Clean,Tight,Hot, Shaved,Wet,Pink,Pierced= ME.....taste me!

No touching!!!!

I had to take J. in for a check up today. Nothing serious just keeping him healthy.

I was minding my business. He snuck up behind me and asked me why I was looking so mean. I was shocked to see him with a goatee. J was off taking care of his business and I felt like I was trapped in the lion's den. I told him I wasn't looking mean, I was looking uninterested. He laughed, my nipples instantly went pebble hard, I almost choked. Everything is raw on me. I tried not to fidget. He asked me if I was okay? I told him I was just fine just waiting on my son. Could he see my need? He commented on the color of my hair. I told him it was fairly new and I didn't hate it, I was learning to love it. He reached out to touch my hair. I grabbed his arm, no touching! He smiled again. Then started telling me about his family visiting from JA. His mother and his sister. He touched his goatee as to explain its existence. He kept talking about something but my mind was screaming....................................................................................................



















"Put your pussy on his goatee!!!!!!"

My head snapped back. I guess I looked startled. Tren grabbed my arm. I pulled away from him. I didn't want him to touch me. No touching! I gave him a quick smile and walked away.

Shit I almost ran?

holla holla!!!! hey bay bay!!!!

I must be sending off some signal. I can't not deny that I am horny as hell. I need lovin' in the worst way. I envision sex at the oddest moments. Find myself smiling and touching myself in loving ways(fully clothed). I miss the light intimate touches, and when I'm really honest I can say I miss fucking. I miss riding on top, the roughness that comes with passion and need. I miss the pain that hurts in the best way.

I guess my need for sex is seen by those around me because dudes have been trying to holla like their getting paid for it. Old black men, old white men, young black men, young country ass white men. Each approach was unique but none of them were subtle.

Ains tells me I underestimate my look, and how men perceive me. I'm a tomboy at heart, I know I have sex appeal, but I don't flaunt it. Ains says I exude sexy, I looked at him and just wanted to hump him. That caught me totally off guard. I couldn't look him in the face. I felt like my need for intimacy, my need for rough sex was written all over me like a trashy novel.

I don't want men to come on to me, especially when my need for sex is so raw.

So holla holla hey bay bay at some other chick or I'm gonna push you in the bushes and throw rocks at you!

Thankful

I am thankful for my mama. Even though she is no longer a person I recognize, I love her for all she gave me before she had nothing else to give.

I am thankful for my daddy. For his love and advice. A black man doing all the things the media doesn't want you to see. Educated, taking care of his kids, strong in Christ, and never in jail. Thank you daddy for stumbling and showing me your imperfections. Thank you for not turning your back on your pregnant 17yr old college bound baby girl. Thank you for the real talk about the power I hold within. Thank you for the real talk about my body and loving me.

I am thankful for my hubby. For loving me when the world told him not too. For choosing to be my husband and losing his extended family in the process. Thank you for loving me through the breakdown and for not giving up on this chick from the hood.

I am thankful for my auntie. For being the rock and the backbone of our family. Thank you for showing that you can go from nothing to something with hard work and education. Thank you for being my mother because my mother is no longer able. Thank you for being real and honest no matter the situation.

I am thankful for my big sis. For leading the way to our solid future. I follow in your foot steps. Thank you for leading the way out of the projects. Thank you for being my very best friend and showing the strength that is our legacy.

I am thankful for my babies. For showing me my future in small pieces. Thank you for loving mama in her most unlovable state. Thank you for giving me reasons to be a better and more determined me.

I am thankful for my friends who are scattered far and wide around the globe. You are my chosen family always in my heart.


I am thankful for everyday and every moment because it is a gift.

