Ask a Man

Dear Ask a Man,

I’ve met a lot of creeps and not enough keeps in my short 28 years. Recently, I met a potential keep and we expedited our “situationship” by hooking up. Surprisingly, he was still interested in developing a relationship and we continued to communicate every day for the next week. I decided to share with Mr. Potential Keep that things have moved so fast and I was thoroughly enjoying myself, however I was still hesitant because things seem too easy and my past has taught me to raise an eyebrow at easy and fast. He was thoroughly offended and bluntly stated that if he was still calling after our hook-up; then I shouldn’t question anything and he went on to complain that I defamed his character. Was I wrong for my thought process? And was I wrong for sharing my reservations with someone I felt so comfortable with? What do you two think?

Dear Ms. Quickie,

Well, for starters your Mr. Potential is nothing more than a jumpoff upgrade. You “expedited” the actual process of getting to know this guy. You in all probability refer to him as your “friend” which in reality is the best way to tell others that you have a “cut” buddy with whom you are trying to establish a friendship and a relationship, which means that you have attempted to negotiate the terms of your relationship with your vagina. You can’t meet a man and in the space of two to eight weeks, let alone three months know him well enough to consider him a “friend” or even refer to him as such. It takes no less than a year for the representative to play him/herself out and the real person to reveal him/herself.

The fact that you were surprised that he still wanted to deal with you after the session tells me that you were unsure of the outcome from the beginning, which takes me back to you not even knowing buddy well enough to be sexing him in the first place. You had sex with a stranger that was incredibly personable and because the sex was good to you see no reason to not have an emotional relationship which is in effect based on how good he made you feel.  How you move when it comes to establishing relationships with men is backwards. No house built on a foundation made of sand with twigs for walls & a straw roof will ever be able to withstand the test of time or the bad weather!

The fact that you shared how you were feeling is/ was not the problem here, the problem is/was the fact that YOU know this “situationship” was moving too fast because YOU were moving too fast. Your eyebrows raised because YOU realized that YOU were/ are easy to fuck & quick to suck. So by telling him this you attempted to gauge his reaction / thought process on the possibility of how frequently you make your holes available to men without feeling like a whore / freak with a loose vagina. That’s that reverse psychology women hit men with to avoid shame and humiliation. Both of your eyebrows should now have a permanent arch because you are “easy & fast” & I don’t know which one is greater.

No man will value or respect you anymore than you value and respect yourself! Using your vagina to negotiate and set the tone of your relationship with men is futile.

What you are enjoying is the feeling of NEWNESS that the sex brings with each new person. Eight or nine months from now you’ll probably realize or wish that you NEVER sexed him in the first place.

Easy Cum Easy Go!


Sofa Spread Eagle

Erotic Instructions:

Stand on the edge of a couch, bed, or two chairs, with your  legs spread wide. Position your man so he’s standing on the floor facing you.  Adjust the width of your stance (bending your knees slightly if necessary) so he  can easily slide between them and get your pelvises to meet — then rock your  bodies together to feel the bliss.


Why You’ll Love It:

There’s nothing like the feeling of impulsive,  must-have-it-right-now sex while standing up. But the Sofa Spread-Eagle spares  you both the royal pain of matching up your private parts. While your stable  stance allows you to move to his rhythm, your wide-spread legs give you that  supersexy vulnerable feeling. All that frontal friction will hit your hot spot  and take you to a no-hands-necessary climax.

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Position Tuesdays- The Tight Squeeze

The Tight Squeeze

Lie down on your stomach and, keeping your legs  straight, spread them slightly. Rest your arms by your side, or stretch them out  in front of you. Have your guy stretch his body over yours, resting on his  elbows so he doesn’t place all his weight on you. He then positions his legs  outside your legs. As he enters you, close your legs and cross them at the  ankles.

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Erotica Thursday- Tonight


By Trish (@GimmeUnusual)

Shhh…don’t utter a word unless it’s my name.

Don’t even move a muscle…I got this.

Your body is the business and I’m gone have it…TONIGHT.

What’s that? You want me to tell you everything I’m going to do to you?

