Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts

my week in texts

>> 11.18.2012

i've decided to return to my favorite part of this blog. i hope you kissers find this glance into my personal life interesting.



:sometimes all i wanna do is cum in 7 minutes.

:confession: now i want to see your panties.

:feeling you is always very nice. rather prefer being inside you in passion longer. love hearing you moan and scream. and begging me to stop. i get a rise out of that.

:tether you spread-eagled to use at my discretion while i went about my day.

:what happens when you outgrow me?

:once i said "shut the fuck up and take the dick." she shut down immediately.


** these are all texts that i have received over the past week. all names have been removed to protect the senders privacy.**

.kisses.

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secret secretions.

>> 3.26.2012

they were all around. dicks and pussies, we were not alone, but we didn't care.
maybe it was my fault, getting all dressed up, and leaving the house with no panties on. the dress code after all was cocktail....i knew i heard correctly. his cock. my tail.

my left side pressed prettily against the wall.
him behind me, breathing heavily into my ear, whispering mumbles of horny approval. they were all around, dicks and pussies but that didn't stop him from slyly working his hand up my skirt, caressing my firm, tight ass, and slowly using his finger to caress my pink insides.

he finger fucked me. dicks and pussies continually passing us, but his only concern was making my pussy tell on me. juice trickled down my legs.

'i love that they don't even know what's going on' he licks into my ear.

i wish they did though.

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my week in texts

>> 12.27.2009

: he broke her neck, he back flipped on her f'n face like who does that?...and the dj said 'she ras dead drown, dat look serious'. wow never ever before.

: wowww!!! i just took in your text about good sex. lol, you and your twitterholics don't have any sense.

: yeah, she's still a virgin, and i know when she bruk out, she's gonna be out there.

: do i get to unwrap you?.......ok, just lemme know when you figure out that tree is fake and you want real pine. <--- really? 3in dicks shouldn't talk about real pine

: turn on your webcam, let's play.

: i will eat it off your chest..... i do wanna play again though.

: ya, he's the type to lock something down quickly. i'm not up for that right now. i'm commitmentphobic lol.

: um ye, but i'm disgusted with him, i think back to his antics and i want to vomit.

: hail no! you will not catch me dead amid the stupid ass people that think they're getting such a good deal. damn fools.

BONUS text convo between myself and bus driver

dec 25 1:35am - 2:29am

" i guess you found a new dick to please you"
"ummm, who is this?"
"wow and you erased my number too, nice"
k***? why the randomness? it's 1:39 in the morning..."
"thoughts of your sweet pussy woke me"
"lol... you haven't had my sweet pussy for a couple of years"
"but i've seen her drip"
"true.... you have. but you have other pussies to drip for you"
"just like you and your other dicks"
"i only have one dick"
"let's be real, you don't want to date me, but need a man to fuck you good when you need it. i'm that guy. these guys you keep fucking do nothing for you"
"k*** you just hate knowing someone else is fucking me.
you only want my pussy cause someone else has it"
"no, i wanted it before"
"sigh... you're right. i don't understand why though...
you have pussy all around you"
"it's your's i want. to me, it could be the best i ever had"
" lol.... i highly doubt it. i know what's going to happen,
if you get it, you're gonna bounce (again)
"stop with that me bouncing stuff. i wanna beat it now and for a very long time after"
"lol"
"so...?"
"sooo, what do you want me to say k***?"
"do you wanna see me unwrap my dick?"
"on webcam?" <--- i'm hoping this was drunk texting
and he fell asleep.

.kisses.

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pink lips and goodbyes

>> 12.21.2009

‘yeah come over’
‘ok, i’ll be there soon’
7:33pm i lock my house door
8:15pm ‘baby, i’m here’


warm almost hot shower drops rain down on my body as he stares at me “why are you looking at me like that” i ask, with a touch of attitude, covering up my uneven breasts. his hands, which bring me soo much pleasure time and time again pulls my shy insecurities away. ‘can’t i look at the body i love?’ eyes full of care gaze at me and settles on my full, now swollen lips ‘baby, your lips are so pink, i bet no man other than me can get them that pink’ the pink fullness parts and before devouring his perfectly formed lips, i shrug ‘i love a good kiss’.

