Last night I had a dream that after our usual dinner, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I followed him out to his car and gave myself to him right then and there. No time to wait …I have a man when I see fit. I give in to passion when I feel it

You consider your mind

to be

one of the most intricate to surmount

You’re not easy to lure to love

But sometimes he enters the room

and you find yourself

more than physically in love

You find yourself emotionally involved

His movement and sound

his smile and laughter

spellbinding

hypnotic

For you he is the sweetness of life

You consider yourself stronger than the ordinary

so this has to be something more

extraordinary

unexpected

like a sudden rapture

He is your soul thief

and you wish for

a moment of his attention

one second of his affection

You whisper

please

just look at me, say something …

love me.

But you consider yourself beyond begs and pleads

With every meeting he brings you to your knees

somewhere you’ve never been before

and for the first time

you could  care less if the world knows

You are determined to be his lover

at whatever sacrifice

You are willing to give it all to him

what ever he asks

what ever he wants

But you consider yourself one who is always in control

Now you are completely open and vulnerable

Knowing he can destroy you

break you down

He has that power over you

and still after carelessly evaluating the risks

you initiate the chase

And it thrills you in the most amazing way

You’re imploring for more

you want to be only his

You’re thoughts are becoming more traditional towards love, you want him to promise his loyalty

But you consider yourself incapable of faithfulness

You try to be resistant to his advance

You  know his reputation

But no matter how difficult

He will prove he has you

There will never be anyone else

You are captured

But you consider yourself liberated and free…..

I walked into our favorite place and he was waiting on me. I made sure to look amazing by wearing something hugging my hips but completely covered up from head to toe. I wanted to leave something to his imagination. I walked towards him, my heart racing. Damn, he always looks handsome and suave, even in the middle of the day. He says he likes my baby face and woman’s body. I tell him I  love the way he smells and his strong embrace.I love to compliment a man, especially when he gets it right. I feel as if I melt in his arms every time he hugs me.

We found a booth in the dark empty restaurant. Decorated with low lights and sounds of jazz music, the scene was very romantic. I had to sit next to him. It’s like I’m addicted to the heat of our bodies close together. I knew that he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands of my thighs. I exhale with satisfaction. His words are seducing. He continuously compliments me and lets me know just how he could please me if I just give him a chance.(Ladies, don’t we just love it when a man acknowledges what we have on and how good we look in it? We go through so much to look sexy, it’s only right he gives his positive approval.) My strength and resistance are weakening slowly. He moves in closer with his hands between my legs. The waiter walks past smiling like he enjoys the view. Then king leans in and whispers “I can’t wait until we spend the night together. I want you to cook for me. Show me how much you care for me. Then I’ll take you in the bedroom, undress you, and kiss you all over. I’ll make love to you all night. Then, I’ll make love to you again early in the morning until you can’t take it anymore. Soon, you’ll be telling me that it’s my pussy.” I blush because I’m a sucker for dirty talk. “Wow! This strawberry Caprihini tastes delicious.” I mumbled. ” I bet it doesn’t taste a sweet as your pussy,” He said. “Oh my,” I respond. I feel like a school girl with her first crush. It’s like a dream that I’ve been waiting to be my reality for as long as I remember. Reminiscing about that moment causes my fingers to tremble as I write this.

The waiter brings the lunch to the table.  I unfold the napkin for my bad boy and lay it across his lap. I kiss his cheek, and rub his back. A king gets kings treatment. I take a sip of the strawberry Caprihini and let it take it’s effect. I’m more relaxed and calm than I’ve been in a long time. It’s been only a week, and the days seem beautiful and optimistic as soon as I open my eyes in the morning. The mental  intercourse between he and I stimulates a psychological climax. And that’s what I’ve been missing, someone who fulfills my mind and caresses my heart. A man that slows me down and keeps me focused on simplicity. Wooing a woman with soft romantic words is still effective. And sometimes that’s all a woman needs in a cold unkind city like this.

“One day, you’re going to let me take you to the bathroom in a restaurant just like this on your lunch break. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you then send you back to work. It’ll motivate you,” he says. I laugh and respond “yes sir.”  I try hard to resist his request to walk me up to my apartment and undress me. He promised he would leave as soon as my panties hit the floor. But we know that wouldn’t be the case

When we don’t see each other, he consistently contacts me to ask how my day went. He makes laugh and teases my desire. He promises me that his situation has ended peacefully.  I won’t give myself until I have proof that it’s over. A ladies man is what I wanted and I talked him into life. I’m going to close my ears to the critics constantly reminding me that I need true love. I plan on enjoying this for what it is. Please king, play me! Next week, I’ll treat him to dinner and a late night swim. I think it’s sexy when a woman offers to take a man out. Until then….

