I can’t believe how men think they can just do what they want when it comes to sex, with little regard for the woman. The boys I’m training now know better, but there are so many to teach.
“S” is one of those selfish ones. So I am going to teach him a whole different kind of lesson. His wife tells me that he throat fucks her and prematurely ejaculates. Tsk Tsk Tsk. And he’s never even asked her if she likes throat fucking. What a shame.
“S” arrives at my door with a timid knock. I open it and see a guy, hands on hips and a not so happy look. I told him to come in, and he does with hesitation. I lead him to the living room and tell him to sit, but I remain standing, just a bit too close to him. I look down and said “So your wife tells me you are bad fuck.” A look of anger comes over his face and he says I’ve never had any complaints before. I laugh and let him know that we women know men have delicate egos, and if a woman is trying to snag you she isn’t going to tell you you’re a bad lay. He frowns, and I tell him that we are here to fix that.
I put one leg up on the couch. I have no panties or bra on just a little sundress. I lift the bottom up and tell him to smell my swet pussy. He puts his nose right by my slit and I hear him breathe me in. I suddenly feel his tongue and his hand going toward my pussy. I look down and yell NO. Tell me what you want to do to me right now. “I want to take you down on this couch and fuck you hard.” “Such lack of imagination.” I said.
“”S” sit down on the couch.” I stand on the couch and put my pussy over his face; he’s trying to breath and struggling. After a few minutes I stand up and tell him, now how does that feel being smothered by my pussy. “I LOVE IT!” he said. Hmm my plan is going down the toilet.
Training of “S” continues next time.