one last kiss....

hey kissers!

i am sooo excited for this year, and all the changes that come with it. i'm a big fan of newness and this year is definitely the year for all things new. and with changes, come responsibilities, and awareness....for example i am going back to being celibate until marriage, and i am also renewing my relationship with my first love (some people will definitely know what that means), and so saying that i will be unable to maintain kissthepen as it is right now.

thank you all for following me and for showing me the love you have. seeing fellow bloggers use the term 'favorite' to describe me has really been uplifting to me and i am sooo grateful! i've met some really cool people and i will definitely keep in touch. i am not saying good bye to blogging, but this chapter of my blogging life has been closed. sooo when i come back, you'll know...and you will actually see me for who i am .... still honest, still open, still me.

.kisses, and good wishes to all of you!

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the p*ssy beggar: laycocking at it's finest.

i was asked to do a guest blogger post for candydiaries.com , please check it out and leave your kisses at her door. let me know if you have ever been in that situation, and if you can relate. here is a snippet of what i had to say...

Laycock: v. the act of begging for sex. “So when you gonna cum lay with me?”

Being a strong minded woman, who knows what she wants, especially when it comes to sex, I’m all for men being dominant and assertive. The kind of man who has no qualms about telling me exactly what he wants, and that his want is me, not in the dutty, feel up my ass and attempt to brush up against my boobs way, but the eyes locking, hair tingling, “I want to make you feel good”, smooth bedroom voice way.
But there seems to be a new breed of man, infiltrating the scene, the type of man we may all be able to relate to, the pussy beggar.... continue reading here
 
.kisses.

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OMG, 65 followers, that's intense! i would like to take this moment and kiss my followers both new and old. thank you for taking time out to read my life and leave your lip stains and kisses.

following is done out of interest (well, i think so anyways), and i'm flattered that you take an interest in me.

a big thank you also goes to the blogs that i follow,(i have developed crushes on some of you ;) thank you for putting up with my comments, i take great interest in what you all do and say, but if i become stalkerish, please let me know!

.kisses.

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ladies, sexy, freaky, inhibited, shy, it's important for us to know our bodies and become aware of how it responds to sex. not only what we feel, but the biology of it.

men, cock strong, freaky, unexperienced, timid, you should also know your woman's body, there is more to sex than you/we realize.

ladies and men... know your partners body, pleasure is enhanced when you know what to do to achieve maximum results *winking*

if you haven't figured it out as yet, I LOVE SEX! not only the practictial, but also the scientific and biological. i was studying to be a sexologist for a few years, and i'm also a research freak. so to feed my need, but to also hopefully educate us, i will be embarking on a weekly blog posting of sex tips. i just love encouraging people to embrace their inner freak, inner sex pot, to fall in love with our bodies and to be confident in knowing what we want.

ouhhh, this could get interesting. *grinning*. i'm looking forward to hearing your ideas, comments, and any questions you may have.

.kisses.

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nablopomo: is the 'd' detroit?

this national blog posting month is more exhausting than i had imagined. especially since i wanted to be extra and choose a theme for myself which is my favorite songs and the stories behind them in my life.

no doubt it has sparked my juices and has allowed me to talk about my favorite subject being sex, because music has a lot to do with my sexuality and experiences. mind you, the whole month won't be about sex, i'm not that one dimensional, but for me music and sex are bff's.

so i'm going to post this video, because it is one of my all time favorites, not because it's good, but because it's bad.... and not naughy bad.... oh no... just plain bad.

a big shout out to kween and butterfly effect for embarking on the challenge also.

.kisses.

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nablopomo: my old man taught me how to keep her, eat her...

so, i absolutely love to have my pussy licked. i love to hear the sound of his tongue lapping up my juices, the sensation of his teeth nibbling on my clit, erect from anticipation.

i love the smell of her filling up the room, as he tickles my nipples, and draws circles around my belly button, eyes looking up at me asking 'do you like'. the smell of her filling up his nostrils, i want to be all he can see, taste, hear, smell.

i adore his adoration of me, as his tongue makes love to me, caressing my walls and trying it's best to mimic history's expectation of us.

and i love him gulping down my milky cum. i've told you before 'my milk will do your body good'
and he feels good knowing he's pleased me, knowing he caused me to scream and shout, arch my back and touch heaven, legs wrapped around his torso drawing him closer into what he loves, knowing that his tired tongue and sticky fingers were what i needed.

and i love him loving me lick off his milk moustache.

