Saw a post float by in another feed that *suggested* guys write/describe what it is they like, specifically, about going down. I thought I'd try to capture in words why I love giving oral pleasure to a woman and why it's enough for me to give it.
First, let me say being with a partner that is aroused is magical. The subtle act of kissing, touching, tasting the lips and warm skin of a companion can give me goose bumps. Letting my hands slowly trace the soft curves... tease and linger in the places that elicit gently moans between rapid shallow breaths and short gasps as pops of pleasure go off under your skin... this is the road to heaven.
It gets more intense as the sweet and tender kisses give way to deep, wet, almost sloppy and intense exchanges of energetic tongues. But that's not the only thing happening. In this exchange of deep kisses (assuming it's your thing) I let my hands follow your contours, leaving your plump flush nipples making their way to the soft skin of your thighs, teasing the short delicate hairs that greet me. Eager, I let my thick finger tease your clit. Just a little at first, but as the kissing goes deeper, so too do my fingers, teasing around your lips and then exploring your wetness, floating back to your clit and then deeper into your wetness.
Depending on how you're feeling here, I let my mouth and tongue leave your lips, traveling to one and then the other nipple, sucking, nibbling, pulling, and letting my tongue tease the pleasure to come below.
Lingering a minute more, I let my lips kiss their way down your tummy, moving my body so as to give me the fullest view of your sex and the clear path to taste you. It's at this point that the electric bolts shoot down through my body and out my toes. As my plump tongue spreads like butter between your legs, parting your lips and sliding slowly up to linger on your clit.
But once isn't enough as my mouth begins to work up and down, letting my tongue lap the skin and pressing my chin into your wet supple folds. It's hard to tell when the licking turns into sucking, but clearly both sucking and lapping continue bring climax over and over, not stopping between crescendos, instead tapering to pace your deep breaths. I'm sure you'd notice, but it's at this point that I would let me tongue float lower, after your second orgasm of course. I would let it float lower to fuck your pussy with my tongue, probing and thrusting it into your wetness, bringing it back to your clit to let it's full width slowly slide up and down over and over. Assuming you could take it still, I would work my greedy tongue deeper into your pussy and probe your depth, grinding my face into your wetness. It would be your moans that would tell me when you'd had enough or if you needed more attention to worship your lusciousness.
Clearly I'm hard and dipping with pre-cum at this point, but this is about you. These are your orgasms. I am merely the lucky individual blessed to worship you in this way. I might let my hand slide down into my shorts and relieve the pressure I'm suffering, but only once your needs have been fulfilled.
What this act does for me? It's a form of worship. It's about the intense pleasure from giving and knowing my partner has caught a glimpse of the same heaven I found between your legs.