It was around three a.m.

He quietly unlocked the door

Finding his way to my bedroom in the darkness

he came to me.

The feeling of his lips on my neck awakens me from a deep sleep

His fingers slide under the covers then slip into my panties, entering me

slowly. Bracing myself, I tightly squeeze his wrist and bit my bottom lip as I

open my eyes.

He removes his fingers then takes me by the hand

He leads me out of the bedroom,  down the dark hallway to the dining room

He lights a candle, pulls out a chair, and takes a seat

There I stand awaiting his next move

He pulls me close and tells me to undress for him slowly

Each breath I take is more intense than the last

Finally I reach the bottom of the negligee

Take your time he commands

Exposing my breast as the sleeves fall off my shoulders

Holding the material around my waist I continue to stare into his eyes

Yes he says keep going, let it go

I exhale and release the gown down onto the floor

Good girl he says

Now turn around, bend over, and remove your panties he commands

I arch my back

My fingertips caress the back of my thighs

My ass tilted in the air, I began to slide my panties off the curves of my cheeks

My feet move further apart as the material moves down my thighs

falling to my ankles

Don’t move he says

stay just like that

He moves in closer until his face buries between my legs

He licks my lips with the tip of his tongue

My hands wrapped around my ankles

My body shakes

His tongue reaches my clit

I close my eyes and concentrate to stay in  position

Barely able to continue standing my knees tremble

He stops and leans back into his chair

He turns me around

He is naked and hard

He pushes me down onto my knees

Open your mouth he commands

Good girl

He rubs his hardness all over my lips

then pushes the tip to the back of my throat

I suck him aggressively

No no not like that he insists

Slowly, romantically he continues

make love to my dick using your tongue and lips

I follow his request

He closes his eyes and tilts his head back

He swells, thick and long

My mouth wet and warm

he extends ready to release

but he begs me to stop

I don’t want it this way he moans ……….not yet….

(To be continued)

It was a beautiful day for me. My favorite gray sky and dark clouds on Miami Beach; Cumulonimbus days make me lustful. Signs of rain influence thoughts of love making. Like me in my Jersey and panties waiting for that certain friend to keep me company during the storm. Session after session of heat and moisture as it pours down outside; sentimental mood by  John Coltrane playing as he sits on the couch; I stand in front of him and candles burn all around during halftime. I like to undress slowly in the light; I want him to see all of me. I have no shame of my beautiful body. Riesling tastes better sliding down between my breast. Then, I remove his clothes and he is hard as a rock; I’m wet from the strip show.  I turn around and sit on him; making sure to take every inch of that hard beautiful dick as he watches the game. Legs wide open as I ride; his beloved team execute plays moving closer and closer until 1st down. I’m his favorite player. A girl with a tight end who can take a hard tackle and  make amazing chicken wings

A rainy Sunday afternoon, football, liquor, and sex! That’s E time! Sooner or later, I’ll find the perfect buddy. I’m pacing myself for  a sexier selection.  The future promises better days. I’m missing the feel of a man on my lips exploding as his favorite quarterback runs into the end zone. Touchdown! But, I rather wait and scan through the applicants wisely. It’s a shame that I have to go through all this for a fuck buddy.  It is what is.  Still the rain is enchanting though.

Embrace Me

Lets forget all outside these doors
and let this rainstorm be our focal point
My mood is submersion
and you find it there from thigh to thigh
Deep within ivory sheets and satin pillows
Bound in our embrace
Let my heart follow the speed of your body
Then softly calmly relax and sway
Until I feel every breath
Like its was my last

Wednesday night is ladies night part 1. I went to my favorite spot in Miami to have a drink and flirt international style. I happen to sit next to a group of women discussing their men problems. After two shots of Patron, I had to interrupt the conversation. Poor ladies, they’ve been searching for the perfect loves in this wild city. Me being me, I had to ask them about their sex lives.  I can’t believe in this sexually driven city women are having my same issues. They can’t find a man to satisfy their sex hunger without bullshit! Damn I underestimated the mental depth of Miami’s women.  If only we could find men who could lay the pipe right and have a “decent career!” Sounds simple but honey it’s more complicated than most would think.

