to break through that barrier? Wouldn’t it be nice if sub men and dominant women could actually talk to each other as human beings and perhaps maybe get to know each other? Yes or yes?
The problem is male fantasy. Eliminate that problem, and we give birth to a whole new definition of FLR and female domination. All submissive men out there need to let go of their fantasy and ask themselves a few fundamental questions.
One of those questions is, what do I really want? The answer you’re going to find, if you’re being honest with yourself, is to submit. That’s it, that’s all. Period. There is nothing beyond that. Drop it. There is no ‘but’. Just drop it. Does that make it a little clearer? Your actual “ fantasy” is to submit. That’s what you truly want.
So when you meet a woman, you can talk to her like a human being, and get to know her. Perhaps when comfortable enough with her, you can explain that you’re a submissive. This will either turn her away from you, or this will be embraced. If she isn’t interested in your submission, let her go, try again. If she is, then great, let it evolve from there. But remember, keep anything beyond your “fantasy” of needing to submit, out of this forever.
“But what about all MY fantasies?” I can hear the whiny voices I’ve never met, in my head. Look, it’s called, female led relationship, because that’s exactly what it is. Female led. Therefore, let her lead. Let her direct you, at her pace. Eventually, communication will go to your fantasies, and you can tell her what you’re interested in, and she will then be able to consider and decide what or if, she wishes to entertain them. This is a good time to see how compatible you are with each other.
As a submissive male, you have to understand that it’s about her pleasure and her lifestyle. And it’s likely very different from the version you have in your head. You have to let it go, and actually submit to her, because that’s true submission. You know that’s exactly what you want, even if it doesn’t match the version in your head. Let her lead you, at her pace, and she will grow and evolve and train you as she learns how to best serve her needs. It should bring you joy and pleasure, as a submissive, to serve her this way. This is what a true female led relationship is. It’s not the fantasy you have, but it is the reality.
Male fantasy will only paralyze the vast majority of opportunities you have in the real world. It will scare women away from discovering their dominant sides, and it will keep you a lonely sub boy surfing Tumblr every night, wishing someone could accept him. It will keep a Domme wishing every night she could find a boy that she could make hers. Male fantasy is counter productive in almost every way, except in masturbation.
It’s very disrespectful to women, reading message after message of idiotic male fantasy in their inboxes. Every single message a woman reads, that is based on male fantasy and not respect for her or getting to know her, is a wasted opportunity. You could be perfect for each other, and your male fantasy blew it.
As I said, male fantasy destroys the very idea of FLR. “
Below is a lovely explanation of Queening, which is an elegant term for situational face sitting on a submissive. It was written many years ago by MsWicked on Fetlife. Some submissives idealize this term as it connotates the utmost devotion to ones Domme. I don’t use the term often, as it seems to warrant a very specific circumstance (in my opinion), but it IS used by many people and I think everyone should know the term. As always, I post this with gratitude. ♥
” Queening is, in the sado-masochistic pantheon of arts, the use of the male face, mouth, and nose and tongue, as a substitute for sexual intercourse and masturbation, by the dominant woman.
It places the man in the most slavish, subservient position, under the woman’s buttocks and crotch. She sits on his face, or has his head trapped between her thighs. The whole event is devoted to her pleasure, her orgasms, and her time schedule. The man’s pleasure or pain, satisfaction or frustration, desires or fears are of little importance, if any. The woman’s clitoris, vulva, labia and vagina demand service.
This thrilling, delicious sexual practice has an ancient and traditional history. Ladies of medieval households often had pages provide them with mouth, lip and tongue service under their skirts while their husband were absent, thus remaining, technically faithful. Many a young boy had his first lessons in. sex with his head under Madame’s backside, with her quim vigorously riding his face. Many young girls still virgins, enjoyed orgasms on a male servant’s mouths as the earliest sexual experiences. In ancient Chinese courts one long tongued, trained male slave was used by female royalty and court ladies as casually as if they were going to the lavatory. The slave would be summoned, face-fucked then dismissed casually and serenely. In old Japan, brothels would provide male victims for such use by visiting, paying women and girls.