‘honey can you stop being difficult for one minute and let me just fuck you, damn’. i had just walked in from the cold, and already we were arguing. i met that remark with silence. i’m mad at him for some stupid female reason, he sees me pouting, knowing full well it’s because i really don’t want him to leave. ‘you know what? stay there, i don’t want to fuck you anymore’ his tipsy ass falls on the bed and i make my move. ‘i didn’t drive my ass all the way here to not get fucked!’ i demand. stripping off my clothes, swiftly but seductively, i climb on the bed hoping he notices i wore his favourite bra... ‘get off of me’ he declares. i bite down and leave my mark.

his hands, rubbing my breasts as the shower washes off all scents of our separate lives, strokes me into relaxation. tonight for these few hours we will smell only of each other. hugging, caressing, moaning as i rub soap all over his body, fingers lingering over peaked nipples, his hands find their way to my ass as he cups them and holds me close. shower water annoyingly gets in between the mingling of our skin, the shower water is no longer welcome. i tip toe, kissing his dick with my pussy lips, ‘taste me...am i ok?’ i ask, as i rub my right breast on his chest

i manoeuvre my small hands around his frame stripping of his clothes, there is nothing sexy about my prowess at this point, and i’m okay with that. my skin is yearning his skin without excuse. finally he’s naked, goosebumps rise on my skin as i glance over his perfection. i hold his hands so he can’t touch. me, on top grinding against his growing manhood, thick and juicy, curved yet perfect. me, nibbling, sucking, biting, horny, anticipating his entrance, hot. me, thirsty. ‘baby, can you get some ice please?’ me, watching him walk away, knowing that he’ll be back.

his mouth opens as he tongues the spot right by my collar bone. his lingering sigh tells me i’m ready for his sex. ‘grab the brown towel’ i reach for it and step out the bathtub, my clumsy ass almost falling out, and drying myself off, i walk towards the bedroom. once inside, i reach for my lotion, he eyes me ‘put that down, you’ll be moist in a bit’. with eyes never leaving my body, he anchors his hands around my waist and guides me toward his bed, lit up by one solitary bulb.

two ice cubes clink together in a wine glass, i straddle him once again and slowly finger the ice cube while talking to him with my brown eyes. the moment the ice cube touches his skin is one i replay even now. his face tells me all i need to know. i float the ice cube over his left nipple, and hungrily lick it off knowing he loves that shit. the trail of my kisses follow the cold tease to his right nipple and his fingers seek for relief. i remove his neediness from my pussy as my pink lips nibble, suck and lick their way to his chocolate delight.....

.kisses.

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my week in texts (and msn)

>> 12.20.2009

: the cheesecake's gwainin right now. tell me something sweet you like to eat ;)

: the recession has served notice at my house, bully beef pasta sauce and spaghetti lol....

: she's soft like on another level, and like i said if she saw hood she would grab her stuff and run to the nearest battered woman's shelter and seek mental help.

: hey where are you? when are you coming home? can you please get me some ice cream? <---from my younger sister....she called me 55 times...i have no words.

: good to hear you're better now...i'm good. so what's new?...when we goin link, i miss your company.

: woman's sex prayer ** as i lay him down to fuck, i pray he rips this pussy up, but if his dick is small and weak, lord i pray this man can eat. amen!**

: hahahaha amazingness, i told char i'm getting it tattooed on my back. <-- re: the previous text..i luv this chick!

: you get so wet, she would enjoy eating you. and would you go down on her?

: you were honestly the most arousing lover i ever had. i miss our encounters alot. i still fantasize about you.

: i actually do like you, and would like to have a chance to kick it. it would be inspirational for your art i think...a new perspective. <-- my former ex asking me to visit him in korea.

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sex tips#1: men take one for the team and have some sex!

