To Ride....Or be Ridden.

Sex is a two-way street. There is a lot of give and take and pleasing and receiving. But a lot of times, I love to be the receiver during sex. I love to lay with my legs spread as a man devours my goodies. I love to lie there while he’s on top of me pushing and pulling and stroking and lifting. But now, I am learning to take pleasure in giving during sex.

I am one of those women who love being on the bottom during sex. Maybe it has to do with my whole love of men being in charge and taking control because I love looking at my lover on top of me. I love being able to touch his chest and hold on to his back and his ass and pull him into me kiss his neck and his chest and watch as he pulls in and out of me and that sexy ass moment when he puts his head in the crevice of my neck and ….ok, my bad. I started reminiscing.

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When he is on top, I love the way his arms cover over me, as if protecting me. I love when his arms are wrapped around me and he pulls me close to him. I love him taking control of my pleasure. His strokes. His speed. His pauses. He guides my body. He guides my orgasms. And my orgasms are plentiful.

But now…I’ve gotten on top a little more and I must say…I kinda like it! Ok, I don’t know if I’m good at it. Probably not, because it’s something I don’t do very often because I’ve had such a love for everything else.  Being on top puts me in control of my own orgasms. It let’s me gage how hard and when I want to explode. Problem is, it becomes almost continuous as soon as I get on top of him and barely have the ability to even move. To have him grabbing my ass and sucking on my breasts and holding on to my waist as I ride him is a complete turn-on. To get down close to him and kiss his body as my ass bounces on top of him, trying to hold me still to create pauses; I love that shit.

It’s a power trip I guess. Being on top allows me to control his pleasure as well as focus on myself a lot more. Maybe that’s it. Maybe because I get to focus on my pleasure more versus giving him pleasure bothers me, because I love to give him pleasure. I am sure he is getting pleasure either way, but is it more than from when he’s on top? The control is nice, though. I just need more practice learning to control my orgasms so I can focus on the ride. To hear a different moan from his mouth or to have his hands hold me down so I can’t move and cause him to explode; I love that shit.

I don’t need the power trip. Sex isn’t about who has the power. It’s about pleasure. It’s about exchanging energy. It’s about letting go. His moments of holding my legs over his shoulders as he deep sea dives into my yoni with his rod are just as pleasurable for me as me riding him and bouncing my ass on his penis. I don’t mind getting more practice with being on top. I don’t mind feeling him hit places that create spasms.

Whichever way chosen, satisfaction is guaranteed. Because at some point, you realize, it’s not just about the stroke or the angle. It’s about the person. And if he can create wetness just by his thought, there is no doubt that indulgence will not take place when bodies are connected.

Pleasure is pleasure