This thrilling, delicious sexual practice has an ancient and traditional history. Ladies of medieval households often had pages provide them with mouth, lip and tongue service under their skirts while their husband were absent, thus remaining, technically faithful. Many a young boy had his first lessons in. sex with his head under Madame’s backside, with her quim vigorously riding his face. Many young girls still virgins, enjoyed orgasms on a male servant’s mouths as the earliest sexual experiences. In ancient Chinese courts one long tongued, trained male slave was used by female royalty and court ladies as casually as if they were going to the lavatory. The slave would be summoned, face-fucked then dismissed casually and serenely. In old Japan, brothels would provide male victims for such use by visiting, paying women and girls.
Mouth and tongue sexual service to the female genitals is ‘cunnilingus’ or ‘cunnilinctus’ literally cunt licking/ sucking. Queening properly places the woman on top of the male face, using it ruthlessly and selfishly. The lady commands, the man obeys. Having the male slave erect, frustrated and unsatisfied adds to the sadistic pleasures enjoyed by the woman. In ancient Persia, cleverly constructed chairs were known as man face stools with the male face replacing the seat centre. Ladies could lift their skirts, sit down, cover the scenario with those skirts, and with gentle rhythmic, firm hip and buttock movements enjoy private little orgasms even when others were present. Old Indian pornographic graffiti depicts scenes like that, with gowned girls, obviously in ecstasy, riding a male face while gazing at an enormous male erection.
In more recent, Western times governesses and nannies have been recorded as teaching their young male charges just how to please their crotches with their tongues. Many a frightened, cowed Georgian or Victorian boy knew intimately the underside of Madame’s skirts and felt the vice-like grip of her gartered thighs round his head. Masquerading as a punishment and usually followed or preceded by a whipping, the queening would take place in conditions of discipline and severity. The curt command, the superior, unsmiling demand would be followed by a rustling lifting of black, voluminous skirts, the stripping off of Madame’s panties and the heavy, fleshy hot damp descent of her buttocks and crotch onto the boy’s face. Heaven help him if Madame did not orgasm satisfactorily. A savage whipping would follow.
Even down in the servant’s quarters, the youngest male servant would find his head trapped under housemaids’ skirts. Cruelty seems to have been part and parcel of queening procedures in olden times.
‘Queening’ by definition, requires a dominant, demanding woman and a subservient, obedient man. The woman must be concerned only with her personal pleasure and satisfaction. His mouth, lips, tongue and nose are merely live tools there to pleasure her labia, clitoris, vulva and vaginal passage. He must be trained, if necessary by painful punishment, in the proper use of his facial features. She must gain the maximum delight and orgasmic satisfaction without concerning herself with her victim’s possible distress, humiliation and discomfort. He is nothing more than a sexual toy or playing, as of no more importance than her lavatory pan, her sanitary towels, her dildo, her handkerchief, her lavatory paper, her condoms or contraception pills, or her vaginal douche – all quite necessary to her private sexual and private well being, but all useable and disposable.
The choice of type of slave is up to her. She may wish to have a wimpish male twit under her backside and quim. She may find more delight in subduing a macho strong male. She may have a cuckolded husband to humiliate, taunt and sit on. She may have developed her talents as a schoolgirl, together with her girlfriends, taking the school wimp into the girls’ lavatory and taking turns in squatting on his face. She may have gained experience by dominating a younger brother, riding his face selfishly while their parents were asleep or away from home.
Some women like to have a mouth-dildo attached to their slave’s head, sticking up from his open mouth as a rideable accessory. This provides pleasant, full, vaginal passage orgasms, but prevents sucking and licking by the male victim.
Other women blindfold their prone slaves, thus deleting any possible visual pleasure they might obtain. A few cruel ladies inevitably urinate on to his face after having orgasmed. Others enjoy demanding mouth service right after enjoying satisfactory adultery with a lover, thus making the victim more humiliated. Most talented queening ladies humiliate, taunt, torment, degrade and tease their victims before and after this enforced cunnilingus.