>> 12.10.2009

A big kiss to all who voted on the poll, it was interesting to see your thoughts on this subject. I will keep the results up a bit longer. MUAH


for majority of us with vaginas, when it comes to aunt flo we feel we have an excuse to whine, bitch and complain about everything named life. for a smaller number of us, when it comes to aunt flo our lustful nature increases and horniness takes over. i’m talking jump on a random joe and traumatize his johnson horniness. now what this jekell and hyde act does to the men in our life makes me sometimes wonder why they stick around the other 3 weeks of the month.

yet in spite of that, only 7 out of the 15 people who took the poll have had sexual intercourse during what my mom calls the ‘menses’, and only 2 of them have claimed to ‘love that shit!’. i however am not one of the two, i am one of those women whose horny level doesn’t jump that far up during my period, because truthfully I’m horny all the time. as for the red sex, it’s not that great to me. i’ll do it, if my man wants to, but I can do without it. (who am i really kidding).

historically, sex during the menstrual cycle has been seen as taboo because we were taught that the blood is dirty, nasty and unclean. last year, I brought up this topic to the horror of my mother and her response was ‘eww nasty’. like many things, society, tradition and gross misconceptions have told us what we can and cannot do. sex during aunt flo’s intrusion is not only normal and a part of a healthy sex life but if done safely, carries benefits.

men, if your woman complains of cramps, forgo the massage and have some sex.

sex during her period can actually cure the dreaded cramps. cramps are caused by prostaglandins in the uterine lining, which produce the contractions that move the menstrual blood out of the uterus, so when she hits her orgasm, and starts speaking in tongues the excess prostaglandins get used up due to the natural contractions an orgasm brings, which can also aid in kicking aunt flo out of the house sooner. and who doesn’t want her red ass gone? lets do the math... sex + orgasm = less bitching, whining and complaining.

for those of my freakier people, don’t let the red sauce deter you from pleasuring or getting pleasured the old fashioned way. there are products such as dentals dams (which also come flavored) and the good old condom to aid in oral sex. (i can just imagine the faces getting screwed up right now) LOL. i actually had an ex tell me he wanted to ‘chew on my bloodclot’...no comment!

in any case, sex during the ‘menses’ needs to be done safely, always wrap it up! it is blood and it will carry std’s, don’t let no one use that ‘you don’t trust me’ shit, you can’t see trust when you're itching your crotches like a fool. also although high unlikely, it is possible to get pregnant, so once again wrap it up!

so freaky fellas and lustful ladies, lay down some towels, turn down the light if your feeling squirmish, and make some love. fellas, if she’s sexy to you, she’ll still be sexy, have her on her back, look into her eyes and and tell aunt flo she gotta go! ladies, why work yourself into a frenzy, and punish yourself? go get you some!

.kisses.

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

>> 12.08.2009

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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my week in texts

>> 12.06.2009

: ya, she cute. you got eyes like a man lol.. men call it the 'eye of the tiger', when you can spot a cute girl.

: bout the same, still fleeting for a brief moment, but i'm kinda looking for the high... Mmmm kinda like sex where after you cum you still feel the buzz, now as soon as i bust that's it.

: well we shall see how mannnnyyyyy men you bring back.

: what were we warring about again? i thought you said you're a lover not a fighter....text me when your not driving it's dangerous.

: the bloody thing is so addictive. i have no social life cause i'm more concerned about harvesting my crops. LoL. i want to beat gobi so badly!!!

: you really know how to push my buttons eh? you really do!

: not gonna shower, i miss the smell.

: well we don't gotta get drunk, i will cut you off if you know you're past your limit. we can enjoy a few...i don't mess with drunk chicks unless i know they know what they're doing.

: means stay where you are. i'm not proving anything to you.

: just here honestly been waiting to see what's up with you, like i can't hear from you.

: you know i read what you said, and i still can't believe you said that.

: omg, we could go to times square and watch the ball drop!

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my week in texts

>> 11.29.2009

: webcamming? what the heck is that... what happened to me and you? yeah eh? ...... and you hurt your leg, must have been real in it... in a wierd position huh.....ha, ur a real freak huh... so when am i gonna get a sample?

: hey sexy. how you doin? miss me?

: then i asked you "would you like to be friends?" your reply was "no".