I guess that can be arranged, but when I’m done saying it, I’m gone reenact that, smack that, twist that, and kiss that…

Don’t act all shy now girl…you know exactly what you came here for. And I’m gone give it to you…tonight.

Don’t talk…just listen. First I’m going to turn on the lights…I need to see every morsel of your body as I tease you, please you, seduce you, juice you…

Then I’m going to lay your pretty little body down on this bed and slowly undress you. Don’t shiver baby; you’ll be longing for cool air once I’m done with you.

I want to see your body tremble in more ways than one. I’m going to lightly blow on your skin; just enough to make the hairs on your arms stand. Preparation baby…for what’s to come. Next I’m going to take one of the ice cubes melting in that bowl right there, and I’m going to let the water from the cube drip down on your belly…in your navel…all over your breasts…

Do you mind if I place the ice in between my lips and trace the majestic angles of your body…shhh…don’t answer. I’m in control tonight.

Watch me work.

I’m going to sip up every drizzle on your skin…slurp up the fragments inside your navel…lick up every wayward drip across your belly…and when I get to your nipples…I won’t have mercy.

Why you blushing? Do I make you nervous?

Just when the chills across your body try to overtake you, my hands will warm you. I’ll start at your shoulders and glide my hands down your arms. Damn you so beautiful with them perky tits.

Your skin is still damp from my icy kisses…glistening like the morning’s first dew. I can’t help but rub my face over your belly and in between your breasts…you smell so sweet. Jasmine covered skin melting elegantly onto my sheets…delectable, edible, impeccable…

Please don’t mind me as I squeeze your heavenly thighs…as I place your French manicured toes into the air and run my tongue up the backs of your calves…you’re quivering baby…but I’m so far from done.

I’m aware of your body…back arched, lips obtruded, and your eyes begging for more. I got just what you’ve been waiting for.

This leg belongs here and the other one there…FUCK! Forgive me as I stare but your pretty pussy got me having a private, cerebral affair.

Pardon me as I make your body my fortress.

My tongue will send you in subliminal delight as I lick every nook and cranny to be found…ignite…your body blazing…your mind racing…tonight.

I’m going to start at your temple and trail my lips across your cheek. I’ll get there baby…you don’t have to fret.

Your lips are my paradise…plump, sweet…damn baby…you got me feenin’…ready to eat…

Your saccharine neck and supple breasts…yeah…you know it…I’m the best.

Watch me as I go down below…watch me as I write my name on it. When I’m done you’ll tattoo my name on it.

I know you wanna touch my pulsing, hard dick…but lay here…for there is nothing about tonight that will be quick.

Your nectar satisfies my appetite, your throbbing pussy signing my invite.

Who am I to keep suspended your true heart’s desire? You’re the buyer, I’m the supplier.

Your body welcomes me as I glide in…squeeze that pussy for me as I swirl in, twirl in, flip you upside down and curl in.

Say my name.

You’re scratching up my back, and I’m pulling on your hair. You’re bucking that pussy up on me…a lioness ready to attack.

No mistaking it…your body is a temple and I’m going to show it much do respect. As I eject erections of love inside of you and subject you to the passions within…

Say my name.

Warm honey milk in between your thighs, dripping on the sheets, in between my teeth…fuck around and fertilize.

You think I’m talking shit? Well, you ain’t seen nothing yet.

I’m going to ravish your body, tantalize it, eat it…heat it…and beat it up. And just when you think it’s over, I’m coming back for more…retire you, bankrupt, foreclosure…

If you think you can’t take it all…baby just say when but TONIGHT I have planned for us to do it over and over again.

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Position Tuesday- Torrid Tug of War

Erotic Instructions:

Have him sit cross-legged on the floor or the bed before you straddle him. Lower yourself onto his penis and wrap your legs around his back. As you’re sitting face-to-face, grab each other’s elbows and lean back against the other person’s weight — like a coy tug-of-war game. If you’re limber enough, you might be able to tilt your head far enough back to rest it on the floor. Try to keep as still as possible, concentrating on you and your man’s bodily connection.


Why You’ll Love It:

This position is the perfect way to up the intimacy of any sexual encounter. Incorporate it for just a minute to meet mentally with one another. It’s a calming connection and a great way to build momentum for the rest of the ride.

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