YOU OPENED THE KEY TO MY HEART

I remember the first day we met just like it was yesterday

My heart was so guarded then

Afraid of being hurt yet another time

Extremely cautious of not letting  anyone get to close to me as I always end up losing a friend

But you, you were… relentless in your pursuit of me

but patiently waited until  I was complete- Emotionally

You opened the key to my heart….

I remember our first date at the coffee shop..(giggles)

Just a short distance from here

We sat there sipping on Mocha Latte Frappucinos

While,  Laughing our asses off  at the “SILLIEST”  “MOST INSIGNIFICANT”   things

I remember how we even cried right there, together

sharing life’s joys and pains,

successes and failures,

 victories and defeats

I could feel your heart communicating with mine

Never-Judging

or looking down on me  for making  foolish mistakes in my past,

that’s now in the past

You opened the key to my heart….

When I am walking around the house with no make up on

in jeans, sweats and a t-shirt  looking real average

you never fail to remind me of  just how beautiful and lucky you are to have me and I vice versa

The spontaneous “I love you’s” and

smiley face text msgs or the-

“I’m just calling to check in” or

“just thinking about  you” phone calls

are all  confirmations of  how much you care about my feelings

While respecting my emotional character and vibrations as a woman

You opened the key to my heart….

For all the times you rubbed my feet (with the aloe vera and shea butter mixture) after an exhausting day of  work

Prepared me a home cooked meal

served with  a glass of my favorite wine

along with A fresh bouquet of my favorite flowers , candles and gourmet chocolates 

arranged about the room 

reassures me that I am your queen

You opened the key to my heart…

Listening to my overly hypersensitive emotional babble

even during that time of the month,

Careful,  Not to make comments about  the gossip surrounding my coworkers

Instead- grabbing my hands to speak a word of  fervent prayer

EVEN- when you KNOW,  they have WRONGED ME !

You opened the key to my heart...
It is  your ability to always see the good in people,

while finding the positives in a negative

are the reasons why
our Love has withstood the test of time

This day and forever more…

Magical Night In The Big Apple Mature Content

I must say that I have had many great lovers

But none can compare to the magnetic spell that you cast over me

One touch from you sends my “caramel brown” womanly silhouette swaying and moving like a sexy marionette with your masculine hands being a trained puppet master.

Handling me like a robot being controlled with a remote, your hands and my body move synonymously at exactly the same time defining harmony and putting the most exalted   orchestra to shame

 Warm secretions from my sweet “hello kitty” love box below begins slowly streaming like an unpredictable rain shower in Spring -time wetting up every thing in its path

The quiet release of clear liquid begins gushing from my body, “completely”, saturating my tiny black lace g- string La Perla panties

With panties soaking wet enough to wring out by hand, I place both of your skilled fingers in my pussy to give you a sweeter experience sailing “first class” on my warm currants of love…Intently and intensely, I observe your face watching you lick your lips in sheer delight while carefully biting down on your bottom lip in a sadistic animalistic kind of way…

At the sight of this, I voluntarily remove your hand from “the down under”  bringing both fingers up to my lips slowly  outlining the “V”  tainting my own tongue with the residue of  my female juices

I  become so aroused and turned on breathing in the sweet potion of my own pussy that I began to suck both of your moist fingers becoming a ravenous lioness feasting on her and her cub’s evening meal for the day…


Part 2 of Late Nite Conversations tomorrow...

Erotic Bliss

Laying in bed butt ass naked…

Fat brown pussy peeking out exposed

Rubbing my brown fingers up and down the slit of my wet opening

 Growing more excited, I push my index finger deeper inside my warm tunnel of love thinking about how good it feels when you love me horizontally like you do

The way you tease and taunt me confidently  “bogaurding”  your way in

Inconsiderately content at parking yourself at the entrance of the front door of my garage selfishly not giving a damn about the long line of others waiting!!

5 4 3 2 1 …I nervously await  the full throttle of your powerful rocket being launched onto my  beautiful brown galactic island of sensual  femininity . 

Now begins our moment in time of pure cosmic sexual unification when I… never want to leave you and you me

Faster than a  Metaphysicst   using distance over time to calculate Speed

Louder than the infamous Mississippi Mass  choir singing at just the right time …we establish perfect  harmony with only two members, you and I

At that moment I wish I could morph into you literally becoming one with you...burying my nose into the crevice of your manly chest I breathe in deeply almost as an act of trying to swallow your presence

Trying to capture the essence of this magical moment that seems like  one  in which only you and I can create..there in your bed

My breathing grows more intently feeling you as you  play puppet with your dick teasing the inside of my plump pink pussy lips

Laying on top of me carefully not to insert all of you…u wait until just the right moment to penetrate me exciting me fully

I caress the back of your arms as you skillfully use them as a crutch to lift  yourself up  helping you to submerge yourself deeper underwater  into  my warm waters of oceanic tranquility…

Sweat starts to slowly pour from your forehead to the inside creases of your chest signaling that the time has  arrived for us both to experience this pleasurable orgasmic spiritual journey

Levitating to higher  ascension and remaining their until loads of  huge  meteorites spontaneously shower  from  deep within you