I told them the funny story of an older Italian guy I use to date on South Beach. This guy was a fun time! We would waltz into every exclusive night club with no waiting and party all night. He was a gentleman and very sweet! However, with all his good qualities he couldn’t last in bed 5 seconds. And the crazy part is, he hadn’t even entered me yet. I would open my legs and he would rub up against my outer lips; and boom! It was over! Now I don’t mind a “Mr. Quickie” as long as that was just the beginning of the evening; but this old man, would role over and go to sleep! He was through after 5 seconds. Now most girls wouldn’t complain because of the luxuries they would enjoy with this type of man. But, I didn’t drive down from Boca Raton after a long work week for nothing! Shit I can take myself out to dinner and walk into any hot spot! I wanted an unforgettable rendezvous! This was ri-goddaman-diculous!

After cracking up laughing, they could relate with stories of their own. That’s fucked up and pathetic! One girl spilled how this fine beautiful man she dated could eat pussy really well but because of his coke addiction, could not get erect! Wtf? If it wasn’t for her vibrator she would never get off. “Oh girly you have a Jack Rabbit too?” I responded. “Who doesn’t?” They all answered.

By the end of the night, we all agreed that it’s a shame to live in this beautiful beach kingdom but can not find “King Ding A Ling”

Waiting on a King

I want a freak

A nasty boy

A general in the army

declaring war on this pussy

He is determined

to own and white flag

that fat cat between my legs

He’ll tame this kitty

making it purr

and walk on a tight leash

A boxer

a ring champion

ready to go

round for round

who can beat and eat  that shit

T.K.O.

Destroy that clit

sucking and biting it

Making me promise to behave

and give up all my horrible man dogging ways

A long glider

a super soaker

a  thick 12 inch slider

I wanna beg and scratch

for forgiveness

while he demands the answer to who’s

pussy is this

A Fearless

warrior

chosen

to go in traitorous deserted lands

turning it into a flourishing wet lands

I want a man to fuck me so good

he drives me crazy

so delirious and

insane

that I want to have his baby

Cursing and screaming

only effects me

if my ass is in the air

and his pipe is drilling

deep.

So come on boy

my body is like honey

the taste is sweet

Make me fiend and want cha

If I let you get it

you better fuck me into a coma

I’m so tired of living and fantasizing an

unattainable dream

Trapped in this lonely  beach front tower

surrounded by cowards

loosing hope it seems

I’m just waiting to be captured and rescued

by a king

Lying in bed the other night, I was thinking about all the sex I’m not having. Yeah I get it every once in a while from my long distance loves but is it enough? Staring out the window at the midnight sky , I wondered are all the other girls in the city having hot passionate sex? Or, were they like me, not interested in so so climaxes; but savoring themselves for the best of the best? The older I get, I prefer men who know what a clitoris is and how to find one; especially mine.

I could go on for hours pondering about coulda woulda should I fucks. But, I decided to focus on my fantasies. Or better yet, positions that I haven’t explored in years. I called up Mr. Chicago to discuss the oldies but goodies. His first question was “When was the last time you had a little back door action?”  I had to think about it for at least 10 minutes; honestly, I actually don’t remember the last time I had anal sex. I mean it’s not my favorite meal on the menu, but still apart of the selection.  He asked me if we could give it a try the next time he’s in town. I don’t think so.  You know that relationship category? Well,  anal fun definitely falls into it. I ‘m down for casual freakiness; however, I just want to leave a part of me for a special somebody. And my ass is that part.

Mr. Chicago requested to hear a phone fantasy where my ass was the star. So I told him about the myth regarding how anal sex can make a woman’s ass swell. I insisted that’s why mine is so plump and round. We continued for a good hour talking about what he would do to my booty if I would be so gracious to give him chance. The behind the scenes conversation got me off but I still said hell no! Request denied! He could only use his fingers. That’s it!

I’m non judgmental, but there is something weird about the ass. And honestly, it only feels good if a man is an expert. But if he’s really good , it makes you wonder scary shit like who else has he fucked up the shooter? Or, the most important question is, was it a male or a female that he gained his expertise from? Yeah, it’s exciting  fun but questionable.

Men love it; especially with a round ass like mine. I’ve turned down men who’ve gotten me naked and went straight for back door access like they have an obsessive ass fetish. My kegal muscles are still very tight, I exercise them everyday; so the man I’m with will just have to be happy with the cooch! From what I remember anal love can be pleasurable. I don’t consider myself “old fashion”; I’ll be up for it at the right time. It’s just not something I’m interested in doing with just a casual fuck.

My 31^st birthday has to be the best birthday that I’ve had since I’ve been in Florida. The last 3 years I was involved with a real loser! I mean a disgusting shit head! But like a close girlfriend convinced me, no need of dwelling on the past; especially his tired wore down low life ass!

