cunnilingus

For those new to my blog, I write on my sex life, in erotica form, because many of us need only read of an example of what really is possible or that they'd never thought of. It so often lights a desire inside to "Want to do that. To feel that." To want to learn how to have better sex through sex education, consulting, and coaching, maybe for the first time in their lives.

Olivia and I set the alarm clock for early the night before. Got to her place late, cleaned up, and snuggled down into bed together. Out went the lights. When that alarm clock rang, we woke up gradually, first me touching her cute small foot with mine, which she responded to. We curled around each other. Did all the getting up to use the bathroom stuff, then, get the towel (to cover the sheets) let's sex it!

Hello all. I often utilize my blog to write, with each lover's permission, on the sex I'm having in real-life. I do so of course for the sultry entertainment value and also to show the kind of sex I am having and doing. Ever wondered if a sex educator or therapist could live up to what they preach? Well, I have. My intention is for it to teach and illuminate as much as titilate. Imagine yourself feeling and co-creating with your partner the things in this blog. If you find yourself needing to learn how to make these things happen for real, I welcome you to schedule a talk-teaching or sex coaching session with me. Enjoy to the fullest. -E.A

I strode into my second playdate with Kristina. We kissed at her door once again, my hands at her narrow waist, my palms flat with fingers spread, just feeling her toned body under her thin houseshirt mingled with the pleasure our lips shared. We finished our embrace and said that she’d read the blog posts on our sex and having been a life-long erotica lover, ever since she was young, she loved having the experience of reading a published erotica piece with her as the star… based on actual sex she’d had with the writer.

Hello all. I often utilize my blog to write, with each lover's permission, on the sex I'm having in real-life. I do so of course for the sultry entertainment value and also to show the kind of sex I am having and doing. Ever wondered if a sex educator or therapist could live up to what they preach? Well, I have. My intention is for it to teach and illuminate as much as titilate. Imagine yourself feeling and co-creating with your partner the things in this blog. If you find yourself needing to learn how to make these things happen for real, I welcome you to schedule a talk-teaching or sex coaching session with me. Enjoy to the fullest. -E.A

I awoke very early the next morning. Kristina was there next to me in bed, her sunset-red hair sprayed over her pillow and her viola-shaped body under the blankets we shared. I crept out of bed and into the bathroom. On the way there, I felt a warm slippery feeling between my legs and around my balls. Closed the door, then felt down below. My scrotum was covered from base to tip with slick; a blend of water-based lube and Kristina’s copious issue. Love how wet she can get.

And that’s exactly what I did. Took her close to me and kissed her slow and deep, our bellies pressed together, her breasts pillowed against my chest. Those big hazel eyes opened when we finished our hellos, framed by tight red curls down to Kristina’s mid-back. She was just finishing up making dinner for us. I sat in the kitchen chatting while she stirred a pot on the stove. Small talk and sex education talk. Fast forwarding, she asked me when things were all done if I was hungry. I got down on my knees in front of her. Kristina was sitting in the opposite chair from the one I just left and let me open her legs.

“I’m going to give you head…”

We met at a professional suite. Kristina’s height, tiny waist, and magnificent round hips was the first thing I noticed from the short distance we stood from each other. She was almost as tall as me. We drew closer, introduced by a mutual friend, and shook hands. Her big pretty eyes were framed by down-to-her-midback, curly bush of red hair. Then there was her full bustline—oh my. Kristina’s voice was alto-pitched and self-assured. Which turns me on just as much, but in a different way from soprano-toned women. Our friend gave me her email address when I expressed my interest. We emailed, and Kristina said she was happy I’d acted on my instinct of our shared attraction.

hi

im a 19 yr old lesbian girl, i have only came out on the scene and i am being flocked by women, however i have had some sexual encounters but they haven't went that far..... now my main fear/concern is oral sex, im worried i may not be able to pleasure the woman and maybe she mite not like it, i know this sounds silly but i would like my partner to squirt..... because then i will know for definate it was good for her, do you have any advice for me????