: while the cats away, the mice will play :)

: that's intense, are you aware of all the repercussions that come along with being 'the other woman?'

: after your class @ my place.

: i stopped takin in ur blog for like a week, and took it in yesterday.. one of your weekly texts was somthin about you fuckin poetry guy, soo that made me think.

: i probably still want you when i'm old and on viagara...

: so cum sleep here with me.

: i'm sayin if you feel alone maybe if you sleep beside someone, or someone holds you, you can get comfortable.

: so what do you plan on rubbin and suckin when i'm done?

: yet it feels like you push me away, even though i care for you and try to be there...but i get cast to the side and you go and talk to guys that keep you as a flex and then ask questions like you don't understand men, and men are dumb....you talkin and dealin with losers when a good guy's in front of your face...

: lay down with me.

: i want you for breakfast

.kisses.

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nablopomo: life on the low: creepin' with hip hop

>> 11.26.2009

i can't believe this blogging challenge is almost done. am i sad, not at all, it was a great experience but lawd, it's harder than i thought it would be.....sigh. shout out to my girl kween and butterfly effect for taking on the challenge also.

in a previous post i shared that i am a habitual cheater, not always physical but mostly emotional, well you can read all about it here.

as much as it sucks, it's a honest part of life, sometimes too honest. a fellow blogger ms.downlow has not only invited us into her world, and her coming to terms with her infidelity riddled marriage, she has published a book about it. and since i've been there, i'm always interested in hearing and reading other people's experiences with it. now you guys should know by now how much i luv hip hop and she has admitted to letting hip hop seduce her, or did she seduce him?

i'm soo excited to get my copy, i've read good reviews about it (read one here), and once i do read it, believe that i will share my thoughts on it.
if you want to get your own copy, visit her blog here as she has a $3.00 discount available for a short period of time.

.kisses.

many of you may be shaking your head, but don't act like you didn't bump to this song at one point in time. shoot i know this song has inspired some fantasies and acts of a creeping nature...lol

p.s. if i went to bed in those big ass silk pajama's my man will kick my ass out the bed.



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nablopomo: adina howard knows...

>> 11.20.2009

"mmmm mmmm mmmm"

i absent mindedly take a breath to lick the remainder of my juice off the corner of my mouth.
"you so nasty" i remember him growling, as he wiped his pussy juiced fingers on my tongue.
i can sense his eyes closing, as his body relaxes, fingers warm and sticky caress my ass, as my mouth shows him my gratitiude for his dick. his hands wander to my breasts, sensitive nipples cringe from the pain as he pinches....one small hand fondling his balls, as the other one holds on to to his shaft, up and down, up and down, up.... and..... down......

"kiss me"
i gave his head one last nibble, flicking the tip of my tongue down the hole which brings me my milky gift, i arch my back allowing him full view of my ass. raising my head, i kiss him loooonnnnng and hard. sucking on my tongue, he sticks a finger in my ass and proceeds to finger fuck me.

"do you like giving me head?" he asks, as my chest rises and falls matching his stroke in my nether hole.
"yes" i managed to sigh out, my breath tasting like our sex.
eyes closed.
hole violated.
feeling delicious.

my hands smell like cock, and i don't want to wash it off.

.kisses.


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my week in texts

>> 11.15.2009

: india arie and muzik soul child- “chocolate high” that’s the trak, that’s our trak, period that’s my word.

: i can’t shake you, still want you in more ways than 1 “addicted to your chocolate high” it’s that simple, speakin for myself though, can’t speak for you.

: i was wonderin when i was gonna get some blog time lol, thanks it was kool, i liked it. Keep blogin, still love you.

: yo, you commin over?

: the greek god is good. I’m so into him that it’s sad, i have a dinner date with him this week....but i’d rather just eat him. Lol.

: i did a taste test with my hand.

: here you go putting pictures in my head again.

: took in your blog, birthday sex was tuff.....kool, nosy cause it caught me, inspiration for birthday sex came from where for you? Again let me add written very well lol.... for real was that yesterday?

: “gasp” how provocative, but can you blame him when all you tweet about is sex related? Lol.

: hahaha awe, at least your pipes aren’t rusty.

