noun 1. The fine art of making love to a vagina/vulva with your mouth and tongue.
2. The act of using the mouth to stimulate the female genitalia. This can include sucking or licking the outer and inner areas of the vagina, and most often involves direct stimulation of the clitoris
Some women find cunnilingus to be the most satisfying sexual act. Indeed, a great number of women report that oral sex is the only way they can achieve orgasm. The mouth can create a uniquely intense range of sensations which many find unrivaled. Any woman you learn to do it right for will appreciate you all the more for it.
Going down. Eating out. Muff diving. Eating pussy. Carpet munching. Dining at the Y. Whatever you call it, it's an act that is sometimes misunderstood and very often woefully under-practiced, be it in real life or in porn - or in smut RP.
No longer. This meme is for all your cunnilingus needs, from giving to receiving and from a loving gesture to rough hatesex. The situation is up to you; the act is up to your character's tongue.
HOW TO PLAY
Comment with your character & your preferences. Female characters, be sure to specify whether you're down with giving or receiving, though some preferences will make that obvious. Male characters, just bring your mouth.
"For what purpose, I frankly can't imagine," says Robert, looking up from a pilfered newspaper (early 21st century), as he lounges casually on the settee, "there is" and was and will be "a study of the art of gamahuching which states that the sole evolutionary purpose for such acts is to preserve fidelity in one's partner. Which is, for one, barely worth being labelled as 'news'."
[ the bar doesn't restock itself so much these days. bottles don't reappear every jump just because they're both parched and dying to block out the memories that never get off repeat. they go and go and go, and one day Percy gives in to Wichita's mock bullying and takes the really awful unlabeled liquor from her hand and chugs three burning gulps down. after learning what it feels like to be floaty and out of his head, and his life, it seems like a no-brainer to be drunk as much as possible. suddenly all those super bitter adults make all the sense in all of the worlds, this one especially.
being buzzed is a part of it, of them, but it's not everything. everything is—
( the most important person in his life is ____ and he lives for ____. )
—better left forgotten right now.
right here where she's laughing and they're stumbling, and he's pretty sure he just bruised his back from trying to navigate a bar that has junk strewn haphazardly around. that's what happens when you spin a girl around to keep her from diving head first to kiss the ground because you'd rather her mouth was on yours. ]
Shh, shhhh, shhhhhhhh! [ right because a few barrels tipped over and something burst open next to them and spilled loudly. there is literally nobody around to hear it but he can't remember that right now, with Wichita sitting on a table and closing one eye theatrically, like she's waiting for someone to run screaming in. nobody does, but that's okay, he's already focused on inching the zipper on her jumpsuit down. that's his true goal. distracting her so he can get the one-up. she's not usually one to take the bait. Percy's grin is short lived because he can run his hands down her body, what she's wearing underneath all the way down to her hips. his expression is disturbingly sober when he yanks her to edge of the table. ]
You want the whole ship to hear you? [ his eyes are downcast and his voice isn't any less distracted. this is what they are now and it doesn't make him nervous once he's been drinking, so that's probably where the switch flips. ] Because I can give you that.
[ooc: Mind if Karen tags in? She's ready to play and Clint has the lucky distinction of being the one guy in the same time period in the meme right now LOL.]
[ooc: Giving or receiving is fine. Established or just-starting relationships most likely. Bryce's ability to shut up her brain and enjoy being on the receiving end not guaranteed.]
[It had started with conversation. It always did. But somehow, somewhere along the lines, Hannibal had managed to get Abigail all sorts of hot and bothered. Her legs were bare, her panties still on as she looked down at him and how he stood at her feet. Almost like she was some sort of meal for him.
[This isn't -- this is absurd. Little rookie scientists don't wind up getting taken to bed by the Black Widow for goodness' sakes. The Black Widow. Jemma isn't fangirling, but she is... well, she hadn't expected this. Not in a million years.
Yet here she is, laid back on the bed with her clothes off legs spread wide and a gorgeous woman between them kissing her inner thighs suggestively, and yes, so said woman is just the slightest bit intimidating and technically terrifying, but she's also very charming and very wonderful at -- at all of this. Jemma is propped up just slightly on her forearms, too in awe to do anything but stare, but even the faintest of Natasha's touches cause her to let out shuddering sighs.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
atyourservices) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
bakerstreet2014-02-28 06:09 pm
Page 1 of 3