Nerve endings are awakened pores are open sounds are heightened every part of our bodies are in calibration experiencing the magic being created here in this bed

I watch your eyes admiring my brown thighs and big bowlegs that are spread eagle with you sandwiched in between them …

Almost in an erotic whisper you ask me whose pussy this is and I without hesitation whisper  back yours yours daddy..and at that very moment I can see you preparing for landing…

To ensure a satisfactorily and pleasurable one I release and let go and we peacefully sail to a place called erotic paradise…

After a smooth landing  we both unbuckle or seat belts, take a deep breath and crawl out of the cockpit happy , refreshed and intently waiting until the next time that we can fly high above the clouds of Erotic Bliss

War of The Sexes-Mature Content

The way he loves me ,

I mean…

The way he does me …

Feels like love…

or maybe it’s just me wishing that it was

   More than what it was

 when he fucks me like he does

maybe I should  just try and suck it up and  take it like a man!

but Ive  never been a man???

yet I know some of us women have been made to feel

 like we CAN…

do everything that a man CAN  

and learn to do it

 better than he CAN

and then SOME!

All: WHILE BEING BLACK AND KEEPING IT oh so SEXY!!!!

  He’s quick to  boast “ I need a Black woman that knows  what she wants..”

Yet she turns around with a fierce neck roll and says”but its okay Mr Black man when you don’t? but one thing is for damn sure

they want it all  and I mean – EVERYTHING!

them bills paid on time,

with a meal prepared in dem heels- just right,

a woman whose hair and nails is always on point

hitting the gym despite him keeping her up all night

no sleep for days waking up looking sleep derived and tangled eyed

Cici shaking the side of the bed

saying she got the pink eye

while Trevon  at the foot  of the bed

telling a long drawn out “sho-nuff”  lie 

Tired.. all because  of a late night fuck session with my Husband

Yes I said it ladies with my Husband!

Which wasn’t on today’s list of things  to do, Ugh!

see but we gotta do it  and seal that shit with da forehead kiss

because  a scandalous woman  comes a dime a dozen prowling with great ambition trying steal your mans wallet  and his  dick

see the war of the sexes has gotten  downright pathetic and highly disrespecting

cousins fucking cousins, these days,  you cant tell a woman from a man

everybody’s crossing  the line in twenty-ten

setting up lil’ communities, fuckin’ each other’s man and best friends

we don’t respect

the “union of RESPECT” and matrimony wears alias!

the instant cure for fixing marital problems these days is all in a quick numbing pain pill called divorce

then  chasing it on down with a stiff shot of tequila called   I’ll take half”

the songs that seems to be on replay, repeat  and in everybody’s ipod seems to be  something along the lines of love don’t live here anymore or servin’ dem papers

see the term irreconcilable differences wears a 3 pieced double breasted pen striped suit with a pimp hat and gators

while underneath his clothes “he got on the the real truth” called We Just Can’t Get The Fuck Along Anymore!!!

She just doesn’t please me like she use to

He just don’t teast me like he use too

She never gives me Sex me anymore

He never tells me he loves me anymore

see the war of the sexes has gotten  downright pathetic and highly disrespecting

cousins fucking cousins, these days,  you cant tell a woman from a man

everybody’s crossing  the line in twenty-ten

setting up lil’ communities, fuckin’ each other’s man and best friends

u got Jody Slippin out the back door on one hand ,

Yolunda easing in the front on the other

His family lying bout his whereabouts including his mother and great grandmother-

(Along with his Cousin Nem’)

“Hell-o Baby…Well, we ain’t seen him since the early part of the day”

But I know she lying because my mother always told me  whenever I feel a little uneasy about what he’s doing to  get on my knees to pray  

So when u get the feeling that he may be creeping

 dig a little deeper

and the universe always has a way of confirming what you’ve been thinking

 cuz see…

 the war of the sexes has gotten  downright pathetic and highly disrespecting

cousins fucking cousins, these days,  you cant tell a woman from a man

everybody’s crossing  the line in twenty-ten

setting up lil’ communities, fuckin’ each other’s man and best friends

Boy, THANK GOD FOR DILDO’S!!!

Head Fantasy: Mature Audience Only

Sitting here in a fire engine red lace bra and panty set

Thinking of you crawling between my thighs

No Lubrication necessary as I manufacture and secrete my own natural juices

With one finger inside…almost instantly slippery wet as u began probing the first layer of acquainting yourself with me- internally

My upper torso and diaphragm begins to rise up and down resembling that of an exorcism, or the  casting out of demons,  with  my eyes  rolling  back and forth ( fading to Black)  in and out of  the conscious realm

 I have now began to move my  voluptuous Carmel  body closer to the edge of the Chase to meet your manly hands  as you gently slide one and then two  more fingers into my  overly saturated pussy…

Damn girl u been missing Pretty Eyes,  huh?