The things men will do when they want you. I forgot that I told my bad boy that I have a weekly Monday night drink at YOLOS Fort Lauderdale before we stop talking. Guess who showed up. Yep! Damn he is so sexy. The sexiest man I’ve seen since I’ve been here. He would fit into my life nicely but he still has his problems. Fuck! Just like me to fall for another guy with issues. I mean he doesn’t have crazed psycho issues; but problems no less. He takes good care of himself and he dresses well. His attire was sophisticated from head to toe; especially his Gucci Loafers. I can dress, but now I want to cover it up just a little more; and go into a really sexy sophisticated older woman look. I want someone like him to be attracted to me sexually, but only in private; and respect me like an equal in public. This man is making it hard for me to resist, but I’m a strong woman. I want a clear understanding that it’s not because he is unattainable that I want him. He is really that sexy and a KING of a man. The kind of brotha I’ve only seen in Atlanta.

I allowed him to drive me the ½ mile to my apartment. And of course, he leans over to feel me up. But I got out the car just in the nick of time.Look, I’m not making love to this man until he handles his situation. He is a hunter and I his prey; but I can put up a good chase. He is not married, but It’s still an affair. I’m too old to sneak around and have an affair. I’m a grown ass woman. This isn’t T.V., this is some woman’s real life. She love and depends on him I believe. It almost brings tears to me eyes to know people can be so selfish. I will be no mans whore. Especially in a city where the darker the skin, the more people associate a woman with prostitution and late night secret skankiness. Living without thinking was great in my late 20s. I just don’t want only his sex and attention; I want his respect. So if I see him again, I will act like I don’t know him and avoid him like the plague. Nothing good comes to those who intentionally do bad to others. But, it’s nice to know I can feel for a man even if I don’t want to be his lady. I actually care what he thinks of me. I hope I meet more men like this in the near future. They just have to be single men. I’m still very feminine and he makes me realize how much I love men; but just not any man can get to my emotional side. Damn things are so much better than they were before.

I met someone that I’m completely crazy for. It was a short period of time because I’ve only known him for a couple of days. Yep, I like my new new. But this dude is hardcore bad to the bone. He has Mr. Wrong written all over him. He got issues that LIBERATEDSLUT is totally against. And, I will not sacrifice my own morals and positive karma again like I have in the past. Even though this guy will make it worth my wild. He is no softy like the previous men I’ve been with. He is a real man that an alpha queen like me would gladly call my king. And, I would be more than happy to give him that kind of respect. He could have me and all my girls. He would take care of us nicely. However, we will not disrespect other women. So no deal!

Now last night, I went to this hot club at the Hard Rock Hotel in Hollywood Fla. He showed me a good time; straight V.I.P. treatment the entire time. His friends were respectful and I was treated like a lady which made me want to act like one. I felt so feminine and beautiful.  I wanted to bow down to him. The kiss was right and his hands took control of my body. He gave me whatever I wanted. I truly enjoyed myself. I can’t stress how much of a man he was. He explained his situation which I won’t give full details out of respect. However, I told him I wasn’t going to be romantic with him until he ended the shit he had going on at home. I didn’t plan to hang with him last night but it happened.  I know if I would grant him the honor of getting between my legs, he will wear that shit out. He would eat the pussy and fuck the shit out of me all night long. Honestly, I want to give it to him so bad.  I want to put my mouth all over his body. Damn the love making between he and I would be extraordinary. I would love  to see him fuck the shit out of Janet. But my commitment to the ladyhood won’t permit it. I want to be a role model to women everywhere. Make these men respect all of us, and we will all benefit in the end. Good sex is not worth bad karma. If I allow him to treat another woman poorly, soon he will do me the same way. I refuse to be a sneaky dirty bitch. I got rid of these type of women in my life. Infact, they better not step in my presence or somebody’s gonna get their ass whooped! You ladies let men disrespect other women,  then I’m going to disrespect your ass. My girls will do the same. So tread softly dirty traitorous skanks. Our commitment is for life!

Honestly, even if he did not have his situation and we could seriously date, I don’t think I would want to. He is everything I need and that scares me. I pride myself in not being the jealous psycho kind of woman. But this dude would be fucking me so good and taking care of me, I think I would turn into a crazy bitch. I would rather him be a friend and we stick to that kind of agreement. I couldn’t handle him as my man. I would be in love and fucked up over him. He makes me feel so sexy. I want to go out and buy all the sexiest lingerie and hit the gym twice a day. I want to be perfect. That’s never been me. The man would stay in my mouth! He would be the king of my house and doesn’t live with me.  But he has me this way by just being a real ass man; not by being a selfish critical whining bitch like my previous boyfriends. He can demand being treated like a king because he has  what it takes to back it up!

