Salt, Sweet, Sour, Bitter and Umami.

There used to be only four basic taste descriptors, (salt, sweet, sour and bitter) but they (the smarties who study these things) discovered an extra one in 2002. I have called it umami, its Japanese name, but it's also known as savouriness.

It's quite something to think that everything we eat and drink can be completely described via a combination of these five categories. Smell plays a big part in the way food feels and tastes, as well as the texture. There's a lot going on there.

What's true of food is true of eating pussy too. Lots of weak jokes surround the taste of ladies' vaginas, but I don't swim with that school. Yes, there can be a fishy undertone to some lady juice, but by no means all holes taste the same. (By "all holes" I don't mean all holes in the one lady; I'm talking about the poon-hole in different ladies. Just wanted to make that clear, although other lady holes are fun too, and some even have teeth.)

The perfect pussy "...tastes like hot-sweet-sticky-kinda-salty candy." Who wouldn't like a second helping of that? I'd like it for all seven courses, thank-you waiter. The quote comes from this Salon.com article, an excellent read. I don't need to rehash it here. One truth I hadn't connected before is that hairy love trench is a fundamentally different experience than deforested trim. That's mostly because of the residual smells hiding in the pubes.

See, tasting and smelling are closely related in sex too.

All the evidence points to everything you ingest, inject or stick up your vagina changing its taste. Pretty obvious, that, and the same phenomenon as the sperm/semen combination tasting different depending upon what the owner eats. The big difference is in the contraception arts, which can make your va-jay-jay taste like hand sanitizer if you're not careful.

Frankly, I have yet to meet a muff I haven't liked. Some research in this area would be a fine thing, because of pet theory of mine: I believe that snatch tastes different depending on the position of the female, and wonder if there's any science to the postulation.

Bottoms up.





Tongue pic from here [link]

Edited out of respect for English.

For the female perspective on dining at the Y (girl on girl) try this [link]

Oh, God, I'm about to come, Oh God, Ohhhhhhhhhh,Gooooooooooooddd.

It's the point you've been hoping to reach, that pre-ecstasy moment where (I guess) she leans over the edge of the Grand Canyon before letting herself fall.

If I'm finger-banging my girlfriend, the whole point is to find her climax. They can be predictable, easily wrangled, neither elusive nor skittish, but don't try cashing in that guarantee. As soon as you think you've got it wired, something changes.

But for the most part it's cool knowing I can get her off with two or three or (ahem) four fingers, good navigation and some delicacy. Reaching this point the first few times, a small fear creeps in, a fear that doubts you're doing the right thing. The fear says that you need a change-up, to do something more, rearrange the rhythm to get her over the top.

The trick is to not give in to the fear - don't stop, and don't change. Keep on keeping on until you watch her giving in to the feeling. At that point, your job's done. Sit back and enjoy the wonderful leg-shaking, hip thrusting, nipple grabbing, head-back howling joy.


Pic from here.[link]

Edited for spelling and clarity.