: i feel like kicking it, but i’m supposed to go to this Gucci social party.

: i told you, you were the only one i wanna be with, and just be with you and focus on you, and all now i’m still waitin on an answer, so it’s clear you don’t want me.

: nope far from it, like i said just changing the strategy, not gonna run in the dark when i got a flashlight in my pocket.

: i would never use sex to win a woman’s heart, i’m good not that amazing, lol, but it’s not all about sex for me.

: do you wanna see me jerk off?

.kisses.

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nablopomo: birthday sex

>> 11.11.2009

i looked up and my toes were curled up against the car roof. and i thought to myself 'how the hell did i get here?'

'so how is your blogging going?'
'good, i am really getting the hang of it, i really love it'
'i'm proud of you, getting those awards and stuff, even though i won't read it, i know your a good writer, and i'm proud of you'
'aww, thanx babe that's really sweet blah blah blah blah blah'
*sideways glance* 'oh i'm sorry, i feel really bad you could be pouring your heart out to me right now, but all i'm thinking about is sex'

and then my world exploded as he entered me. (that's always been my favorite part, the almighty entrance). my pussy drenched my ass crease as i grabbed a hold of him so tightly he moaned in anger 'you're gonna make me bus!' stroke, stroke, thrust, thrust, our hips danced to the music of our lust 'arghhhhh' he groaned as my prize filled my womb, hot and liquidy i wouldn't let go of him 'keep going baby, don't stop!'

as we drove along the streets of my favorite city, on our way back from an event he made sure he tasted my lips at every stop light, cars soon got tired of driving behind us and sped up ahead, only to get a glimpse of his perfect lips hungerly devoring my breasts. 'baby go, the light is green'

and he didn't stop. he kept going and and my world spun as stream after stream of satisfaction entered me. 'fuck you *****, i love your fuckin pussy', and we rose higher, night turned into day and happiness merged into sorrow only to find ecstacy. 'suck my nipples, suck 'em' and i did, i licked and nibbled and sucked his beautiful nipples as his throaty groans told me to keep going. he kept going working my body, releasing his pent up anger, frustrations, and stresses. and i was there to recieve them, to recieve him and to keep him warm 'arghh, what are you doing to me, you're soo wet'

we arrived in his city hungry for food and for the other's sex. i wanted a burger he wanted my pussy. since he was driving, he got dibs. 'how about here?' 'sure, as long as no hook wielding maniac tries to kill us' '***** stop your foolishness'

his now soft and spent perfectly curved dick slipped out and he took a deep breath. 'i want some more' i said, 'your not the only one' 'i want to watch you jerk off' kinda surprised he didn't ask for head, cause he usually does. i leaned back, leg hanging on the passenger seat head rest, the smell of sex filling the air and watched his perfect fingers stroke and rub my juices all over his juicy head, i licked my lips and shivered 'baby, put on the heat'

we climbed into the back seat and undressed, i grabbed two pillows and placed them underneath my head and we slowly mashed our bodies together. long needy kisses were executed with care as he caressed the body he admires. he took time and told each breast he missed them. he spoke to them in fluent tongue and they responded hard and erect loving the attention. 'i've been waiting so long to feel you again' i murmered as he played with my kitty. his fondling of her were met with drips as my pussy recognized her lover.

i lifted up my aching body and bent over to turn the ignition. i could feel him staring at my ass, light skinned and gleaming in the darkness. 'mmmm' he said as he grabbed first one cheek and then the other. 'mmmm' he said as his fingers scooped up the juice running down my legs and rubbed it on his cock still shiny from our fucking. 'ahhhhh' i yelled as he purposefully inserted a finger and began to paint my pussy walls. 'another finger' i gasped. what color, i didn't care cause i was filling that parking lot with my nature cries 'why do i sound like that?' i thought to myself. i had never felt like this before, sounded like this before. i was a slave to his fingers. i dipped my ass and squeezed my eyes, i had to piss....hard....i was cumming.

he lightly kissed my stomach and said 'you want me to go down on you?'. 'no' i said 'not in the back of my car' (thinking of the cleaning bill). he parted my legs and looked at my pussy 'mmm' his eyes glazed over and my world exploded as he entered me.

