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I realized I was trying to stay absolutely still. Barely breathing. Not twitching. Just. Still.

I was holding back from cumming. Staying right on the edge of it.

If I reacted TOO much then he might stop. It’s not that I had any reason, really, to think that, but I did.

I think that, in my experience, when I start really reacting to something, the guy assumes I’m ready for something else. Usually fucking. And stops doing whatever was driving me wild.

I can’t describe exactly what he was doing because when I’m that much in pleasurality (yes, I did just make up that word) I can’t focus on such details. My nipples were in his mouth. I think his fingers may have been playing with my clit. Yes, I know they were because at one point I did make a comment that it was like there was an electrical connection between my nipple and my clit. His response to that was “No.” I have no idea what that meant, but it wasn’t about to ask at the time.

I swear, I’m getting turned on again thinking about how good it felt.

I was just SO afraid it would STOP.

I really do have a very difficult time *accepting* pleasure. I adore giving it. I can, as I’ve mentioned before in this blog, CUM while sucking cock.

I once dated a guy who would get super turned on and almost cum by eating me out. That was the only way I could relax and enjoy it.

I need to find someone who will get that way while playing with or sucking on my nipples. THAT would truly be Nirvana.

But, this recent experience was pretty close.

I think my profile makes it fairly clear that I like being somewhat submissive. I like being told what to do. I like feeling that I’m used and giving my partner pleasure.

But, that doesn’t mean I’m selfless. (Is that the absence of selfishness?) I like being submissive because it makes me feel good.

I like direct pleasure, too, though.

Friday night I went out with a really great guy. Really great. I mean, even if I just met him somewhere “normal” and, hell, he was totally unavailable. Married. Or gay. I would still love to talk with him.

Forget pampered sub. My nipples were pampered. My nipples were very very happy. I love just being caressed and groped. Most of the time, when a guy starts just playing with my nipples, it means “hey, lets go have sex.” And as soon as I start reacting to it, the attention much stops.

So, it was just that much more pleasurable to be pleasured and not feel like it was *only* an invitation to sex. Well, to be honest, I did still feel like that, but mostly because that’s always been my experience. Not because of anything he said or did.

I really hope to see him again.

So, I get those two comments a lot. I’m wondering…

Why? What makes “perfect” or “great” nipples? (Most of the comments about my pic are about my nipples in particular.)

I *really really really* don’t want to sound like I’m fishing for compliments. That’s not it. It’s just that until I came (”ha ha she said came”) onto this site and posted the photo I have, I always thought I had UNattractive nipples. Well, no, I thought I had unattractive aureola..uh..uh.. not sure what the correct plural form of aureola is!

So, what IS it that is (or is not) attractive about mine? Or others’?

And you get extra points if you tell me what you want to do to mine and get me turned on.

See my Exhibitionist post, for visual inspiration.

So, I think it’s pretty clear that I get really turned on sucking cock. And having my mouth filled with cum.

And therein lies the problem.

See, I give a guy a blowjob. I get REALLY turned on doing so. He cums.

He’s done. I’m turned on. Usually wanting to be fucked.

See the problem? I mean, it’s not like this is making my life miserable. I don’t spend hours worrying about it. It’s just kind of annoying at times.

I did give head once to a guy while I was lying on my back and he was kneeling over me, one leg on each side of me. Then, when finished, he kind of sat on my chest, below my breasts, and played with my nipples until I came. THAT was nice.

Ah… pleasant thought to send myself off to sleep with.

… on how to make AnoherSexBlogger cum:

Nipples. My nipples are key. Play with them. Roll them between your fingers. Lick them, suck them, gently bite them. Flick your tongue over them. Have I gotten my point across? My nipples are like magic ‘on’ buttons.

Talk dirty to me. TELL me what you’re going to do to me. Or have me do to you. Tell me if you like what I’m doing. Tell me what you wish you could do to me or have me do. Call me names — whore, cumslut, bitch — be creative.

Cum in my mouth. Ok, I realize this isn’t always convenient, depending on what’s going on when you’re ready to cum. And just cumming in my mouth isn’t going to make me cum all by itself. But if I’m close, this can push me over the edge.

Let me be on top. Or bent over something — a bed, a couch, a table — while you fuck me from behind.

A vibrator? Actually, I’ve never tried this. But, I assume using a vibrator on my clit *with* a guy would work just as well as when I use it *alone*.

