Confidence

The CS has often been asked if there is a common thread about what women notice in men? What turns them on, or otherwise attracts them to a particular guy? The answers certainly vary. And yes…many women are as visual as men and like a hot body or good looks. But on average, it takes more than that for women. So if it’s a common thread that one is looking for, based on the CS’ experience, it is this: Confidence.

Perhaps, no other trait is noticed by women more then the way a man carries himself. (to digress slightly, the CS notes that based on his experience, if one is talking physical attributes outside of the usual ones, then “hands” surprisingly seem to be noticed by more women than one might think).

Whether you call it self-assurance, confidence or something else…have the right mixture of this ingredient and you will be noticed, regardless of looks (assuming reasonableness) or other physical qualities.

Now perhaps this seems simple enough. But this trait is infinitely complex and involves a subset of qualities that must exist to be effective. It’s not enough to walk tall and carry a big stick. It’s not about being a cocky prick. It’s not about bragging or the Benz in your garage. Rather, it is a subtle combination of things women will notice.

Its about:

• being confident enough to dish out digs at a woman, tease and poke fun…

• wit…and humor

• charm…

• tact, couth and knowing when and which buttons to push and which no to (but never being afraid to push those buttons when the time is right);

• Its about focusing on them rather than talking about yourself (at least at first);

• the ability to carry on a conversation, even when the woman cant;

• being bold, not meak. (want to raise a certain issue, or ask a certain question?…Be firm and straight up, don’t tip-toe, be shy or insecure);

• It’s about the right touch -- knowing when to pull the trigger and to take action, not asking or waiting for permission.

It’s all of these things and much more. These are just some that the CS believes important. Women of course have and notice certain others. But all of them will operate around these same principles and are interconnected. To identify and describe the particulars of these attributes isn’t always easy. And some naturally have them, while others struggle to learn them. But whether one is able to describe them in detail or not… you know it when you see it. And that is something for all guys to remember……because women certainly do.

Lilly Pt. II

The office wasn’t too long a ride from our romp outside. Judging from our pace, we needed to move the pleasantries elsewhere. Lilly seemed content to go at it further and offered to take me into her mouth. After a brief discussion, we both questioned such wisdom and went for the car.

It was an unusually crisp night, but comfortable enough to have the windows down as we jetted down empty streets. Sitting in the front seat, her long black hair playfully flowed across her face as the wind raced by. She reclined the seat all the way back and looked stunning outstretched against the leather. Coupled with some mellow downbeat tunes, the ambiance and vibe seemed just right.

We managed to keep our hands off one another in the car. But the CS is quite a visual creature and easily noticed certain things that are super sexy to him. The way she gently brushed her hair over her ear as we flew down the streets; the way she glanced at me as her body and legs squirmed from the side to side as she sat reclined; the way her hand slid along my quad and inner thigh, only to quickly retreat back. These subtle yet seductive moves were quite inviting and made the CS hard without almost any touch from her.

It was late, dark and the building was empty. We were unable to contain ourselves any further and began stroking each other on the elevator ride up. Pulling the back of her hair as I kissed her neck, I felt her breasts with one hand. As implants go, not too bad. But still not the CS’ cup of tea. As we stumbled into my office, we sprawled onto a large leather couch-- kissing, groping and fondling one another. She was on the couch facing me as I knelt on the floor and began peeling the tight jeans off her body. They revealed a cute almond shaped belly button, tan tight abs with just enough "somethin…somethin" to make it look that much more delicious. My mouth spent some time probing her belly-- kissing, sucking and biting. Moving slowly downward to her warm and wet slit, I slipped her thong gently to the side and began kissing and licking her lips. She tasted good and I heard moans at each long lick and nibble on her lips and clit.

As I slowly probed further and slipped in a finger, she began to bounce her hips up and down and from side to side. She moaned loud…too loud. Now…normally this is a good thing. But her thrusts, gyrations and moans were so hard and so exaggerated that it was not only painful for me, but a turn-off as well. Now, the CS is no stranger to this in one form or another, so I tried to increase the pressure of my mouth and finger. Perhaps, some adjustment was needed. Perhaps, she wanted a harder sensation or touch. But no…it was discovered that wasn’t it.

To mix it up a bit…with her fine ass, and my penchant for it, I spun her around, ass towards me and began eating her from behind. Feeling her spread cheeks and having her over mouth from behind felt and tasted great. Soon enough, however, she again started thrusting front too back in a harsh manner. Her pubic bone hit my mouth as if to knock out teeth. Her moans and groans increased to a point where it sounded more like a porn shoot. I went at with her like that for quite a while…and at each point she did something akin to the painful biting or thrusting. We did manage to have a hot, albeit rather painful session. Towards the end, when we were both hot n sticky she asked “how do you like to cum”? I was ready to tell her, not only for the sake of cumming…but also so it would just end.