.kisses.

p.s. this song is NOT by trey songz, some guy used his name to acquire his fame.

MySpace Music Playlist at MixPod.com

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nablopomo: screaming loud daddy is you with it?

baggy jeans, a wife beater and sneaks, with a fitted.
that is my weakness.
shit.
*sigh*...tatts.

when i see a man like that, my legs get weak and my pussy get's wet... real fast.
a thug.

now don't get me wrong. i love the good men, the men that every women wants, a nice clean cut brotha, who smells like cologne and not like the streets.

but a thug.
i tell myself that i passed that stage of my life a long time ago. when i was with prince a, who had guns, smoked weed like he breathed air, ran with the crips, and beat up my pussy on a reg. and i do mean beat up. i passed that stage. i didn't want bad boys anymore. he broke my heart.

but there are days when i wake up, longing for a thug beside me smelling like sex, alcohol and a hard life. wanting him to roll up behind me and wrap me in his tatted up arms, sweat beginning to form on his tatted up chest as he whispers into my thighs, with that sexy growl thugs seem to have ' i want to fuck you '

as eve says

i only take em thugged out/slighty bugged out/fuck with his tongue out/know the job ain't gettin done/till the body's gettin drug out/hot boy/keep me right/play your part/i'll keep it tight/where else you gonna be in the middle of night/but up in the sheets with me iight/gangsta/ true to your gang/street master/you the one i need when there's beef street blaster/aint afraid to stop a cat/plus pop a cat/soldier. cash. money. rule your world/what's topping that/ s-430 keep me on my toes/get a tingle in my spine/my spot only he knows.... (that was completely from memory).

when those moments of intense longing for a rough arm creep up on me, i play this song, smile at the next thug i see, contemplate giving him my number, and i sashay away, because i remember i passed that stage in my life a long time ago.

.kisses.



Missy Elliot feat. Nas & Eve - Hot boys
by dinidin

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OMG another award, thank you!

i'm totally flattered that i recieved the honest scrap award again. it was given to me by ms plume, who has a crazy ability to make me wet, thank you lady .kisses.

so here we go again....

the honest scrap award rules:

1. present the award to seven bloggers whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design or who have encouraged you.

2. tell those seven people that you have given them the Honest Scrap Award.

3. share ten honest things about yourself.

i nominate

:: lucci
:: starz

:: came

:: pashun

:: nikki

:: secretia

:: eddie

10 (more) honest things about me

:: people easily annoy me. i have very little patience.

:: i feel sexiest in cute panties and a wife beater.

:: i walk around my house in high heels.

:: i've had chronic insomnia since i was 14.

:: i love to laugh.

:: people always ask me if i am younger than i am.

:: i love zombie movies

:: i have an addiction to sunglasses

:: i love to taste myself

:: when people pick their nose in their cars, i glare at them with a look of utter disgust. i glare until they see me glaring.

.kisses.

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Awards are wicked! i nominate...

not only am i at 30 followers (i don't count...lol), which is amazing to me, but today Eury @ the social carnivore awarded me with the 'honest scrap award' (blushing). Thank-you very much! thank-you for thinking me worthy, and thank you to everyone who sincerely follows me and takes the time to kiss me with your comments.

the honest scrap award rules:

1. present the award to seven bloggers whose blogs you find brilliant in content and/or design or who have encouraged you.
2. tell those seven people that you have given them the Honest Scrap Award.
3. share ten honest things about yourself.

i nominate :: da kween :: sexual xtacee :: my downlow life :: journey :: passion.fruit :: the soaring impulse :: lost verses i think all of you bloggers are wicked. i love reading you all.

10 honest things about me

1. i love smelling babies feet.

2. i love when people ask me questions.

3. i sometimes wish i had no morals and could sleep with whoever i wanted.

4. i think grown people with braces are extremly sexy.

5. i'm scared of dying a horrible death (i watch too much t.v).

6. i dance like a stripper.

7. i chew my tongue when i am concentrating.

8. i believe in fairytale loves, and white knights.

9. i suck horribly at math. if it was a man, i would casterate it.

10. i love to fall asleep in the shower.

.kisses.

