Penis Worship

That’s a very interesting perspective. However do you find that most men embrace that primal and dominant nature?
I'll get into trouble with this but here goes...

Personally I've found most (maybe, 90%) to be afraid to express themselves honestly, to do what they really want to do with a a woman. I can't blame them, there's so much legal "me-too" stuff flying around these days. I have found that once I let a guy know that it's ok to be the man with me they begin to come out of their shell and get more aggressive with time, especially as I give them plenty of feedback that the dirty, degrading, disgusting things they're doing to me are much appreciated and enjoyed.

Hope that answers your question. Or just write it off to 'bitches be crazy'. We are!
 
Don't you think that she should use that cock for her own pleasure, rub it up and down the length of her pussy lips, nuzzle its head up against her cute little clit, so that when he cums - which he inevitably will, she can see his white spunk shooting and dribbling across the most intimate parts of her body...
I think she's about to push his cock into her cunt. He's close to cumming already. She'll impale herself 10 or 20 strokes and pull free to watch him shoot his pearly jism over her clit and pussy, then she'll rub her girl parts over his shaft until she squirts herself
 
I can spend hours worshipping my man's penis.

It started with football games on TV. While he is an attentive and always satisfying lover, he loves to watch his favorite football teams play. So, most weekends in fall, there are three hours on Saturday (for his college alma mater's football game) and on Sunday (for his pro team's game) that he would not want to do anything but watch the TV. Unfortunately, I'm not a football fan myself.

I suppose it is the temptation of forbidden fruit. Knowing it was the only time he really did not want to take the time to make love, I'd get horny during these games. He'd be kind, and I often could seduce him to take time from the games, but not always, especially if the game was close or especially important.

One Sunday in fall two years ago, I had just finished cleaning up after brunch, and he was in his family room reading. By the time I joined him I was ready for some sweet athletic dessert on the couch, but as I walked into the room, he had just switched on the TV and announced it was time for the game. He was dressed in just some cotton boxers and a T-shirt. I did not object to him putting on the game. Instead, I just got down on my knees, pulled down his boxers and started giving him oral sex in the hope it would draw him away from watching the tube.

It didn't, exactly. He quickly grew hard in my mouth and, before I expected, he came there as well. Not deterred, I continued to suck him, rub him with my fingers, run his dick over my face, squeeze it between my breasts, etc. until he was hard. I found this fun.

I listened well enough to the TV announcers to realize it was a very close and exciting game. So, once he grew hard again from the attention I was giving his shaft, I simply gave him oral sex again. He eventually came again. I took pride in my oral prowess in making him come so quickly a second time. I continued this for the rest of the game. If I remember correctly, I made him come five times in all.

I was with him again the next weekend, and did the same thing during the college game on Saturday and the pro game on Sunday. I learned a lot about how his penis reacts to different stimulus. I also found fascinating how it changed from flaccid, to hardening, to stiff, and how it moved and flopped differently in these various stages. I spent more time playing with it and less time simply sucking it each time we did this. I came to find that I could spend hours just focusing on his penis and the way it responded to my worship of it.

This has now become a routine, and not just during every football game. It is now something I enjoy doing year round. When he is reading, or working at his desk, or doing much of anything else where he is sitting or laying down, even sometimes during meals, it has become my habit to worship his penis in this way. When we're apart, I often find myself daydreaming about his penis, and how it reacts while I worship it. Thinking about this is probably my most common mental image when masturbating, too.

Does anyone else do this with their men? I have to think I'm not the only one who has become so fixated on her man's member. Please, if you do this or something similar, I'd love to have you post about it here for me and others to read.
I have never been treated that good by a woman, even though I have a very large penis. Hit me up if you want someone that deserves and appreciates that , would also return the feeling
I tried it but it didn't go so well in my case. I was yelled at to stop.
I have never been treated that good even though I have Avery large penis, if you want someone that deserves ot and appreciates it, hit me up ;) I would also return the feeling
 
My wife likes to sit next to me and rub my balls and play with my dick when we sit in bed at night watching TV. She will do it for hours if I let her. I don't feel like it is worship, but I don't read have anything to gribe about because at least she still likes to touch me after 25 years 😂.
 