I’ve found my bad boy. After dating stick up their ass fake self- proclaimed good men, I think a bad  ass couldn’t do any worse. I didn’t marry for money and usually go for the regular working men. I stick by their sides even when they don’t have anything and they never appreciate it. They usually talk bad about me, spread lies, and treat me like shit. They are boring and hateful.  I’ve been with horrible men for too long. NO MORE! If a bad boy treats me like I deserve be treated, then the bad boy is who I’ll be with! If you’re gonna cry, cry for the best!  I want a fun, exciting, and passionate man. I have been with real bitch court jesters and it’s time for a king  in my life. But, I never mess around in another woman’s queendom. Not my style!

I promise tonight

 I’m going to consume the last remains of

Your sanity

I came into your life and the rain began

To fall all around

The power I have over your heart burns through

And the moans from your lips every time

My body contacts yours is my addiction

As I move back and forth with you deep inside

I watched your soul entrenched in flames

Let it burn let it burn

When morning came I left you abandoned

In so much pain

Only half of the man you were remains

You thought that you were clever

and strong enough to defeat my game

But there are so many things you never knew

Who’s lying? Who’s telling the truth?

Encouraged by the phony crew

You stood up against me and they looked up to you

Consoled you

But do you think that I’m the kind that runs and hides

I’m coming back to claim

The half of man that remains

This time I’ll make you go insane

And I’ll own your thoughts

You’ll lose to the madness of love

Come find me where ever I may be

You’ll go to the end of the earth just to be inside me

I’ve taken a vow

I’ll make you eat your words

All the hate you spoke, was never true

When you lay under me I see the real side of you

I’ll show you the emotional destruction a female can ignite

With Aphrodite on my side, I won’t lose this fight

For me you will feel and cry

They tell you to watch your step

but I calculate your course

and It leads right to me

I’ll let you approach thinking you have all the control

Your hands touch mine and lead me home

My dress drops to the floor

You remove my panties

And kiss my lips

Here comes the rain

 In a chair in the middle of the floor

I climb on top of you

And you enter me with strong armory

My legs wrap around your waist

I can see the pleasure in your face

You thought you had your heart protected

with a shield

But here comes the flames

I scream an ecstasy

Because I knew you had no chance against this pussy

The sweat falls from your head

As the heat rises between me and you

I won’t stop

There are hours ahead

To extract all the energy from inside you

You took who I was for granted

You thought you really could win

I’m a woman and I know what I’m capable of

I was made for a man to love

And you will after tonight

Because I’m the only one who can ease your pain

I’m flowing through your veins

Go on relax and let it happen

You can’t extinguish it

You and I are both weak against the flames

I’ve romanced your psyche

The blueprint instructs my every move

Against my seduction there’s not much you can do

So lay back and find yourself in me

Send up the white flag

Surrender, you’ve lost to my sex and magic

The most deadly charms

Now that it’s all said and done

You know that I’m the one

You’ve just died in my arms

Psychosis has set in

Your soul lies in my hands

As I walk away

 I give it to the fire

Let it burn Let it burn

It’s hard for me lately to make it out to my favorite hot spots, because of my new new and his hot sex.Yes I have a new new and it’s going well. He is extremely smart and sophisticated which makes him the sexiest man alive. No it’s not a love thang but a hot and heavy friendship fuck me all night thang.

I decided to find someone far from the bullshit that I was dealing with; and I wanted a man in my age group who could keep our relationship private. Because of this, we get along well and the sex is outstanding. I would rather hang out with my lover at home and walk around naked with high heels than hang out at any club.  We still have our freedom and there is no pressure for anything else. He’s exactly what I needed, just good old fashion sex, respect, and fun. Sometimes we hit the strip clubs or sometimes we go to dinner and the museum; I’m a big art fan. We even Skype Janet at night with her man and have a friendly sexual competition. He is down for my freaky side and tells me how much he appreciates it. I think someone’s been reading my blog.

He is spontaneous and wild. Just the other night we met on Boca Raton beach in the dark tunnel near Spanish River. It was cold and windy, but the hour of public sex was hot and steamy. In fact, we’ve fucked in a couple of restaurant bathrooms from Boca to Miami. Let’s just say Blue Martini has the perfect bathroom stalls on Monday and Tuesdays; the place is is a ghost town. I love showing up over to his house in nothing but an overcoat and fuck me heels or my infamous cop uniform. And the weekends we spend locked up in the house, I don’t think it can get any better. We love to watch hot porn and copy everything in the movie.

His body tastes amazing. His chocolate self is so addictive I rarely think of fucking other men. Honestly, I’m not trying to sleep with anyone else. I mean of course there is Chicago and Louisiana but I rarely see them. Me and Mr. Aventura are both seeing other people so we are taking a break right now. But he’s always a phone call away.  Even though I’m not in love or thinking about going there, I’m really happy with him.  Frequent orgasms and 69s, I feel like I’m in heaven. I can’t wait for our weekend getaway to the Keys. Maybe I let my in town friends meet him soon or maybe not.