The CS is always fascinated by how women are in bed. What they like? How they like it? Are they meek or meager? Or, are they uninhibited and aggressive? Just seeing a woman I am attracted to makes me think of these questions and imagine all of the answers.

In Lilly’s case, the CS discovered that it wasn’t technique-- it wasn’t a lack of pressure-- it wasn’t anything like this that triggered her painful moves. Rather, like the biting before, it seems that Lilly can get into an aggressive mood very quickly, often not realizing it. She tunes out and doesn’t notice that she may be over-the-top or even causing pain. Selfish? I don’t think so… She appears to have some sort of disconnect when she gets into such a state. It doesn’t appear she is entirely conscious of it. Then again, maybe that’s bullshit and she knows exactly what she is doing. Or, maybe she even thinks that it’s a turn on. Either way, does it strike the CS as “normal”? No…and among other reasons, why she is definitely not a repeater.

Lilly Pt. I

So the CS has been gone for quite a while. Rather than dwell on the reasons for this, the CS will dive right in with a relatively recent encounter.

With straight dark black hair and tan skin, Lilly looked quite exotic. She was of average height, with deep black eyes, a perfectly straight nose and incredibly defined lips and mouth that were mesmerizing. Her lips were thin…but not too thin. When she spoke her lips slyly curled around her teeth revealing a wicked smile. The kind of mouth that made me imagine its pleasures…

Her body was hot. Although not too tall, she seemed well proportioned. Fit, with nice legs, a beautiful ass and striking face. The only thing the CS could have done without were the obvious implants. They weren’t too big or awkward, but they clearly weren’t hers. But I digress. That is just the CS’ perspective…others would have hardly noticed.

Now the CS can’t divulge with too much detail as to how we met. Suffice it to say, however, that it was a result of “business.” We had never met before, and although it seemed that there was chemistry, there were serious matters to be discussed which didn’t lend to flirting. What kind of “chemistry” you say? The little things…the mannerisms, the way of speaking, a certain touch. The little things that all of us know, yet sometimes don’t pick up on…or don’t want to admit that we do.

Only several weeks later did the opportunity present itself to delve deeper into Lilly’s brain, and subsequently… her nether regions. And although the circumstances of how this became must be left unsaid, we ultimately had a good laugh as to the formality and the ultimate attraction to one another at our first meeting.

We had drinks at a hip restaurant bar and went for a walk shortly thereafter. It didn’t take long to discover that Lilly wasn’t shy… Outside, at a few discreet yet public spots our hands were all over one another. We had a good vibe, the alcohol was flowing and so were our libidos. My hands were over the mid to small portion of her back as we were kissing and groping. And though it was night, it wasn’t too difficult to be spotted by passerbys. Not only was she comfortable with the situation, but the CS noticed that Lilly was quite aggressive. She was not in a gentle mood and her hands began to firmly squeeze and explore every part of my body. And those oh so lovely lips…well they had a mind of their own…biting my lips and mouth so hard that it made me wince on several occasions. Even though she knew how to kiss and how to handle her self, she did get in this type of “zone” where she had spurts of sexual aggression that led me to take control to bring the level back down to where I thought was more appropriate.

My hand ventured over her amazing ass and struggled inside her tight jeans as we stood in the dead of night. I had the overwhelming desire to feel the roundness of her shape and firmness of her tight ass. As I squeezed and caressed, I noticed how exceptionally good it felt. How tight…how firm…it was almost as if it squeezed right back at me.
Meanwhile, her tongue was swirling around in my mouth as she was grabbing the back of my head and rubbing her body close to mine. Eventually, her palm was over my cock rubbing through my clothes lengthwise along the shaft. After a few minutes, she unzipped the fly, managed her way through to my cock and began massaging. The warm feel of her hand was so good and the friction of her skin, coupled with the pre-cum emanating from my cock, provided for the ultimate sensation as she stroked.

My hands eventually loosened her jeans and found their way to the front of her thong. Her pussy was hot and I could feel her wetness. As I managed to slip one finger along the inside of her lips, I could feel how wet and hot she was. And I also noticed how long we had been going at it and where it was heading. We couldn’t continue the way we were going there in public. But the CS didn’t make any special plans for that night. And things couldn’t just be left where they were at that point. So where to go? We were on my car that night.

...there was only one place to go.