oh shit! i was cumming. 'baby stop, stop!'
'what! why!? ughhh, now i'm soft again' i tried to gasp for air. 'it was pleasing me to please you, hun i just want to please you.' he said playing with his now softening cock. ' you did, baby you did'
i love when he doesn't listen to me. my ass was now drowning in my pussy juice and it joined the plethora of smells in the car. 'i have never been finger fucked like that before' he looked at me sheepishly and said shyly 'thank you' i laid down and spread my legs once more i looked at his cock and said 'i want some more'. 'i want to finger you' he replied. my body began to tingle as if on cue and i asked him 'how do you want it' he stared at me intensely....

'how do YOU want it'

he postioned himself on top of me, and began to kiss the source of his joy, 'i'm gonna play with your clit...ummmm... how does that feel?... tell me you like it.

'i like it' i whispered.

pushing his throbbing fingers smoothly inside my now swollen and red pussy he went straight for the g-spot and told her stories of sunsets and sandy beaches, rose petals and.... what the fuck?! a volcano!

'tell me how much you love it!' he demanded.

she exploded... 'baby' i wailed 'stop, oh my gosh stop, i can't take anymore.... it's too intense.... i can't breathe'. i had to piss sooo bad. my body was convulsing and my legs were shaking beyond my control.

'please *****, don't stop me. i want to make you cum'

pain so sensationally sweet was sweeping over my body and fear gripped my heart. his fingers became whirlwinds inside me, and my g-spot was singing for his pleasure. the car was filled with the sound of my pussy being filled with juices, and i had to piss.

'baby, stop, please stop' and i pushed his hand away.
what the fuck was i afraid of? everytime i'm about to squirt, i yell uncle.

he kissed me softly and smiled.
'the next time you try to stop me, i'm not going to listen'
i sighed. high off the adrenaline rushing through my vains. my pussy mad as hell at me for not allowing her to give him what he wanted.
'i know baby'

i looked at him and grinned, sleep already taking a hold of me. 'this is defintely blog worthy'

.kisses. (happy birthday ;)


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nablopomo: 69th post. "call it music to my ears headphones"

>> 11.10.2009


***EXPLICIT MATERIAL***

this is my 69th post. which is amazing. so in honor of this milestone i will share some sexual facts about me.

1. i love to give head. men (and women) seem to think i'm automatically good at it because i have thick 'juicy lips'. but i rarely swallow because the cum hurts my stomach.
2. i love to be fingered.
3. i love to have a finger in my ass while having sex.
4. one the most memorable sex i had was with prince a. i was 15. we were in his van in someone's drive way and it was rocking back and forth, so it gathered a crowd. he was slightly embarassed, but i loved it.
5. i love to be choked during sex.
6. i love to have my pussy eaten. especially when fruit is involved.
7. my mouth is very foul during sex.
8. i'm very loud, i want everyone to hear me get it.
9. one of my fantasies is a rape fantasy and the thought of it gets me drenched every time
10. i sometimes envy men who have the job of 'virgin taker'
11. i'm a biter and scratcher. i want everyone to know i molested your body.
12. i love to have my toes sucked.
13. when i masturbate i sometimes watch black women tribbing.
14. i love to listen to smooth jazz and hip hop during sex.
15. blind fold me, and tie me up. PLEASE!
16. i love to come home smelling like sex, i won't even shower it off. i love falling asleep smelling like juices.
17. i love men, but i won't fuck everyone. my pussy is not a sample, i'm not costco.
18. i love to kiss. kissing is a simple pleasure that is an instant turn on, and i will never take someone's lips for granted.

thank you to all who continue to read my blog and kiss me with your comments. i really appreciate it.

p.s. this song is on constant repeat on my ipod ;)

.kisses.

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my week in texts

>> 11.08.2009


: would you be down to touch yourself on the cam for me?

: funny thing is, there's things that pop in my mind to say to you, but i don't wanna be a apart of the men that seem to be currently pursuing you, lol, i'm serious.

