The Lady, The Mother, The Slut (OOOh He is Soo Nasty!)

 

I thought the dark primitive mentality of men was a thing of the past; the idea that a man commits to the lady and when he needs to have a little freaky time he goes to his slut.  But can you blame him if he thinks this way? Our half wit society separates the freaks from the ladies and it’s been doing this for thousands of years, starting with the queens and the courtesans. I’m so tired of this concept that women can’t be sexual and lady like at the same time.

I’ve dated several assholes who think you can’t be both. The relationships for me were hell. I end up hating them. I want a man that needs a woman who can rock a business suit, act like a lady, and at a moment’s notice will suck the hell out of his dick.  The idea that a beautiful upscale woman doesn’t want or need passionate sex is a myth.  Like all woman want to do is lie on our backs and use sex to make babies. No! We want the hell fucked out of us just like men. It ‘s just that most women prefer  blowing  their boyfriends in a committed relationship. I think this is very healthy. Why is it men need to be in a relationship with some fake ass Joan Cleaver woman, who acts like sex is not important? She is boring in bed and he has to creep out to the freak in the neighborhood to get is nasty on? I believe it’s because of their mothers who never led on that they are really dick sucking whores in the bedroom with their fathers Those mothers who never discussed sex with their young boys or girls. Those boys grow up looking for that innocence in a wife. These boys believe that  the mother of their children and their faithful wives can’t be freaks. A wholesome woman  would never have kinky fantasies. However, as they mature, they learn that sex is a big part of adulthood and marriage. That physical gratification is just as important as mental and emotional companionship.  Just because a woman is comfortable with her sexuality and knows what she wants, doesn’t mean she’s a whore who lacks morality. Only immature stick up their ass delusional folks would think that! These are the same people who are sneaky with weird perverse sexual fetishes. You’ve seen it on T.V. Some loud mouth preaching pastor or some goody two shoes politician gets caught in some weird sex act. Fucking phonies! Yeah I just got out  of a 3 year relationship with a lying sick pervert who could play Mr. Religious Goody Goody in public but in private wanted to fuck everything walking. I mean everybody, men and women; hell, probably dogs and cats too! That’s what religion does, makes women feel guilty about swallowing  dick! And men feel guilty about needing their dicks swallowed. Sex is the most human act; and expressed in a committed loving relationship it’s most beautiful. Look at all these catholic priests who deprive themselves of sex, but end up taking their desire out on innocent children. Sex deprivation leads to hell! Maybe they should add that to the bible. Maybe it should state in very plain words for the idiots conservatives of the world ” It’s allowed for a man and his wife to get kinky and nasty with each other”

Where are the men who want their women to be ladies in public and nasty vixen porn stars in the bedroom? That’s what I want; The kind of men that like private strips shows and highway fellatio. I want to be in a relationship with a man that I can walk up to in the most elegant places and whisper “I want to blow you right now” and he still sees me as a lady.  It’s not about how freaky you are, it’s all about the appropriate times to be freaky.  I want a man who takes me to a 5 star restaurant and fingers me under the table! I stay away from  those asshole men who believe women aren’t supposed to say anything sexually explicit! Or think love making can only occur in the bedroom. BORING! I want a man that is excited that he has a freak waiting at home who can ride a mean long thick one and cook a good meal! What’s wrong with calling your man while he’s at work and saying “I can’t wait until you get home so you can eat this pussy” Or, before you go to work, your man gives you a little pickle tickle.

I want the next relationship to be full of sexual excitement and adventure. I want a man that makes me want to call up my girls and say “ I’m in love with this nasty muthafucka! Ooh he’s just soo nasty! I Iove it!” I’m so tired of boring men who play the conservative tight wad! SOOOO DULL! Yes I like my relationships private and personal but I like the sex to be uninhibited and wild! I want a man that is so kinky  that I never think about any other man ever. That’s how you express possession, not by tantrums and harsh emotional outbursts. You become the M-A-N in the bedroom and you make your lady feel comfortable with releasing her inner whore. That’s happiness. That’s realistic!