Anyways, the best part of the day was the birthday sex. I was unaware that one of the lovers from my New York sex triangle was going to show up to my door to surprise me for my big day. It was wonderful to see him and not to mention I was horny as hell! But I didn’t want to have ok sex because it was my birthday; I wanted to have a serious record setting fuck fest! And Mr. Manhattan is always up for the challenge.

We decided to have the first sex of the day be in a scandalous place. The bedroom was an absolute, but kind of boring based on the occasion. I’m a girl who likes to live dangerously so we headed towards the Aventura mall to see what trouble we could get in to! Manhattan loves to give me something wild to write about and October 7^th was going to be legendary.

No need to enter the mall, who wants to shop? Straight to the parking garage we went in the midday heat. I had nothing but a short dress on, no bra and no panties; evidently they would be in the way of business. We drove up to the top of the parking garage past all the annoying shoppers and twice past actual cop cars; defying authority is a real turn on!

We parked on the 5^th floor, and went for the stairs the only secluded place.  Manhattan quickly checked the perimeter, then pushed me up against the wall and lifted my dress. He used his tongue to get me nice and wet. I had to return the favor and I think I could taste Ms. Galino. Delicious!

It was time to get to what I was missing, the dick! He bent me over the stair rails and invaded me from behind. Do you know how hard it is for me to hold in my moans? Shit it was like I was having a heart attack. What’s funny, I could see people passing on the floors under me. They had no idea of the dick down that was going on above them. He was fucking the hell out me! The filthiness he was saying in my ear caused me to climax. I love this dude! The adventures we have! Happy Birthday to me! To be continued…..

Sometimes I wonder, If  I will ever find a lover that can give me everything I want.I don’t want to settle and I’m too old to believe in fairy tales. But I still have faith that love with find me and that I shouldn’t waste my life searching. Good things come to those who wait. Being the epitome of the Libra sign, I believe life is all about balance. I don’t want an extreme.  I want a good portion of  everything life has to offer and need that same attitude in a lover. I’ve always dated extreme people and it ended terribly because they can’t understand me. Sometimes I like to party, sometimes I like to stay home, Sometimes I’m conservative, sometimes I’m wild, Sometimes I like to make love, and sometimes I like to fuck. I can’t believe in just one way of life because I see all the possibilities and flaws of any ideology or tradition. A belief could work well for some and not for others.

I’m finding that’s the reason I’m dissatisfied with lovers I’ve had. Because they can live only one way. The world is so big and there is so much to experience. I can’t be trapped in one method of living . I have to be apart of it all. And the only person that can be by my side is some one who is free spirited and open minded. If they see the entire world as an opportunity to explore, that’s the only way they can deal with me and keep my attention. I won’t be judgmental and I won’t succumb to what some call “a traditional life” or a “traditional love”  I need  a love  that frees my soul not confines it!

A Balanced Lover

Tonight
I need to hear I love you
As you passionately undress me
kiss me softly between my breasts
And then down my thighs.
I need that smooth touch that only you can give
Take your time with me .
I want to experience heaven
I want to feel every flicker of your tongue as it
glides across my softest spot
warm and soothing.
I’m raining.
Enter me slowly with deep gentle stokes of love making
while I lay in your arms.
Remind me that I am your future
Infinite…
Hold my hand as your body presses against mine
caress me and stare into my eyes
At that moment when you release in to me
Let your kiss be stronger and tender
Make me feel like I’m more than woman
I’m your lady.

Tonight
After we’ve had too much to drink
Take me home
Make me kneel down in front of you
Force yourself into my mouth
until you are rock hard and throbbing
until I gasp for breath
Force me down on to the floor from behind
then shove into me sending a unforgiving shock through my body
Demand a confession
Make me tell you who’s the best.
Make me scream and cry for you to fuck me
Ask me whose pussy is this
Teach me the pleasure in pain
Thrust deep into every part of me
From front to back.
With every pound, remind me of those days when I can’t stand you and won’t give in,
of every vile word I say out of anger
Express your torment and frustration
exercise your rage
I want my legs and your shoulders to meet
So that I have to accept every inch of you
Make me constrict so tightly that it feels as if my body is sucking you
I want your taste to explode on to my lips
Prove to me the strength of a man

Give me what I need the most
Every thought
Every experience
Every emotion
I want you to lust me
I want you to love me
I want to be the conventional and the inappropriate
The pride and the secret
the conformist and the explicit
the proper and the dirty
The fantasy and the reality
I want to be the balance
I want to be, your everything

Last night
I wanted you to come over
But I lost my nerve
for the fear of you  ruining it
With conversation and interrogation
on who was here the night before
Which was no one
But why do I have to explain.
If you just can open my door with no will to speak
and find your way to me in the darkness
Then I’ll light a candle
and watch you undress
Touching myself as every piece of clothing drops to the floor
Please just stand there in the moonlight
Speechless
Only sounds are my breath racing faster as my finger beats my clit like a drum
Let your teeth be  the only part of you
Contacting
My body
Clinching my breast
tightly as I descend into heaven
With no mumble or sputter you lay beside me as you’re stroking solo. The cream that I crave releases and pours out on to the sheets which I sleep on.
This way you will be all over me as I toss and turn through the night.
If you can just give me this one request of silence
I’ll invite you over.