I can spend hours worshipping my man's penis.

It started with football games on TV. While he is an attentive and always satisfying lover, he loves to watch his favorite football teams play. So, most weekends in fall, there are three hours on Saturday (for his college alma mater's football game) and on Sunday (for his pro team's game) that he would not want to do anything but watch the TV. Unfortunately, I'm not a football fan myself.

I suppose it is the temptation of forbidden fruit. Knowing it was the only time he really did not want to take the time to make love, I'd get horny during these games. He'd be kind, and I often could seduce him to take time from the games, but not always, especially if the game was close or especially important.

One Sunday in fall two years ago, I had just finished cleaning up after brunch, and he was in his family room reading. By the time I joined him I was ready for some sweet athletic dessert on the couch, but as I walked into the room, he had just switched on the TV and announced it was time for the game. He was dressed in just some cotton boxers and a T-shirt. I did not object to him putting on the game. Instead, I just got down on my knees, pulled down his boxers and started giving him oral sex in the hope it would draw him away from watching the tube.

It didn't, exactly. He quickly grew hard in my mouth and, before I expected, he came there as well. Not deterred, I continued to suck him, rub him with my fingers, run his dick over my face, squeeze it between my breasts, etc. until he was hard. I found this fun.

I listened well enough to the TV announcers to realize it was a very close and exciting game. So, once he grew hard again from the attention I was giving his shaft, I simply gave him oral sex again. He eventually came again. I took pride in my oral prowess in making him come so quickly a second time. I continued this for the rest of the game. If I remember correctly, I made him come five times in all.

I was with him again the next weekend, and did the same thing during the college game on Saturday and the pro game on Sunday. I learned a lot about how his penis reacts to different stimulus. I also found fascinating how it changed from flaccid, to hardening, to stiff, and how it moved and flopped differently in these various stages. I spent more time playing with it and less time simply sucking it each time we did this. I came to find that I could spend hours just focusing on his penis and the way it responded to my worship of it.

This has now become a routine, and not just during every football game. It is now something I enjoy doing year round. When he is reading, or working at his desk, or doing much of anything else where he is sitting or laying down, even sometimes during meals, it has become my habit to worship his penis in this way. When we're apart, I often find myself daydreaming about his penis, and how it reacts while I worship it. Thinking about this is probably my most common mental image when masturbating, too.

Does anyone else do this with their men? I have to think I'm not the only one who has become so fixated on her man's member. Please, if you do this or something similar, I'd love to have you post about it here for me and others to read.
That’s really sexy. I love to pull my tits out and suck his cock. While we’re driving. I know that could be dangerous, but we have survived so far.
 
Personally I've found most (maybe, 90%) to be afraid to express themselves honestly, to do what they really want to do with a a woman. I can't blame them, there's so much legal "me-too" stuff flying around these days.
I will take your word for this part since I don't know men this way.
I have found that once I let a guy know that it's ok to be the man with me they begin to come out of their shell and get more aggressive with time, especially as I give them plenty of feedback that the dirty, degrading, disgusting things they're doing to me are much appreciated and enjoyed.
In my case, it was a circumstance, a life change, that allowed me to open my internal door and let my natural energy have its way, and the results were a little surprising to me. I tried to describe this pivotal moment in my life in my story, "She Leaned Back," - where an athletic, brash, tough New York woman transformed into a submissive, seductive kitten. https://www.literotica.com/s/she-leaned-back-first-date

Later, when I dated a woman who had some strong latent submissive tendencies, at some kind of subliminal level, my primal self got the message. I was not consciously trying to be like this, but I found myself constantly pushing the envelope with more and more unrestrained "rough" sex. "Quickies" occurred often; Saturdays became all day on and off sex; we had CMNF weekends, and just furious fucking ensued when I was "rag-dolling" her around the house. I didn't know what it was at the time, but I believe now that I was putting her into sub-space during some of these sessions- just from such "dominant" sex, without any ropes, cuffs, crops, blindfold, etc. Her affect would change, and she seemed to be in a haze, like she was high. It was only in retrospect that I recognized what had happened between us. It wasn't that she caused me to be dominant, but her submissive nature triggered it to come out.
 
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