MAYBE oral sex. Most of the time, though, no. I’ll explain. C’mon you knew I couldn’t write just a simple list, didn’t you? If a guy goes down on me I spend way too much effort worrying to ever relax enough to cum. I worry that he finds it distasteful (no pun intended?) and is just doing it because “everyone knows” that all women like it. I worry that it’s taking too long for me to cum so he’s getting tired. It all boils down to, I don’t believe he really WANTS to be eating me. And that makes me not be able to relax. HOWEVER — there was one guy I dated who convinced me that he actually liked it. He made me feel like *I* was doing *him* a favor by letting him do it. (Which, actually, IS how I felt about it.) And OMG he made me cum. Hard. Yeah, I had no problem whatsoever letting him do THAT again. Another guy recently accomplished the same thing. Anyway, I asked my ex once exactly what it was he did down there that worked. Cuz, really, I couldn’t tell. Since this is a cheatsheet, I’ll pass on what he said. He said he would get my clit between his teeth — YES, his teeth — and flick back and forth with his tongue. He’d tease me by being rhythmic and then change the rhythm and finally just continue at a rhythm until I came.

Don’t STOP! See, if a woman says “Don’t stop,” she means it. She doesn’t mean “go faster.” Or “change the pace of what you’re doing.” Or “harder.” Or “softer.” She means “KEEP DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU’RE DOING!” Even if you feel like you’re about to pass out. Or cramp up. Just a few more seconds. Maybe a minute. Ok? Please? Thanks.

Did I mention my nipples?

Tell me if I have to be quiet. I’m noisy. Most of the time. Grunts and moans. I’ve had guys suddenly cover my mouth to make me be quiet, which *does* shut me up — because then I feel like I’m supposed to be ashamed. Which just turns me off. I know that’s irrational. It’s usually just that I didn’t realize they don’t want their neighbor or roommate or, I don’t know, dog to hear us having sex. The point being, just let me know if I have to be quiet; don’t panic and cover my mouth. Which reminds me of another point…

Do not be ashamed of having sex with me. Or, at the very least, try to hide it from me. So you met me on a sex site? So what? Don’t create these obstacles to get around just to ensure that no one could possibly see us together. (Notice that on my profile I do NOT list “discrete relationships” as something I’m looking for.) If someone does see us and wants to know who I am, I’m someone you met online. What’s the big deal? Because if you *are* ashamed to be seen with me, I can’t help but take that as a judgment of me personally. That you wouldn’t want to be associated with someone who LOOKS like me, mainly. And that makes me think that you want to have sex only because you want to have sex and not because you want to have sex with ME. Which leads to…

Be turned on by me. Yup. It’s totally circular, but if you’re turned on my ME then I’LL be turned on and be much more likely to cum.

Be rough as opposed to gentle. I want to feel like I’m being used. For your pleasure. I want to feel like, of course you’re a nice guy, but you’re so turned on that you just can’t help yourself. You HAVE to have me. Now. THIS way. (Whichever way “this” is.)

Dominate me. (Ack, I can’t help myself… which would make you “dominaNT” not “dominaTE”. Ok. End of spelling lesson.) Same reasons as above I think. Not that reasons really matter. Tell me what to do. Tell me if I’m doing something wrong or you want something done differently. (Tell me if I’m doing good, too! There’s something about being told “Good girl” in a sexual situation that really gets to me.) MAKE me be your slut. (Ahem, in case it’s not obvious, I don’t mean REAL force here. BDSM usually involves safe words and if we were to really be getting into the kind of thing where “no” doesn’t mean “no” then I’d negotiate safe words. For general play, though, an annoyed “cut it out!” from me usually works.)

Ok. That’s enough. That should do it. If I keep typing I’ll end up getting into specific fantasies, which was not the point of this post.

Please print out and post next to the furniture of your choice for fucking. Review frequently. You will be tested on this material at a later time.

I have accidentally discovered something I’ve spent a lot of time trying to invent. My nipples are extraordinarily sensitive. My nipples are like an on button for my entire body. Brush them, pinch them, tease them and my hips start rocking and my pussy gets moist. All inhibitions fall away. If there’s something you want me to do that I’m reluctant to, play with my nipples and I’ll do anything you want.

I really like teasing myself. But, like tickling oneself, it’s very difficult to do. (Ok, I think tickling yourself is actually impossible, but anyway….) I thought it would be great to figure out a way for my nipples to be lightly irritated all day long. Seems like a loose enough shirt in just the right fabric brushing against my tits as I walked would do the trick. Nope. My breasts are 36C. Not huge, but large enough that there’s really no “brushing” involved between my nipples and the fabric. I even tried sandpaper in my bra. Nada. I needed something that would move when I moved.

My nipples are not particularly long, but they do keep their shape even when not fully erect. I’m always showing nip. Often even when wearing a bra. I also tend to get sore, achy breast during my period. So, I have some of those padded, formed cup bras. Quite comfy on sore days and they cover the poking-through nipples when necessary. However, I’m lazy. I don’t handwash my lingerie like I should. I just throw my bras in the washer and dryer along with everything else. This, I think, has made some of those bras with foam cups a bit loose. I’m not even sure where exactly they’ve been stretched… the cups? the straps? the band? I don’t know. But, they are loose. And yet, they still have kept that cupped shape. Guess what that means. My breast gently jiggle inside the cup when I walk. My nipples lightly brush the inside fabric. It is delicious torture. As I said, I’m lazy. But, I just might go for more walks now.