So Jonathan and I were having our usual sex conversation for lunch. And today’s convo is about how boring most peoples sex lives are. My input is that most people are so scared to admit their sexuality because of what they think society will say about them. If men keep calling women derogatory names, spreading rumors, and ridiculing women every time they do something sexual, it causes women to be very cautious and clam up when it comes to having uninhibited sex. That’s why so many women make it hard for a man to get a little action from them because they are scared of the reputation that will come from it. Basically, men need to shut the hell up! You are the reason why you are not having the crazy, exciting, mind blowing sex you could have. No woman wants to be ridiculed or talked about when it comes to her bedroom behavior.

It’s 2011,  sex should no longer be taboo. But, it’s because of how society makes it seem like the filthiest disgusting thing you can do; when sex is a natural human emotion. People have been fucking all kinds of ways since the beginning of time. If a man is talking negative about other women in front of a woman, he has just scared her to death. She doesn’t want the same thing to be said about her so she keeps her nasty freak to herself. What girl  wants to suck your dick if you just called another woman a nasty trick because she likes to give blow jobs? Duh!

We need to learn how to embrace and respect sex. Or, we will keep having boring sex lives with our mates. Dozens of  men sneak outside their marriage because they keep running their mouths and putting all these stereotypes on sex or  women who are sexually open causing their wives to stress out and not want to get nasty. So these men have to fuck every other woman to get that freak he is missing at home! I’ve heard on T.V., music, and in person these desires by men to marry a real freaky girl but can’t find her. In the same breath, call women who are freaky nasty names. Well now you see why you can’t find her idiot. Your fucking mouth is the problem.

Granted women talk alot, but that is well known about women. It makes men look like chatty bitches if they tell what goes down in their bedroom. And no man loving woman wants to fuck a chatty bitch! IF you men are all about the sex like you say you are then you would keep quiet to continue getting the sex!

You have these men who talk shit about a woman is a dumb hoe if she is open about sex. Keep on and you will be the ones marrying Mrs. Frigid who only fucks you in the beginning to get the ring. And as soon as you walk down the aisle the sex comes to a stop! Happens a lot! Why do you think the divorce rate is so high? Because women are not the freaks they need to be to keep their husbands from wandering outside the home! You do have women who are not sexual and these dumb ass immature boys marry them because of the traditional bullshit they have been taught and end up miserable and unhappy. MEN NEED SEX PERIOD! They require blow jobs on the regular. If women and men were more realistic about sex, we wouldn’t need prostitutes who have to do the dirty job!

Keep associating good or bad girls with sexual activity and these scary frigid women  are what you’ll  keep getting! Just stupid! If men would shut the fuck up and only talk about sex in a positive way, more women would feel comfortable and would give more sex without a lot of “relationship” red tape. There are a lot a women who don’t really want a commitment, however have to play that game because of fear of being labeled. A woman sometimes just want to suck and fuck the hell out of a man, but refrain because she knows that the whole city will find out!

You dumb ass little boys think that us women don’t know you sit around and talk about us? You’re crazy!  My blog mates and I have made a profession out of it! We don’t care what you say.We are open about our sexual activity. But, a lot of other  women do care!

Calling women names like chicken head, hoe, trick, skeezer just contributes to younger women hating sexuality and as they mature it gets worse. I’ve had it happen to me where I liked a guy so much that I wanted to be freaky but his damn mouth stood in the way and I just gave up on his rude ass. I mean I was sitting there mouth and pussy wet and he just kept talking shit. Talked his self right out of a blow job! He was fine as hell and I wanted to freak the shit out of him but he kept interrogating me and I could tell him and his little silly boyfriends were talking about me. All he got was some so so sex and that was it! No freaky shit at all!

As much as us feminist don’t like to admit it, the world still is led by the actions of men. If they continue to be disrespectful and hurtful women will continue to fear sex. And who suffers the most? The men and their dicks!