Thoughtless

You think I’m emotionless.
With no self control or depth because of my ability to
extensively detail through pen and paper the sexuality between me and my lover.
But your suppositions are inconsiderate.
I understand your irrationalism
Society has fooled you
But be careful that you don’t become like the majority
judgmental,frigid  and passionless.
I reject the spurious consensus
and hope for the sake of your life you do the same.
Passion is freedom

You think I’m immoral,
Lacking knowledge or awareness of life because I express my sexual imagination through seductive photographs and clever paragraphs
Because of this your verbal exploitation is relentless.
I feel sorry for your waste of time.
I rather contribute my energy to the fulfillment of my lover.
Be careful that you don’t take your focus off your own bedroom.
I would hate for your lover to feel neglected.
Without physical gratification there is a lack of dedication to monogamy and betrayal seeps thru.
The worst upset to the heart is disloyalty

 

The Attack of the Depressed Vagina

 

My vagina and I are not speaking. She is  fed up with me and my bullshit! She can’t take any more so so sexcapades and she really hasn’t been happy since we made the big move 3 years ago to Boca Raton.  Yes Mr. Chicago handles business but my Va- juhge  needs a local service. She gets hungry late nights and wants to call for delivery. However, there hasn’t been any top quality delivery services if you get what I’m saying. For those slow people, she needs to be seriously fucked on a weekly basis. And let’s not mention that horrible phase when  I was into hobbit fucking. Along with most of my friends, she will not let me forget about my nasty fetish for abnormally short men.

Ever since I turned 30, my sex drive is in over drive. I might be getting older but my need for hot kinky sweaty sex is stronger than ever. Hell there might one day be snow on the mountain top, but there will always be fire in the valley. I usually can control Miss V. with my trusty J.R. (jack rabbit) but my depressed vagina will not give him the time of day lately. She wants to cheat on him as much as possible.  I don’t want her to be worn out so I won’t let her come out to play but once or twice a month. She still has her youthful constriction and I want her to stay that way. Nobody wants grandma bottomless abyss! And I definitely don’t want her to catch something that she can’t get rid of from some weirdo I met in a night club. Yeah night clubs are like playgrounds. You can let your kitty play but you never know what she might catch from the others playing . There’s never been a trace of illness, she is extremely healthy. Every year, she passes her physical with flying colors. A girl has to be extremely cautious these days.

Queen V is really a bitch. I mean the mood swings she causes me to have. One minute I’m happy and laughing, the next minute I’m ready to throw myself off the balcony. She makes me crave chocolate all day long. I have chocolate chip cookies stashed under my bed. She instigates arguments, causing me to go off on people and most of the time I’m ready to kill.  Especially when I finally get the nerve to call a friend who promises to help us out and we make the trip over to his house wee hours in the morning; but when he starts trying to have a meaningful conversation for more than 10 minutes, she throws a nasty fit. I have to hear her snide comments “yeah only you would try to fuck Mr. Motor Mouth Magee who wants to blah blah blah on and on at 3 a.m. Fucking idiot!” Finally I seduce him enough to put something in her to shut her up for at least 15 minutes. But I can count on the bitch’s remarks afterwards “that’s it? You brought me way over here for that shit? I could’ve stayed home!” And please don’t let me have an incident where I run into a small penis. She just laughs like “for real,  you gotta be kidding me! What in the fuck am I supposed to do with that?” Oh and let’s talk about the encounters with the younger men. I can hear her now like ” little boy I have panties older than you!” And she doesn’t like her behavior to be spread all over the city; and younger men talk a lot!

Janet recommends a joint or two to calm her down. She says it works for her Vah- JJ between sex sessions. At this point, I’m willing to try anything. I’ve generally use alcohol, but the effect wears off way too fast. What’s a girl to do with a delinquent rebellious coochie that has decided to go on strike until situations improve? She won’t even negotiate. She’s behaving like a real cunt!  I understand her depression, she feels as if we are at the age where we should only be with the best. The substitutes are useless. And the good men that know how she likes it, I can’t get along with because they want to own her; and my pussy doesn’t like to be bossed around.

My cooch does all the shopping and test driving. My heart and mind take her opinion very seriously. If she doesn’t like it, then 9 times out of 10 neither will they. Honestly my cooch is like a door man at the hottest club in the city. If she doesn’t like you and won’t let you in; then you’ll never get to dance or romance my emotions. I’m looking for the full package now a days, even for friendship. Hopefully we can end this drought of unhappiness soon or it might just be the end of my sanity!

 

LOVE MISSIN

I  miss love

So badly That last night

I set my bed on fire

It was sexless and lonely

So I felt it should no longer be subjected to misery

I slept in the ashes hoping to experience

Something

I’m to blame

My loveless existence is my own self infliction

I’ve replace the feeling of ecstasy between my thighs

With irrelevant games of chase

sarcastic hellos

and witty goodbyes

I remember Fridays night

When the chase ended with

intoxicated bedroom behavior

I just barley exist

 I’ve lost my attraction to the dick

I’ve  forgotten the art of  making love

Or

fucking even

There is a drought this season.

No signs of summer rain

Just boys of summer

Who are clueless to the concept of pleasing a woman.

All the city has to offer

What’s a wild night

When love is missin