Imagine

I can only imagine you buried full length deep inside of me. I can only imagine the warm pressure of the rest you slapping against me. I can only imagine the slippery wetness of you buried full length deep again. I can only imagine the smell of our sex filling the room. I can only imagine your thrust after thrust after thrust. I can only imagine the tip of your wetness on the hotness of my pierced clit. I can only imagine the sliding of you from my clit back into my wetness. I can only imagine the commands and demands you whisper in my ear. I can only imagine the dirty words that follow. I can only imagine catching my breath as you hit my perfect spot. I can only imagine you moaning you love me and as we "dance" to our finish. I can only imagine the pulse pulse pause pulse pulse pause p u l s e as you empty your hotness into my overly eager body. I can only imagine you calling out my name in every language you know and some you don't. I. can. only. imagine.

Tonight I am letting my imagination run WILD.

Thighs

Between my thighs. You between my thighs. Sliding between my thighs. Living between my thighs. Just the tip between my thighs. You giving me the gift of you between my thighs. You on top of me, puts you between my thighs.

My own groove theory...

Sweet goodness, I'm just horny as hell. I'm no sex fiend...no really I'm not..okay I'll wait for you to stop laughing...

Anyway, it's been a while since this chick has had some good luvin'. It just ain't right.

No this is not an advertisement for THOSE services

I just need to vent before I start running around the block.

See I live by the Hyundai/Mercedes theory.
I guess I'll need to break it down for some of you...

My man is a Mercedes, my top drawer "friend" is a Hyundai.

Now both a Hyundai and a Mercedes will get you from point A to point B, but the ride in the Mercedes is soooo much better.

Poetry misses her Mercedes

There are certain extras you get with the Mercedes that you just ain't gonna get from a Hyundai.

I'm so sad right now, guess I'll hop in my Hyundai and take a ride.

Happy Birthday Kabria

People often ask me why I speak of you, why I don't live my life. Well I'm living my life. My life is really good. Love abounds.

I think of you every November, well not a week goes by that I don't think of you.

You would have been 13yrs old this month. Wow, has it been that long?

It amazes me I could love someone who never lived outside my body. Love some who never took her first breath.

I carry you with me every moment of everyday.

I know your soul is with me. I want you to know I have never forgotten you, that your life means something to me.

I still love your daddy to this day, in a way that many will never overstand. Not on a here level, but on a there level. He taught me who and what I needed to truly be me in this world.

Today I shout you out, Mama's lil baby girl.

Happy Birthday Bria. Mommy loves you

Today I dedicate to you Alicia Keys' "Lesson Learned"

In the short time you were with me you taught me so much. Thank you.

Mama loves you forever and for the forever after that.

Stay with me always. Always

On another level....

I didn't write the following, wish I could take credit, he is one of the deepest people I know. On the level that other brothas strive to get. Intelligent to a fault, deep in his soul.

From the top of your head to the soles of your shoes… through your imperfection and indiscretions simply because they make the person that is you… I love you enough to embrace your past, cherish our present, and understand that I may not be in your future… I love you with every ounce that I have to give because you deserve nothing less… beyond reason and unconditionally I love you because you are you…


Wow that is some love and the greatest thing is the expression of it in words, in black and white, putting it into my universe.
Loving me like that?

Thank you.

You's a nasty bitch....

Some people are just NASTY and I don't mean licking some ass type nasty (which is a good freaky kind of nasty) I mean people are just N.A.S.T.Y.

I work with veterans in my small ass town. We have some colorful character and some pitiful souls. We share the building with other county offices. The rest room is for the whole building. It's always clean and well supplied.

I make the trek to the potty often. I'm always cordial to those I see along the way. Well, one day I had finished my "business" at the same time as another older white lady ( I use the term lady only to denote my good home training) Well she comes out of the stall and heads straight to the door and then proceeds to holds the door open for ME! I look at this "lady" as if to say "you's a nasty bitch" most of my sistas know this look. I pass her by with my nose in the air and head straight to the sink to wash MY hands. She turns bright red and leaves. Ain't that some nasty mess? She heading back to her office with coochie among other things all over her hands. I make sure to use paper towels to open bathroom doors for this EXACT reason. Nasty bitches!