And I’ve also discovered that most men think sucking on your titties and slapping you on the ass is foreplay. Or that a few tongue laps around the clit is all it takes to have you begging for the dick. Well, that may work for some women. But a woman like me needs a bit more to get it going. See, for me, great sex begins with great foreplay. And great foreplay begins with seduction. Stimulate the mind, arouse the senses, tantalize and tease the body, or find yourself on the receiving end of a miserably lousy fuck.

However, always keep in mind this tidbit: The thrill of seduction sometimes lies in the chase rather than the conquest. In layman’s terms: Sometimes it’s best not to fuck ’em. Masturbate to your fantasies and keep it moving.

Anyway, I say all this to say that some men get so caught up in solely fucking that they don’t even consider whether you’re enjoying it. I mean, damn. I don’t mind being fucked when that’s what I’m asking for. But don’t be a selfish fuck. I mean, really. How tired is that? But some men really don’t give a fuck about it being good for you too. As long as it feels good to them, as long as they can get their shit off, to hell with making sure we get ours. But I’m not the one. If he’s popping a nut, dammit, so am I. Trust me. And that’s exactly why I have a sign hanging over my bed that reads: “My bed, my pussy, my way! Either fuck me the way I want, or fuck off!” And I make sure every man who enters this bedroom reads it out loud. And if he can’t read, then I read it for his illiterate ass.

Make no mistake. Be a lazy fuck if you want, and find yourself tossed out with a hard dick, depending on my mood. If I am extremely horny or feeling generous, then I will make him stop, roll him over on his back, straddle him, slide down on his dick, and ride him like there’s no tomorrow, then throw him out.