Your dick begins to bulge visibly through your linen pants rising like Mama Payne’s fresh homemade buttered biscuits

You place  both of your hands on me starting a massage like  motion  from  my ankles  pausing  a moment to  trace the small tattoo of a star being cradled by a moon  while working your way pass my shins  stopping only  to plant two  light butterfly  kisses on the back of each one of my  knees  with the final destination  at the juicy part of my legs and upper thigh

You then glide your  hands and tongue  skillfully  down my lower back stopping to focus on the sexy arch that dips connecting  my lower back and ass

Passionately  I take both of your hands in mine and  guide you to a more specialized area where healing hands and lips have been neglected….baby lick me here  and here and here…

Almost like a slave to my command like a quartet singing on queue you shove me back down parting both of my brown thighs exposing my perfectly shaven kitty kat  that bears the initial beginning the first letter of your name.

Throwing my defined legs over your shoulders you go down on me like it were you last meal before doing a  long stint of fed time Voluntarily my legs fall apart this way…. and…. that a way… mesmerized by the way you gorge your snake like tongue deeper inside of my warm pink flesh… 

My body slowly grows more excited watching your tongue perform a sexy oral strip tease up and down the slit of my Pussy tasting the woman that lives DEEP within me. Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice is being discovered between the strong Walls of my Vagina..I place both of my hands on the sides of your head and start to lightly massage your temples and pecan broad shoulders as you sensually feast on my Love.

I move my body in rhythm with your tongue…up and down,  side to side, round and round I’m fucking your mouth like it was your dick trembling and shaking WITH my pussy and your tongue taking center stage. The curtain falls with the  release of my clear white nectar skeeting  fast and then slow dripping from your lips...  Nigga I want you to  feel me I say seductively.  I want youuuuu.. to acquaint yourself with the spirit that dwells  deep within me,  even before physical pieces of me existed…go down deeper… far deeper than I have allowed any man to explore, way deeper  until cosmic bonds and souls collide

Observe every atom, every fiber, every cell every  hurt, every disappointment, every broken promise, every  stifled dream, …know me from the outside in and then start all over  giving me  that bomb ass head  once mo’ again and again

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Receiving love back from you seems like an incomprehensible task…               

No matter how much I show you I love you, say it a trillion times over…

you never react, never are aroused, never moved…

I tell you babe my love will NOT continue to be abused, neglected, or taken for granted..As you know the God Book says that when a man finds a woman he finds a good thing…

I knew when I came outta my mothers womb and took my first breath of fresh air that I was a unique and rare gem.

Yet I felt in my bones that my life would be difficult yet triumphant

Dark yet filled with meaningful purpose,

And although I have experienced many struggles in life I have always felt like I possessed that Iucky green four leaf clover that my mama kept in the Bible for safe keeping  

I am a great woman that only a great man could recognize and appreciate..

A strong man that has a vision and can cultivate our love taking it to the next level..

A caring man  that is not  afraid to show me his hand who does not hold his cards close to his chest protecting his feelings first and then mine

A Honest man that does not  hold his Ace of Spades waiting to throw it down by the end of the game after he has first peeked a look into my hand

Nor does he hold on to his “Draw Four Card”  or 
“Change The Color to Red or Blue” just right before his opponent yells-UNO!

My prince charming will recognize me as being the very air he breaths and the nourishment needed to sustain life

He will feel as though he could live off my words like he was being served a hearty, robust 3 course meal

My love will hear the authenticity of my voice and distinctively recognize it in a dark room of other stunningly beautiful women

He will see the rare essence of my beauty even after being accurately diagnosed with the severest of eye afflictions

My words are the reset button recharging his thoughts and spirit at the end of a hectic day 

I am a well of the pure drinking water in a dry desert

A diary giving him a place to reveal all his hidden fantasies, and erotic dreams so sinister  that he otherwise felt that he would have to carry  to the grave

My embrace is a secret haven of safety

An exclusive Couture garment  made from the finest Egyptian silks designed especially for him with wear so light and perfect that it feels like a second layer of skin, barely there

Preserving your Passion

In the first grade, our tall teacher asked us:
How many artist are in the class we all raised our hands.  Four years later, our short, stern art instructor asked the same question and only one third of the same class responded by raising their hands. 


By the seventh grade, we were down to one sixth of the class and finally by our senior year, only two out of the original 25 raised their hands.  


What happened across twelve years" had we been sucker punched with self doubt about our artistic talents"  At the start of our schooling, our parents gave frequent positive feedback and thumbs up about our artwork of 'stick figures' and hand prints" dipped in paint   as they proudly displayed our renderings on the refrigerator.  Somewhere along the path of our elementary education, some person or teacher pointed out a mistake with the red pen of death, and  we  began focusing on these comments rather than our passion for drawing and our love of artistic expression.  


The presumed mistakes manifested themselves into, I can't draw.  I'm not an artist.  We internalized the criticism and forever gave up on some of the best talent that  2 to 5 year old children had developed. 


The moral I am trying to make in this short writing is whatever you are passionate about never let anyone steal that from you.  Don't allow someone's negativity to get inside your  head and  stop you from doing what you love.  


In conclusion. listen to your own inner voice and have the "gumption' to believe that you can chase your own passion. Foster and intimacy about your own skills and confidently build from your fist level of success.