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nablopomo: a dutty dutty dutty love

yay, my first nablopomo posting. here goes...

this song reminds me of someone i will call skinny jeans. (in fact many songs remind me of skinny jeans). i met skinny jeans the day he came from jamdown, and it was definite sparks at first sight. he was the only freshie i ever liked, and he was a sweetheart to boot. but i had a boyfriend wtih whom i was madly in love with, so skinny jeans never made it very far with me, despite his pleas in the sexiest voice filled with the sweet rollings of patois.

the fleeting moment he kissed me, it was like i was standing on the highest peak at dunns river falls with the hot tropical sun beating on my face. it wasn't love, it wasn't lust, it just was what it was.

when i hear this song, it brings me to place which looks like a dark night club filled with electricity from the movments of bodies holding and grinding on each other. the walls are bleeding with intensity and in the captured silence, in between deep breathes one can hear crickets moaning along. skinny jeans is standing behind me, one hand on my abdomen, stroaking what i want to be my kitty. i am slowly whining on him as he breathes and nibbles on my ear, his jamaican bred goodies finding a place in between the crack of my jamaican blooded ass.

do i wish something had happened between us, not really. we are good friends up until this day, and i would have it no other way. but there are moments when the air will fill my excitement with this song, and i take that moment to dream.

i will always love this song, and i will always have a special place in my heart for skinny jeans.
.kisses.

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nablopomo: the stories behind the head bops.

typing nervously....

i've decided to join national blog posting month. number one rule: i have to post something everyday for the month of november. sigh....this could be an awesome experience, a means to stretch my writing skills, and a fun read, if not for you, than for sure for me.

although there is no theme for this month, i am imposing on myself a theme. for all of november i will be posting about my favorite songs and the stories in my life behind them.
but because i have sooo much to say, i will continue to post outside of that, while focusing on keeping up with my 'obligation' per say.

if any of you have thought about doing it, JUST DO IT. i would especially love da kween to get in on this.

this should be fun.
.kisses.

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i wanted to be a nudist when i was younger...

i creeped this on the social carnivore, and i couldn't resist.

1. What time did you wake up this morning? 7:30 am

2. How do you like your steak? i don't really eat steak, so i don't know.

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Law Abiding Citizen: amazing wicked movie!

4. What is your favorite TV show? Criminal Minds, Bones, The Office, American Justice

5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be? somewhere nice and hot with free health care.

6. What did you have for breakfast? 2 eggs, toast, and milk tea (my childhood concoction)

7. What is your favorite cuisine? Chinese

8. What foods do you dislike? Sushi... soo dutty

9. Favorite place to eat? My bedroom

10. Favorite dressing? Ranch, on like everything.... well not really everything..lol. on pizza for sure.

11. What kind of vehicle do you drive? '94 honda accord. my bluebell.

12. What are your favorite clothes? i don't like clothes.

13. Where would you visit if you had the chance? Germany

14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full? 1/2 full.

15. Where would you want to retire? somewhere hot with free health care.

16. Favorite time of day? The time that i'm writing, sleeping, or having sex.

17. Where were you born? Kingston, Ja.

18. What is your favorite sport to watch? Basketball

19. Who are you most curious about their responses to this? everyone.

20. Bird watcher? what the hell?

21. Are you a morning person or a night person? night person, i have chronic insomnia.

22. Do you have any pets? yup. 9 garden snails.

23. Any new and exciting news you'd like to share? i had a bacon deluxe at wendy's on friday, and it was delish ;)

24. What did you want to be when you were little? A nudist.

25. What is your best childhood memory? hiding under the bed with dwayne during hurricane Gilbert. we played trucks. i think he touched me.

26. Are you a cat or dog person? both

27. Are you married? Nope.

28. Always wear your seat belt? not if i'm in the back seat.

29. Been in a car accident? Yup, a few. not always me driving.

30. Any pet peeves? bad breath, people who aren't true to themselves, having to explain myself, two faced people, short skirts and boots in the summer time (wtf)..... (too many to list)

31. Favorite Pizza Toppings? cheese and pineapple

32. Favorite Flower? the ones on white birthday cakes.

33. Favorite ice cream? cookies and cream

34. Favorite fast food restaurant? wendy's

35. How many times did you fail your driver's test? lol... which one?

36. From whom did you get your last email? the college i attend.

37. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card? am i an idiot? nope!

38. Do anything spontaneous lately? i stopped myself just... in... time

39. Like your job? if i was paid to sleep and write all day, and preform my poetry then i would say yes!

38. Broccoli? yes.

41. What was your favorite vacation? going to jamdown.

42. Last person you went out to dinner with? if you count french toast at midnight at denny's then young one. if not. then koreon bbq grill with poetry guy.