It is essential that the male slave is more than intimate with those parts of a woman’s body which require servicing by his tongue, lips and nose. Kneeling astride his face, with his eyes very close to her cunt, is a pleasant torment. He is able to see and fear each part of her sexual equipment, staring right up into her vaginal passage and memorising her clitoris, labia and vulva. Using her fingers to stretch her labia she is able to insist that he looks and learns. He must also examine her anus ;with respect, in case she decides to have his nose inserted into it.
She must teach him the way to kiss, lick and suck her sexually, with particular attention to her clitoris. He must suck and swallow her sex juices. To add a special thrill to her pleasure, she must make him afraid of her. He must be in awe of her. He must adore her. He must give her respect, and recognise her superiority. He must worship her genitals. They are his goddess, his fate, his destiny. His life is less important than a single orgasm enjoyed by her.
Riding the male face requires careful, skilful experience, as much as is required in learning to ride a horse. The hip and buttocks movements are the key to success. The careful placing of the cunt on the mouth or nose is, of course, essential, and might require some wriggling adjustment until the male’s service parts are properly positioned. It may be that the lady wishes to have his nose against her anal rose while his mouth serves her quim. She will, of course, be as rough and savage as she wishes at the moment she comes. At that moment she must not care in the least if he suffocates, or chokes.
After satisfaction she can relax, still sitting on his face and enjoy a cigarette or a glass of wine. When she dismounts she will casually ignore the fool, dismissing him abruptly, sending him off to continue his housework, followed by taunts and insults. Perhaps she will lend him to the girlfriends!
The complete, perfect, mature woman always has two men in her life, one to fuck her normally the other to be queened by her, as her slave. “
Below is an edited quote about passion. It was originally written by chivalry4you on Tumblr. I’ve modified it by cleaning up the grammar and punctuation and eliminating some words that were irrelevant. I find it inspiring, as it’s a reminder to not take your person for granted. And speaking specifically for a D/s relationship, it’s also a wake-up call that your person needs to feel that you WANT to be there. That they are appreciated. Regardless of what ‘roles’ we might have, you MUST make your feelings known to the other and if you want to be there, you should SHOW IT. Fact.
“I am talking about anything and everything you do. If you’re doing it without passion, if you are going through the motions, you’re doing it wrong.
She’ll know it. Everyone around you will know it.
Do you kiss her when you walk in the door? Do you lean over and plant a peck on her cheek as you toss aside your coat?
Stop that shit. Stop it now.
If you’re going to kiss her, grab her by the back of her hair, lick your way up her throat, and then kiss her like you’re trying to save her fucking life.
Even if that entire exchange lasts only 10 seconds because you’re in a rush to hop in the shower and get to wherever the hell your ass needs to be next.
She’ll feel that for days.
Not everyone is good at putting pretty words down on a piece of paper. I get it. Go ahead and buy her a Hallmark card that says everything you feel about her in your heart. But fucking write something personal in it or go home empty-handed.
Tell her about the last time she took your breath away. Tell her what you want to do to her the next time you’re alone. Tell her something that can only come from you because she’s yours. Tell her what you think of when you feel her hair in your hand or smell her shampoo. Tell her your fucking dick twitches when she calls you in the middle of the day and laughs into the phone.
She’ll feel that for days.
Don’t roll over when you get into bed.
Grab her hips and pull her into you. Burrow your nose into her neck. It doesn’t matter if all you do after is go to sleep. Do it because she’s the last goddamn thing you want to feel as you drift off at the end of the night. Do it because you want her in your dreams.
She’ll feel that for days.
Don’t eat her pussy because that’s what gets her good and ready. Eat her pussy because it’s the only thing that will cure the cancer eating away at your soul.
Whisper into her ear every dirty fucking thing about her that makes you crazy.
Whatever IT is, if you do it like you fucking mean it, like you cannot take another breath without doing it, she’ll know the difference.”
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