Colonel1975's Blog

Well then, let me just slip on my dinner jacket, pour myself a glass of wine - one for you too - and let the banquet begin.

Mmmm, looks good - you are served up on a large silver platter - curvy, delicious, basque, stockings, suspenders....

First thing to do - the appetiser. We have to prepare the dish. This involves sliding your knickers from your hips and pushing your legs apart....can you imagine the scenario? You in a basque and stockings, sitting on a platter on the dinner table in front of me, knickers off, legs spread whilst I am seated in front of you.

Shall we begin the first course?

I like to start on the belly, lots of small kisses - everywhere is an erogenous zone after all. I like to follow the line of your panties so I will give you lots of small kisses along the waistband. Sometimes I will drop to your inner thighs and kiss you there too but always keeping to the shape of the underwear.

Eventually, inevitably, the panties need to come off. I like to do this slowly, savouring the removal. I love boobs but the pussy is so intimate - when you remove a woman's panties to reveal her pussy, it feels glorious, victorious...so i like to savour every delicious moment. I will pull the panties down slightly, kissing the space left behind. Little by little, the pussy will be revealed. If it is a hairy pussy - which i like - I get excited when the first hairs start peeking out as the underwear goes slowly South.

Yum, the blood really rushes through my veins and to my penis at this point. Some women whimper, some gasp, some moan in pleasure but all at this point can't deny me - their body tells me everything. Their nipples are hard and erect, their chests are flushed, every inch of them is sensitive to the touch. I love it. I love being in control of this. The conductor.

You can smell it as well. She is now so turned on that her pussy is silky and dripping and she now reeks of sex. Peeling the panties off her hips, down over her thighs, her most intimate parts are finally revealed. And by now it is soaking. And I love it. I will hungrily attack that pussy, my tongue flicking, probing, caressing, teasing. I really don't want you to come straight away - the best orgasms are like a symphony, ebbing and flowing, peaks and troughs, intensity and tenderness.

I learned as a young man that I needed variety. I read somewhere that drawing the alphabet with your tongue on the clitoris was effective so I started doing this. The tongue needs to be kept quite hard but the touch needs to be soft on the clit - as you know, it is so sensitive. As I got older, I decided I needed more alphabets, so sometimes I threw in the Cyrillic one as well! It seems an effective technique - the clit is stimulated from all angles continuously.

It is not always enough though That pussy is also desperate for attention. Hot, sodden, pink, inviting, slipping a finger in there is good practice and feels wonderful for me. I love feeling how wet a woman has got - I love that she is enjoying it but also it feels good as a man - it feels masculine to make a woman shudder and convulse with pleasure. I am a Scot, a Celt and I take such things seriously

So, very shortly after, while my tongue dances on your clit, you will feel another finger. We will get into a rhythm, my tongue teasing your rosebud and my fingers plunging repeatedly into your soaking humid cunt. At the moment of my choosing - when I look up and see your chest flushed, your nipples so hard they could be dangerous and a look of abandon on your face - I will twist my wrist and rotate my fucking fingers and hook them back towards me whilst still in your glorious, hot, tight, soaking hole. There is a spot here that could send you to heaven, could make you piss or could make you spray all over my face. I will put hard pressure on this point now - I want to see which category you fall into. But whatever happens, you are going to have such an intense orgasm. My tongue is still dancing on your clitty, my fingers in your pussy are hooked around and stimulating your G Spot, and there is enough pussy juice pouring from you that I can lubricate your asshole and with my left hand, start finger fucking your asshole.

You will have a beautiful orgasm. Many. You may have already had two or three small ones. Shuddering, convulsing, moaning with pleasure, screaming...I will hold you as your body deals with it.

Because, let's face it, that was the aperitif. I'm now hard as hell and I want to fuck.

The Sapiophile

let me caress your cerebrum
embrace your amygdala
make love to your

molecules

I will tickle
those twisted
neurotransmitters

fill each synapse with sin

till your oxytocins are flowing

let me excite your receptors
activate your pineal gland
and stimulate your cells

I will kiss you in verses

merge with you in words
intertwine with your rhyme
synchronize with each syllable

while I flirt with your frontal lobe

I will slip my ink into your brain
submerge you in my stanzas
you reach poetic peaks

I will tease your cortex
entangle with your fornix
tantalize your hypothalamus

until you're lost in temptation

in rhythmical sensation

in lyrical vibration
in mental stimulation
and cerebral penetration

until your cells shiver
your neurons moan
and your axons explode