43. What are you listening to right now? my t.v.

44. What is your favorite color? hot pink.

46. How many are you tagging for this quiz? everyone. i want to creep everyone's answers..lol

47. What time did you finish this quiz? 10:30pm

48. Coffee drinker? ewww dutty.

your turn. yep YOU!
.kisses.

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me in 18

i saw this on http://technicolor,:tigerlily.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-feels-so-right.html and i loved it, so i decided to give it a try.

:1: MY EX- is still one of the most amazing men i know

:2: MAYBE I SHOULD- kiss her

:3: I LOVE- writing, sleeping and having my clit licked

:4: PEOPLE WOULD SAY THAT I'M- a good listener

:5: I DON'T UNDERSTAND-ignorant people

:6: WHEN I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING- i want to touch myself, and then go back to bed

:7: I LOST- my innocence, yet i'm still naive

:8: LIFE IS FULL OF- interesting randoms... gotta love the randoms

:9: MY PAST IS- what pushes me towards my future

:10: I GET ANNOYED WHEN- men can't take no for an answer...sooo annoying

:11: PARTIES ARE- sooo unimpressive

:12: I WISH- i was still a virgin

:13: DOGS- must be pissed at human bitches and dogs for giving them a bad rap

:14: CATS- must be laughing at the dogs...lol

:15: TOMORROW- i will sleep in

:16: I HAVE LOW TOLERANCE- for ignorant people

:17: IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS- i would pay of my parents bills, travel the world,

and build a youth home

:18: IM TOTALLY TERRIFIED- of living an unhappy life

.kisses.

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please don't make me scream at you

http://oneminutewriter.blogspot.com/2009/10/todays-writing-prompt-scream.html

what makes me wanna scream? the first thing that came to my mind was fake people. and maybe that's because i am at a point in my life where i am the realest i've ever been. don't get me wrong, i've always been truthful to who i was at any point in my life, i always went big or went home, so in the constant evolving and sometimes revolving of time, the person i am now i have bever seen her before. she is different, from me even. she is a cussin', swearing, sex fiend, writer with an overactive imagination, down to earth-highly maintained lady (to name a few), and i am true to who i am right now.

i say that to say this: i hate fake ass people. be real or do us all a favor and go home. cause no one wants the energy of a two facer around them, that shit drags you down, and sometimes makes you question your own realness. no one should have to live two lives, and i know everyone has excuses as to why they do it 'family.friends.work.school.society.religion'... which are all understandable .... for you... but for me, my mantra on life is 'happiness', and i am worth more than my unhappiness for someone else's happiness. why must i live my life on someone else's terms... hell no. when they are dead and gone, who the hell am i gonna be, when my identity or my truth was wrapped up in them (confused, that's what). be real or do us all a favor and go home.

live.love.laugh.above all.live

la.moi

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high hopes..?

it's funny, i started this blog with such high hopes of being curled up on my bed, chaos around me, yet locked into the serentity that is sharing. i was looking forward to sharing every intimate and random detail of my life, but alas, i've fallen off my bed and my fingers feel broken.

broken by fear, broken by expectations, broken by people that i know, but that don't know me... you know, i mean really know me.

broken by the need to lie cause the truth will be too painful to hear.....

i thought that writing was my bandaid. but writing seems to get me in trouble cause i don't want to answer questions of 'who was that about', or 'what did that mean', 'why did you write that'... you know why, cause i did damn it. if i want to share the meanings of my words than i will, but until then please ask me NO questions.

just let me write. let me breathe unrestricted, no more fingers squeezing my inhale, no more hands blocking my exhale. just let me breatheeeee.

so as i sit curled on my bed, as the chaos rides my back, please allow me to find the serenity that is sharing. cause i want to share with you.

luv la.moi

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my first post

my first post. what the hell am i supposed to say? i'm not as nervous now, to have a blog, although i am torn between reality and my world. in reallity, i know i can't say whatever i want to say, however i want to say... is that okay with me... no, no it's not. i want to be able to write whatever i want to write. without any accountability, i want to speak freely, but that is only poosible in my world, and apparently i am the only one who lives there...lol. or so poetry guy tells me. so in an attempt to converge both worlds together, i will share with you my poetry, my truth, my words, my loves, and my ecstasy's. i do hope you enjoy, i do hope it makes you feel good, and above all i do hope you are able to make a trip to my world, maybe then i won't feel so lonely.

.kisses.

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