I lay naked in the middle the bed

as he stands at the end staring

“Open your legs” he commands

I slightly move my feet apart

“No further, as wide as you can,” he insists

My legs stretch from corner to corner

He walks to the night stand, opens the draw, and pulls out my double A self- pleasure

“I want to watch you,” he whispers

“The shake and twitch of your body

how you gasp for breath with each vibration

the way your eyes struggle to stay focused.

Show me how to make you cum”

“Take it; do as I ask,” he demands

He places it in my hand and turns it on

It moves rapidly in my palm

From this, I’m soaking wet

I begin as he wishes

He glares down between my thighs

He hardens until he can no longer stand the material of his pants

He removes them quickly

I feel the replicating pulsation up and down on my clit as I rotate the soft silicon

He moves closer straddling himself across my breast

  placing his hardness over my lips

Back and forth he sways

Then slowly he enters my mouth

I suck him deep briefly before he releases himself

He moves back down to the edge of the bed

Still watching me

He kisses my thighs as I experience convulsions from the vibrating friction

He licks my lips then gently sucks them

 I continue to pleasure myself

My heart races faster and faster

I can breathe no more

My mind lost

My soul is free

He inflicts another sweet paralysis

4 years ago I voted for Hillary Clinton to be the democratic candidate for president not Obama. Women did not receive the right to vote until 1920 regardless of color where black men received the right to vote in 1865. The south did not allow blacks to vote until 1964 because the of the civil rights act. Women were beaten, starved and killed because they protested for their right to vote.
WOMEN KNOW YOUR HISTORY.

I wasn’t looking for love, but here it is. I’ve met my equal in every way. My green-eyed lover is smart, sexy, charming and adventurous. A while back the girls and I wrote a list of what we were looking for in a man, and he has met all the criteria. The most important thing is that he can keep up with me in the bedroom or any place we decide to have sex. He’s willing to do anything to please me and he enjoys my kinky side. Like last night we called Emmanuelle and her new new for a little Skype foursome action. Each couple tells the other couple what to do. E and I decided to make a bet to see which one of us could make our men cum first from oral sex. We both think we have the best oral skills and we wanted to prove it. Who won? Wouldn’t you like to know! Wink

I found someone who loves my girls as much as I do. He accepts my lifestyle and deeply cares for me. I’m not the type of woman who needs to be in a relationship. In fact, that’s why I created LIBERATED SLUT, to show women we can have great careers and great sex without love or marriage; and still feel happy and fulfilled. However, if it’s right and fits into the great life I’ve already established; then I will open up to the possibilities.  He confesses his loves me every day we’re together and I have to admit he has my heart.  Like the girls and I discuss, we don’t believe in rushing or defining love. We want things to happen naturally. I don’t worry about the future because I’m too busy living in the present. I don’t want to miss out on what’s going on right now.

I’ve made a few changes without realizing it. Usually I spend my weekends out on the town, but now I prefer staying home in bed cuddled up with his hard fit body. From Saturday to Sunday I experience multiple orgasms and gourmet home cooked food. Yes he’s an amazing chef as well, which is great since the only thing I know how to cook is soup. This is New York, we don’t cook. We have 24hour delivery for everything. I feel bad that I haven’t kept my normal ladies night schedule. But, my girls are amazing; they will always wait on me.  We will never let men come between us and we appreciate when one of us finds an amazing dick. It keeps the conversations interesting. This week, I promise to make time for you Sandra and May. We have to catch up!  I’m passionately in love and my girls are happy. I couldn’t ask for anything more

The truth is
anytime I think of you, see you, hear your name
this pussy get wets
Damn I watch you walk pass
Sexiness in the purest form
That imagery
I gather it up quickly
and at the end of the night
I’m gonna take it home with me
Linger in it over candles and wine
during nasty private early morning time
I’m going to romance this body in the fantasy
Of fucking you
My fingers will  invade me hard and manly like I want you to do
I’m going to stretch these legs to highest clouds in the a.m. sky
I’m going to pretend it’s you smacking this ass and caressing these thighs
“I’ll whisper damn this pussy is good girl” and scream your name along with “yeah boy destroy that shit”
at the same time.
I’ll climax and fall asleep holding myself
like it’s your embrace

True
This really could be me and you
From a distance
on looks alone
You have all the right attributes
But like usual
When you finally approach me and speak
Your attitude is rude and disrespectful
Your lines are weak
Always making me feel degraded and cheap
My desire turns cold
my pussy gets real dry
I get frustrated and wonder why I even try
And like I do every time I interact with you
I end the conversation with “fuck you asshole goodbye!”
I storm out with nothing but this fake concept of you in my sexual imagination for another session of intoxicated masturbation