Nothing wrong in her taking the lead

He felt quite exposed...she had made him lie on the bed...spreadeagled... and he told her...

"...u know i feel quite uncomfortable in this position?..." a sheepish silly grin on his face...his limbs fighting to stay where they were...instinctively wanting to pull up toward his middle.

She on all fours, at the base of the bed, purposefully moving into a crawl between his legs....looking him over...starting at his hard manliness and balls so tight ....travelling up his torso and, eventually holding his gaze. 

The look in their eyes was different...his was one of excited uncertainty, with a will to surrender...hers was that of a hunter...a sensual seductress, a flirtatious creature.....yet, in their difference it spoke of the same need...to find each other in the path they were going to embark on...erotic, kinky and most definitely indulgent.

"...i know." she replied.

"...is it me?..."

"...not at all..." she said. "...it is more, i think, that it ain't natural for men to splay themselves so vulnerably... for a woman to be the 'agressor'... the 'lead' in the bedroom.

It ain't the run of the mill to just lay back and be commanded and told to relax...and most of all...for u to moan and groan and beg uninhibited in expressing your desire...to arch and feed me with your impatience for u want more...it does take a lot to let go of that supposed correctness that fallacy that men should not be vulnerable and cannot be submissive yet, still be the the "man man" they are.

Darling now stop over thinking it and look at me

....look...at...me....

feel me in your mind. feel me in your thoughts...feel me under your skin...

And as she dipped her head and began the travel of his inner thigh with her soft mouth...his head fell back on the pillow and he surrendered his concerns to the overwhelming pleasure he allowed to fill is whole being.

RB.