“I’ve Been Craving Anchovies Lately” - A Love of Cunnilingus

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It’s been a while. I’m starting to miss the smell, the feel and the taste of a woman. But, I wasn’t always a fan of going down on a woman. Oh, no. I remember when it was quite revolting to me, even though I expected to receive oral myself.

It took me years to actually to work up the courage to perform cunnilingus. I was afraid for some odd reason of the taste and smell. There were some women I have made love to that seemed not to be inclined to being hygienic. One smelled like a Dorito while the other smelled like she had enough yeast to help feed Chicago.

But the first time I did it was with someone I loved. I didn’t plan it, but I wanted to take her to heaven. I slowly kissed my way from her neck to her stomach and finally between her long smooth legs. She tasted sweet, and I ravished her. Her thighs lightly squeezed my head. Her torso lifted off the bed as I looked up and saw her bite her lips. She grabbed my head and brought me deeper into her.

Her legs began to wrap around my head as she began to climax. But, the feeling I had was not of arousal. It was of power.

The women after her I ravished gratefully, like a lion to a sheep. Each time I felt powerful as each one begins to moan louder and louder from the one before.

Some say the game of sex is about power; Nah, it’s about love. But, there is nothing more powerful than only using the tip of your tongue to send a woman to heaven…multiple times.