Tuesday, November 28, 2006

The Sound of Pleasure - Aurally

The Sound of Pleasure
Aural Sex

Definition from Dictionary.com
au?ral2 /'?r ?l/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[awr-uh l] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation: –adjective : of or pertaining to the ear or to the sense of hearing.

Yes, it's been a long time since we've spoken, but I've been here, I swear I swear I swear.

First things first: I'd like to let everyone know, I'm still single and scarily becoming set in my ways which will probably ruin me for the next man. LOL.

"Everything you've ever wanted to know but were too afraid to ask!" is the second thing. This is an event I'll be attending on December 20th, from 5:00pm-7: 45pm in Detroit. Visit http://www.eventbrite.com/event/41146069 to save your seat! We speak on various of subjects about sex, relationship, sex, intimacy, sex, and well, just sex and our concerns over different aspects of it. It was fun the first time (in November) and if you're in the Detroit Area, we do invite you to come out again!!! (I insist!) I'll be having copies of my book, Mistaken Identity on hand to sell.

This past week has been full and pleasurable. I mean really mentally pleasurable because I've been busily writing my stories and I always get pleasure out of that.

I'm working on my book, Dark Façade. It's about contemporary slavery of black women. I won't even go into detail, but I brought this up because this book's love scene is different. The man talks to her during sex. Envisioning these love scenes added a little more erotica to the storyline than I thought and after re-reading this unfinished book for like the third time, I really was definitely turned on my own creativity. (Yeah, I'm patting myself on the back just a little bit.)

Another thing that happened this last week to fuel this post is that I won this fabulous contest by author, Sheila Goss to speak with Brian McNight and he said my name – HE SAID MY NAME. I really don't think you understand the serious nature of this. Brian McNight had me at "One Last Cry." I was in love with that man from the first note of that song and I've been a fan since. I mean damn! A man willing to tell you he was crying was a turn on. Singing it was an even bigger turn on and I've loved his voice like men liking J-Lo's butt. He made my eardrums tingle. He's inspired a lot of love scenes that people have come up to me and just said "damn! Where did you get that from?" Brian McNight. I play him repeatedly (although I do switch to the old Babyface every once in a while to get to the deeper emotions.)

In any case, Brian has been my love sweet love in my dreams for years and years and I said if I ever could wish for anything – ANYTHING – in this world, it would be to just have Brian McNight to say my name. He did! He said, "Hello Sylvia." I was dumbfounded! I was speechless (but only for a second or two cause y'all know I love to talk). My panties were wet and I was a fool in love all over again. All I could think about was when I first fell in love with him and my head just kept singing his song, "One Last Cry." As I spoke to him, whenever he spoke, my brain was singing that song. When he answered a question or said something all I could think about was that song, because that's all I remember from when we first met.

O/T tangent: First meetings are a trip and it's so impactful upon the rest of the relationship isn't. (advice for men) : For women You can remember what they looked like, what they said, what they smelled like, what they got you with. It's the most amazing thing that could ever happen and you wish you could meet someone just like that person everyday over and over again. We are always searching for the first time feeling always, aren't we? (We'll get back to this another day).

In any case, Dark Façade and Brian McNight, along with the beau has fueled my newest blog, Aural Sex.

I did a Yahoo search on the subject. I found a movie, a book by Ann Regentin (which I know and was tickled pink to say, hey I know her!), and then I found someone had asked the question, Can Aural Sex affect Your Hearing? On Yahoo's question board about a year ago.

I was tickled to death at the answers, which were:
q Is there such a thing? I don't think there is!!!
q WTF! You put it in your mouth, not your ears!
q I guess it could be possible. You don't know what auras can do.
q I prefer it in the nose???
q Yikes this SOUNDS painful
q It affected my hearing and hers, we didn't notice the CD skipping


And my personal favorite that almost made me pee on myself:

q You must be really tiny for it to fit in there... but yea... sticking anything in your ear can damage your hearing (hence the reason for the q-tip warnings)...


So you ask, "What is Aural Sex?"

Vocally making love would be my definition. Now this can take place in several different places and both parties don't have to be present (face to face) in order to achieve the "desired affect." The most widely used form of aural sex would be over the phone. Men just like you are turned on at the knowledge of knowing your woman wants you when you're not around, women are just as turned on at hear that you had such a good time wherever you were last night. One man I use to date would call me after such occurrence and I'd get tickled embarrassed hearing him talk about what he did to me last night and what he wanted to try next time. Needless to say, I was a willing participant to WHATEVER he had in mind the next time because damn if it didn't sound good.

The next form of aural sex would be face to face, which can consist of two things: whispered intentions or the sound and/or speech emitted while making physical love. Let's focus on the whispered intentions first.

