My story of how I embraced sensual domination is kind of significant.

In fact, for me, it was the moment when everything just “clicked”. You’re exploring a kink, dipping your toe into the waters and experimenting. Or maybe you jumped right in, no hunky lifeguard available (unless that’s your thing). And there’s this moment where everything makes sense…do you remember yours? Mine led me to where I am today, hence the “significant” statement.

 

Whoa, hold the moans!

It was my first time experiencing oral sex from anyone and needless to say my boyfriend was not good at it…like AT ALL. It’s laughable when I think about it now, but at the time it was incredibly frustrating. Up until then I’d been pretty happy. I possess some sort of special radar that allows me to weed out small dicks, when taking a lover, thank goodness. I knew what I liked (thank you B.O.B) and had orgasmed plenty, so that wasn’t the issue either. Needless to say, it was a disaster.

Lord have mercy, he thought he was King Of Cunnilingus and with as much porn as I knew he watched, I had SOME hope at least. Look boys, porn’s good for a lot of things, being your MAIN source of knowledge in pleasing women ain’t one of them. It was sloppy, unfocused, rough when I wanted gentle and he was completely oblivious to any cues I gave him…except the aggressive tapping on the head when I decided I’d had enough of this bullshit.

**Sidebar- Now I’m a girl who’s used to getting what I want. I’m spoiled (yes, still) the youngest of my siblings (I have 2 older brothers) and I’m the only girl. I’m sure you see where this is going. Domination came natural, sensual domination came later. (pun intended)

 

The Guilty Pleasures of Sensual Domination

Back to my “awakening”…this terrible assault on my poor clit was going to get us nowhere, so it was time to take control. I’m a pretty reasonable partner and I know how fragile the male ego can be…and his was downright brittle. I decided to use MY knowledge of porn as a guide to flip the script. Giving him a smile and a wink, then whispering to him to lay on his back did the trick. I didn’t want it to be completely one-sided so I decided to sit facing his feet so I could stroke and edge him.

As I used his tongue for my own personal gain, I realized the more I focused on my orgasm and the less I focused on his the more excited he got. The bobbing, the twitching, the dripping…OH MY. As I ground myself to a life-altering orgasm (literally) it all “clicked” and I realized that this was only the start of all the guilty pleasures I knew were in my future.

The rush of taking control, the mind blowing orgasms and the reactions I have gotten have led me to never look back and to take the bulls by the horn and the cuckolds by the balls, making them both mine. And that’s just the tip (again, pun intended) of my kinky iceberg and how I embraced sensual domination.

Until Next Time,
Jessica
Your Mistress of Phone Sex