Pussy Whispering

~Vista~

Pussies come in many shapes and sizes and are intricately woven through the equally complicated body of a woman. The nerve endings that lie within her extend farther than between our legs. That fact is well worth noting! Depending on the wiring, likes and dislikes of a woman the things that will grab her pussy's attention and welcome you into her warm world can vary. I can only speak to the particular appetite and insatiable needs of mine and how to engage her in such a way that greed and lust pull you happily into her lair.

Here is a basic seductive list of 5 'Pussy Whisperings' that are sure to pave the way into my world:

1. Words.
Yes...your words. Words are an aphrodisiac to my mind. You may have an amazing cock that I've drooled over countless times online and a body that makes my pussy shake with desire, but if you are unable to engage my mind, seduce those pesky neurotransmitters to spark with lust you have already lost your pass to heaven. My pussy may argue but believe me, my mind is more powerful and I've walked away many times because I knew in the long run even that hungry girl would eventually lose her appetite.

Intelligence, wisdom that comes with taking risks and living life, sharing your failures along with your successes will pull me into your soul. I want to touch your soul first. To have you be able to articulate your feelings, honestly without shame. To have the ability to look at me and suddenly see something you never saw before as I listen to you. To have you stare at me in wonder then tell me in your beautiful words what desires are filling your head. That even naughty, filthy, dirty words coming out of your mouth are wrapped in velvet. Each sentence touching every part of my body with passion. That you understand your words are more powerful and penetrating than the cock that hangs between your legs. Yes, I'm a dominant woman, but seduce me damn it!

2. Eyes.
Look at me when you talk with me. In a D/s dynamic this would be outside of any play. I'm not about 24/7. The dynamic between us will always lie underneath all we do ready to emerge when called upon.  But know what I look like. Tell me about the very small heart shaped mole on my left upper eye lid that you've studied while I slept. The scar on my right shin from climbing rocks as a little girl. The mole on the side of my right breast that you've traced countless times with your tongue. Know me because you've studied me with your eyes.

3. Mouth.
A good kiss can awaken any sleeping pussy from slumber! You must love to kiss, nibble, softly at first then increasing your passion as you sense the hunger building. Kiss my lips! Keep your tongue to yourself until that passion builds. My lips need to feel the moist, softness of yours. Love them. Explore their texture. Know that their sensitivity is communicating with my pussy's lips. Making her hunger grow and creating a jealousy and need to have you.

4. Touch.
Touch me...everywhere! Not just my breasts, (although for me my nipples are directly connected to my clit!) but running your hands down the strength of my arms, down my sides, up the inside of my thighs....explore me, touch me until I'm grabbing your hand and shoving your fingers inside her! Touch the length and breath of her. Not just her slit but all around. Over her mound, along the crease of the inner thighs. Talk to her. Let her feel the vibrations of your words and breathing upon her. She loves to be wet with her desire and yours. Learn that her nerve endings run deep and throughout that whole region. Feel her response to your touch.

5. Her memory.
Yes! Pussies have a memory. She remembers how you touch her and pay attention to her responses. How you kiss her. How you play with her and tease her with the tip of your cock. She also remembers when and if she's been violated or treated roughly without consent. She remembers the good and the bad. And if the bad emotions have not been healed she may tighten and not let you in. She remembers every sweet and harsh word. Many emotions are hidden away in her velvet walls. My mind may push things aside but she'll stand her ground. She is the gatekeeper to my soul. Make her believe your desire for her.

There you have it. My Five basics of Pussy Whispering. The list will vary according to the woman. Keep in mind we are all unique. And each woman's list is valid for her!

Pussy Whispering is about listening, being present, paying attention and watching. She's paying attention to you. Even to how you pay attention to others.  ;)

Strap-On Play ~ Sometimes You Just Have to Laugh!

Turtles

Well it started out hot, passionate and romantic! I had company over but they had left for the night, not to be back until morning. My delicious slave and I decided we were in the mood for some great D/s play but in wisdom decided to play in my bedroom and not the living room if by chance my company decided to return unexpectedly.  A little hard to explain and quickly shuffle out of the living room a naked man, (as beautiful as he is), bound and me found in mid strike to his ass with the riding crop! :)

So the bedroom it was, and the electricity, passion and erotic tension was building beautifully. His beautiful ass was just beginning to blush when we both heard the front door open!  We both dove to shut my bedroom door. I laughing and he suspended in humilation and shock at the possibility of being seen! "Quiet!" I laughingly commanded.  And again we proceeded in regaining the mood ever conscious of my visitor only being a wall away.

Strap-On play was the goal of the night and the tension and mood was quickly returning. I had just purchased a new dildo, larger than what he was use to, but feeling confident he could accommodate it. Me with harness and new dildo ready, my slave positioned himself on my bed, on his bound wrists, knees spread and ass in the air waiting. :)  I knew he was keenly aware of the visitor in the next room and wanted to remain as quiet as possible.

Slowly I prepared his tight opening with my lubed fingers, the lube cool on his skin but his tight canal welcoming my touch and probing. Then I slowly stroked his ass cheeks, his shaft and balls increasing his pleasure. As I gently and with great care started to insert my new toy into his canal I was meeting with resistance.

"Relax." I leaned against the small of his back and whispered toward his hearing. "Relax." As I stroked his cheeks and used my fingers to open him more. I started to insert again and heard faint whispers coming from his turned head.  But couldn't make out what he was saying.

"Do you want me to stop?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No. I'm ok." But I could see a worried look spreading across his face.

"Maybe I should use the other one." I suggested. Getting concerned...knowing we could try some other time.  He shook his head, so I proceeded to maneuver the dildo further.

"Awwww." I heard him release quietly.

"You ok?" I asked, then heard him whisper something but couldn't make it out.

Three times I had him repeat it when I finally heard him say with a strain..."Too big!"

Call me cruel, but I broke out laughing!  Something about this strong alpha male, bound by the wrists, trying to muffle his moans in the sheets to not be heard, then finally releasing, "Too big!" struck me so funny!

I slowly and gently removed the dildo from his canal and told him to stay put while I changed dildos.  I was determined to have his ass that night! When I returned from the bathroom with the dildo I knew he could take, he was laying on his side in a fetal position on the bed. I'm sorry men, but that struck me funny again!  I started to laugh so hard, and feeling bad for him, I released his wrists from the rope.

I told him to lie on his back. My favorite way to take him. I like fondling his cock and balls in between pounding that lovely ass. Then watching the expressions on his face... Mmmmm. I thought for sure this would get me back into the right mood. I was wrong!

As I started to slide the smaller dildo into him I could feel the laughter starting to bubble out of my throat. The look on his face was ease, knowing he could take this one, but that was not what got me laughing again! He is the most humble slave, loving, considerate, willingly accommodating  the kinky requests I have for him with not much thought for himself. He has truly put his safety in my hands.

So here he was, calm, at ease, lying on his back, legs up and spread, his hands holding his thighs in place, eyes closed, waiting .... just surrendered and waiting.  He looked so precious to me and then I laughed as a picture came to my mind of a turtle on his back unable to move.  I lost it at that point! The laughter started to roll out of me, all the while he is trying to get me to be quiet because of my visitor.  I no longer cared!!!!  All I could see was this gorgeous turtle before me surrendered!!!!

He started laughing also as I finally was able to verbalise what I was seeing as snot ran out of my nose onto his chest, my body heaving back and forth and tears now running down my face.

Yep!  No turning back now!  The moment of passion was long passed and we ended the night in each others arms, with intermittent laughter over turtles.  His new nickname now!

I love the look on his face! Priceless!