: your so horney that i can hear it in your voice, i don't see see why you just don't cum check for me and done, unless you have another reason why that's a bad idea.

: the heart beat is the sound of life, it's joy, hope, fear, disappointment, pain, happiness and the power to dream, all the emotions that make us all....

: it was really to bring you to see how things run (the studio)... it may spark your juices, if it won't i will.

: your famous in my eyes ;)

: that's kool, i'm real proud of you 4 real, keep up the good work, keep bloggin. i meant everything i said in a im not your dad kinda way. 4 real keep it up!!

: there's this woman that sits next to me, i literally want to stab her with a rusty knife....omfg she fills the entire office with her negative stank ass energy and bad vibe ugh.

: crazy old lonely cat lady...she's always gwanin bout her 2 pussy cats... like STFU

: not playin with you, i'm being serious, i miss you being stupid wet for no reason...for real i miss the way your face looks when you sit on my dick for the 1st time, that shits sexy.

: nothing as long as it involves your presence, honestly just even kick it... i miss seeing your thick lips and cherry cheeks, been too long.

.kisses.

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nablopomo: you make me wanna hershey's kiss your licorice

>> 11.07.2009

i met smooth my 2nd last year in high school. he walked into the cafeteria one day like he owned shit. but he didn't scare me.

"hi my name is (*****)"
"what's up i'm (*******)"
"what school did you come from?"
"st. augustine, i'm here to play ball"

he was acting like he didn't want me, and that threw me off... for a second. but i fell instantly in love with his big brown eyes. this dark chocolate man with light brown eyes stole my heart as i ate my fries (with ketchup and mayo dip). i turned to my girlfriend and told her 'i'm going to marry him'

a grade older than me, he made his move a while later causing instant envy at this outsider who captured the prettiest girl in the school. this tall basketball player, who ran the school was the sweetest man i ever dated. i remember times he would comb my hair in the cafeteria, walk me to my bus before going to play ball, and when my school uniform sweater got torn, he sewed it up for me. he waited almost a year to have sex with me, without pushing me, and when he did he was so nervous

'this pretty light skinned girl is in my bed wanting me to take her',

and once he did i was addicted. and he was too.

'you give the best head i've ever had' while his leg was shaking.

when he finally kissed my kitty "i don't do that", his big strong hands lifted up my leg while he bathed me, he sat down on the tub ledge and his virgin tongue timidly entered my pussy.

this nigga who resembled curtis jackson, but was in no way a thug had me wrapped around his finger. seeing him in a fitted, baggy jeans and a tshirt had my mouth salivating. the very smell of him made my pussy wet and i stole moments with him whenever i could. giving him head in doorways, riding his cock any chance i got. fucking him when his family was home, making him bus again and again. his touch on my arm would cause my knees to buckle, and his kisses caused shivers to run up and down my spine. we spent many days and nights locked together in mutual sweat, all sex funky and there was no where else i wanted to be.

damn. i loved him soo much.
we went through so much together. and when i told him i (think) i liked girls one thanksgiving, he said 'i love you, and i'm going to stay with you through this, but now i have to worry about you leaving me for a girl'

6 1/5 years we were together, and although we are no longer together we are still best friends. he reads my blog, and doesn't question me about it, i offer him my body whenever he needs it. i know he has my back no matter what, and i will always be his ride or die.

baby, this song has always reminded me of you, and it still does.

.kisses.

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>> 11.06.2009

i could smell her presence in my bed,
her thighs wet with what i wanted to taste.
i could feel her life flowing around my room
lavender incense and a cool breeze teased my senses as i copped a feel
and she felt good.

already erect nipples welcomed the tips of my fingers as moans began to articulate,
i walked the mounds of her breasts stopping to lick my fingers and bathe them in my sweet saliva.
i knew what she liked.
she liked skin rubbing on skin. tongues in her navel. nibbles escalating into bites. dirty voices saying dirty words.

i grabbed her ass, taking my time to remind my hands how they felt in them.
soft. smooth. her juices flowing down the center of the beauty.
she knew what to do next.

