"For women the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time." (Isabel Allende)
I can't agree more to Isabel.
Real Foreplay (or Roleplay) is All About Telling Sexy Stories.
If you really want to know about women then read what women read; Mills & Boon, Nancy Friday, Barbara Cartland etc. Women fantasize about sexual things that they don't necessarily want to do in real life. The reality is they do want to do it in real life provided they can really trust someone with those innermost feelings. How to develop that kind of trust? You need to do some reading (my blog: The Sacred Seduction is the best place to take a start with)
It's only after we introduce the element of fantasy into sex we take her to a ride to a faraway land of her dreams. That land is detached from all the harsh realities of life - from babies crying, grocery hassles, cleaning, internet, emails, Facebook etc. The only equipment you need to take her to that fantasy land is your mind...
Let me tell you a sample story that I love telling to my girl. She loves it. I always bring in new twists to this story:
Cannibal Women Who Love to Eat Men's Penises
Do you know I'm really fond of travel? I've seen many countries and continents. Africa is one of them.
There was a time in Africa when they told to every traveler; never buy smoked meat from the market - it may be human...
So in spite of all the warnings I planned to visit the cannibal tribes.
She asks: Cannibal tribes (she shrugs with fear and comes closer to me. You see girls are so fearful;-))? Why take such a risk? You can always see a cannibal movie, if you're really interested in seeing such people
There's no substitute for the live action dear. Tell me why people buy tickets to see soccer or cricket matches? They can see it all on TV. To see the REAL THING - "REAL HOT THING." Okay?
Okay.
The Trip to Mobangi
So there I was with my guide in Africa. We planned to visit Mobangi - the center of African Cannibalism. Have you heard the name before?
No (she says.)
It actually means: Speed. Eating or making with speed. Mobangi tribe is the fastest man-eater tribe on earth. Their women take only 3.5 minutes to skin a human.
Wow... So did they eat you?
You're not taking it seriously. I'm damn serious honey.
Okay now I'm serious (tries to 여성 토닥이 control her smile.)
Well you do have a point here girl; why didn't they eat me? They didn't eat me because the guide I took, belonged to the same f* tribe. And we did take some gifts - real gifts okay?
Okay.
Removing Clothes is a Gesture of Peace
So when we reached near the tribe my guide took-off all his clothes and asked me to do the same. He said his people will eat any clothed man here. Removing clothes is a gesture of peace...
Let's be in peace...
Did you see the movie Operation Petticoat?
No.
It's an old movie, they saved their submarine by asking all the women to remove their petticoats. Removing clothes is such a great thing. Would you mind removing your petticoat? You might even get something bigger than a sub...
She: You're so...
...
That day was hot and when I removed all the clothes I felt literally liberated. It was a totally different feeling. Have you ever been without clothes in the open?
I've been to swimming but I didn't take-off all my clothes (she said.)
Try it, it's a great feeling when cool and humid air touches each and every pore of your body, your hair flying in air, your breasts charging with the free-flowing ions... you don't even need that Japanese ion-plasma machine...
You were in an African village...
The G-String Connection
Oh yah, so when I entered the village do you know all the women were only wearing g-strings? I said how come they become so modern? My guide then told me that g-string is in fact their invention. He also told me that a team of wickedweasels visit this village every year to get new ideas for their bikinis and g-strings.
Wow, so that's where all their ideas come from (she says.)
Oh yah, and once you visit that place you won't ever want to wear this trash, except of course the supreme g-string...
I'm getting cold, let's come closer...
...
Cooking Genitals
So when I was in that village a girl really got attached to me... her specialty was cooking genitals...No I didn't fell in love with her... she fell in love with me...
What? A girl cooking genitals?
Yah, it's true. I never wanted to take her with me, but the Chief of the tribe said; take her or be ready to cook your... you know what... (snoring... of course I'm acting.)
What happened then?
Oh don't do this to me, it hurts there...
I'll do this to you unless you tell me what happened then?
Okay, we took her with us. Then one night...
What happened that night?
That night we slept early. It was around 12 O' Clock that I felt something hot down there...
I thought it's a wet dream...
Deep Throat
But it wasn't... that girl was giving a deep throat ***** massage to me...
Yes, like this, exactly, I love you girl...
I'm about to cum...
Oh my God...
Role Play is an excellent tool to use in your sexual repertoire. Role Play gives you the ability to become someone else, either to help you lose your inhibitions or just to have a different kind of fun in the bedroom. One role play idea that we like is the Massage Parlor, with you as the "Client" and your lover as the "Masseuse/Masseur."
To act out this fantasy you have to think about a shady massage parlor, located down a dark stairwell, in a back alley, advertising free "special touches."
The stereotypical massage parlor is often a front for a full on brothel. But how would you know that, you're just a country bumpkin in the big city looking to try out same city life luxuries. You just want to get yourself a nice relaxing massage after a long day of sightseeing. Of course, the typical massage parlor massage is pretty basic, but you wouldn't know that either, since you have never actually experienced a massage before. You just go in with your naive little mind thinking nothing of it.
You didn't really think too much about it when the entrance of the parlor is in a dark stairwell, in a back alley. You think to yourself, "Hey, big city rentals are expensive. You take what you can get." You are, however, a little surprised by the dimly lit facilities and simple curtains separating the different stations. It must be a pretty good place though because it sounds like all the other clients are really enjoying themselves.
You go into your curtained "room" and get undress and lie on the table. When the masseuse/masseur comes in you are amazed by their good looks. They could easily win the Beauty Queen Contest at the country fair. You are even more amazed at how good they are with their hands once they begin your massage.
They work over your entire body, your legs, your arms, your back, your neck. It feels great and you are starting to lose yourself in their capable hands (remember, you don't know what a professional massage feels like). And then, they start to focus their attention on your buttocks. "Wow! Never expected that," you think to yourself. "But it does feel really good. I guess they do it all the time. Must be a big city thing." As they work they get even more focused on your privates, but because you are a little...lost in translation...you don't even seem to notice.
They are gently rubbing you down there when you finally come back down to earth. "Whoa, hold on! Is this normal?" you ask. "Of course. Everyone does it...and its all included." You're not so sure, but you are pretty aroused and the special attention really does feel amazing. "Well, okay then, but keep it professional," you say hesitantly. "Absolutely, we are here to make you happy."
Your arousal continues to climb quickly while you try to "keep it professional," but of course, you find it difficult to keep still as your sexual energy skyrockets. When the masseuse/masseur starts to blow on your privates you are completely amazed that city folk engage in this sort of thing. No wonder there are so many people in the cities. You like it!
Your mind is spinning, so when they start sucking on you, you are more than accepting. In fact, you lend them a helping hand. Suddenly, after a few minutes, it all stops!
You look up and your masseuse/masseur is removing their uniform. They look you in the eyes, climb up on top of the table and...
Even though you are just a country bumpkin, we're sure you can figure out what to do next.
A great way to set this role play up is to use colored light bulbs (red works well) and set up strings to hold up some curtains around a massage table. Get some good massage oil and let the rest take care of itself. Of course, to be fair, you should really consider switching roles on another day.