You Stand Over There
Everything is so utterly dependent on perspective. The minutia of sex is isn’t found through some meta-analysis of the type of experiences you want to have, or what you, as a man, or a woman, or a submissive, or a dominant, want out of your eroticism. The details can be guided, but they’ll never be tamed.
It’s because sensations aren’t yours to dictate on the small scale. What might be a deeply unpleasant burning pain to one could be a pleasant tingle to another. I knew a girl who could barely see without glasses, so sex was a pleasant blur to her, everything in an extreme soft focus. It acted like a sensory deprivation tank, making her focus on touch, and sound. Sex for her was different to sex for another.
Where you’re sensitive, where you’re not. Whether you favour circles or lateral strokes, or just pressure, any pressure. The trick isn’t to find the one method that pleases everyone, because you’re never trying to please everyone. That’s lazy universalism masquerading as the greater good, if it’s masquerading as anything at all.
Everyone is different, and so you have to treat them as such. Learn the things they like, and the things they don’t. Find out how their body works, and each spot that tingles will be another lock on their mind jostling itself free. it’s amazing how far a little care will go, when applied with enough force.
Because really, this is the all of it.