A whispered intention would be something a person says to you sexually when you are not involved in a physical sexual sex. Sometimes it doesn't have to be whispered, but it's a verbal form of what you want to do, what you have done and what you'd like to try to do. In one scene of my stories, a woman and man are speaking about another subject. All while they are speaking she's trying to find the guts to tell him she's attracted to him and out of the blue, she says, "I want to make love to you all night long in every position known and unknown to mankind." He's a bit taken aback by her abruptness, but then a slow wicked smile graced his lips and he said, "I'll do my best to make you happy."

Needless to say I went on to describe a very long love scene that took three exhaustive horny days to write, but damn was it fun. Just from that verbal comment. Now you say, "Well, Sylvia that's just your vivid imagination." Actually, that had happened to me but it was the other way around. I was at a booksigning just talking to a beau (at that time) about everything – my book, how the booksigning was going, and just my own random thoughts of writing. Suddenly he said the above statement. I responded just like that and it took about three days to make him happy, LOL. That was fun! Good times… good times….

Whispered intentions are really fun when you do what you intend to do. If you tell your woman you're going to give her a full body massage (and if you don't know how to do that, please see the last blog, It started with a touch), do it! The only rule of whispered intentions is that if you say it, you have to do it. Otherwise the next time you say something, it will only annoy the crap out of the person because you don't know how to do what you say. My mother always say, never write a check with your mouth that your butt can't cash! Because it will surely get bounced! And I'm a woman who will say, that's it? Make your checks worth the paper it's written on. Always remember action speaks louder than words and if you speak it, do it. Also, to make more powerful effects on whispered intentions, give details. That's what really drives a woman crazy. Details. Illicit, erotic details that will have her squirming. I don't mind changing my panties in the middle of the day cause I was aurally loved by a whispered intention that couldn't wait until I got home. (He's helped me changed them sometimes in a back closet, guest room, or bathroom.) Women, you should do the same thing. If you intend to F*&^! The crap out of me, then I wanna know just how you plan to get the crap out, LOL and should I be calling the Guinness Book of Records cause we're making history.

One warning about this whole thing. When you receive a whispered intention, never and I mean never tell a person not to say stuff like that. Now say that the whispered intention was a crude remark. There's a good way to handle it. Just say it even more descriptive than what they said it.

For instance:
He says: I want you to suck my d*#k!
I say: You want me to put your flesh between my lips? Use my tongue to wrap to around the tip and..? (speak it real slowly and emphasize the s's, d's, p's).

He usually smiles, blushes and then gives me great detail about how good it feels when I do that to him and the creatively comes back to describe what wants to do to my body.

I myself become very turned on my big words. My best friend from high school, who's a guy, uses big words. I think I keep him around because I've never heard a black man speak words over four syllables so much and just speaking to him over the phone is a joy.

Yes, I do sound sick, but big words turn me on and if I can't admit that to myself (and you) then who else could I tell admit that to?

Now to the best, which I've saved for last. The sound or speech voiced, grunted, or growled during sex. The sounds of sex are usually what we envision in an x-rated movie. "Oh Oh Oh Yes Yes Yes Umm Umm Umm." And so on. The sounds of my son having an asthma attack sound more passionate than that. (yeah, that was cruel.) Why (men and woman) are we so afraid to make noises during sex. I'm not talking about that whose your daddy? Crap. I think that's a bunch of malarkey. During sex, you shouldn't be asking me any questions that will make me a liar later, because I might be inclined to be honest and make you lose your hard-on. LOL. I'm a screamer. The better it feels the louder I am or the more vocal I make myself.

Just think about it. If you've just taken a bite out the most scrumptious cake in the whole wide world, wouldn't you let everyone around know that's the best cake you've ever had.

Now imagine that even if he's done it a million times and every time he hits the right spot. Why wait until it's over to tell him he did it? I say, speak now or forever hold your peace. I like to let people know when they did well at the time their doing it. I might forget later, LOL.

Never cover my mouth. If you don't like what I'm saying, kiss me more.

Now my rant:

Speaking during sex is not unusual. Having conversations of an enjoyable nature, laughing together and telling each other further increases the intensity and pleasure. If you don't know it, women are more stimulated mentally than physically. We are able to achieve pleasure and orgasms with our mind and as you stimulate us physically with your movements, you must remember to really "get her" or connect with her on a mental level. Don't know what to say: Speak your pleasure, describe what you're feeling, when she does something you like let her know, open conversation to her and tell her what you enjoy about her body… showstopper: describe to her what you are about to do and then do it.

Why (men) are you quiet? On purpose? You can't tell me it doesn't feel good? Why you gotta groan, gurgle and make that face?

And I'm not talking about when it's in the beginning. I know why you make those faces because yes it is good and yes you feel good, but I'm talking bout in the end when I whisper in your ear, "Give it to me, Big Daddy." That's your cue to release, let it out, let go, shout to the heavens and wake up hell!

I'll join you!

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