(i knew she was already sore from the night before,
but she gave in to me, because i know what she likes.)

her ass greeted the air as my fingers slipped in underneath her.
she grinding the bed.
me with a wicked smile on my face as her hips moved in time to whatever music she wanted to hear.

..............i felt, heard, smelt her climax as she thrusted one last time.

i licked the juices i worked so hard to achieve.
i've tasted it before, it has become one with my system,

i had fun with my best friend today.

i am my own best friend.

.kisses.

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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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nablopomo: my virgin ass never stood a chance.

>> 11.03.2009

i was 15. he was 18.
tall nigerian light skinned brother, beautiful african slanted eyes.

my virgin ass never stood a chance.

he wooed me that day he walked into my high school, chopped me in the stairwell, it was lust at first sight. he took me back to his friends basement apartment that day (yup i skipped school). my best friend at the time, telling me to go with him. and i couldn't even pronounce his name.

my virgin ass never stood a chance.

he picked me up from school every friday after we met. i thought i was the shit, walking out of school to see my man prince a. weak chicks looking at me swinging my hips into his car.

my virgin ass never stood a chance.

he tried to put it in one day, a few months after we met. i was small and tight. we had 'technical difficulties'. i said no. but he didn't care. he wanted to take me. and secretly i wanted him to.
i let him try again the next friday. he dug the hell out of me, i tore, i bled and i loved it.
i never said no anymore. i became his sex toy. he turned me into a sex freak, i owe who i am to him.

my virgin ass never stood a chance.

this was what i lost my virginity to.

.kisses.

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confessions of a webcam whore: that's not what i want

>> 11.02.2009

i've become obsessed with my webcam. i'm not new to it by any means, a freak like me utilizies the tools, but now it's turned into a monster...per say.

i decided to be more aggressive with what i wanted and what i wanted to see, and i wanted this experience to be different than the one i had with the bus driver, who by the way freaked out that i had posted our little tryst. we had some words and i said good bye, deleted him from my contacts and my phone. he still tries to get me back on, and get me off. i tell him to go call his girlfriend...lol.

anyways, where was i? oh yes, here's a snippet of what transpired.

"i hear you mama, so wat chu doin now, should i go to wal-mart get a cam
and we play show and tell?"
"no, you can get a webcam so i can see u jack off"

this must have made his day, because he has been trying to get me in his bed for a few years . i've never been interested in sleeping with him, so what possessed me to use him like this i don't know. and frankly i don't really care.

"y don't u jus cum watch in person n i watch u?"

see what i mean? lol.

"i wanna see you jack off on webcam. i wanna be a silent voyeur"
"oh yeah wat will dat do 4 u?"
"it will turn me on"
"am i gonna watch u 2?"
"nope.... that's the beauty of it"
"so what am i gonna get? i need sumthin 2 get all turned on n in da mood"
"what do you normally use?"
"a female, sum kinda stimulant c sum pumpum imma go get da cam, sho me ur pumpum on urs n that should work"

it baffeled me that someone averagely creative (he's trying to be a rapper), can't use his imagination to jerk off. i was becoming unimpressed quite quickly.

"lol.... no. that's not what i want"

i wasn't really laughing, i was more annoyed with his fingers sending messages to my phone.

"i am tryin 2 make it work in ur favour u gotta help me"
"i know what works in my favour..... i want to watch you..... not the other way around"

why am i continuing to explain myself? i'm using you for my own sexual pleasure, don't ask me any questions, just do what i asked for...shit man.

"i'm not sayin watch u, i need u 2 send sumthin or sho sumthin i can go off of"
"sigh"

sighing because, what the hell? you've jacked off before, just do it already. i've dried up and i don't even want to see ur umnimpressive dick anymore.

all of that for some hood, and to tell you the truth when he did jack off for me (after showing him some titi to shut up his whining) it was soo boring i found myself switching back and forth from different windows. cleveland indian, you had your chance and you failed miserably.

on second thought maybe i was too harsh on him, too cold too calculating. maybe i should be more nuturing, and not see him as a sexual object. but for someone who claims to 'know' how to please a woman, i wasn't too pleased.

.kisses.

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