Headache

He was more like the kind of man you saw in your fantasies. Never would a man like him -- so perfect, so divine be something of a realty. He had a voice that demanded instant attention. That voice made my vagina come alive, it was deep with a raspy Brooklyn accent and had the power to destroy all of my rational thinking. He had tattoos. Tattoos all over his back, chest and arms. He was brown skin. He stood at a solid six feet. He had a masculine face. His jaw line was very pronounced, and his eyes dominated his face. His lips were nothing short of perfection...and his back! Oh, his BACK gave me LIFE! He had a six pack that let me know he was no stranger to the gym. His legs were toned and confirmed that he was all about his squats. His arms were nice, long and strong. His dick was phenomenal! Not too long and not too short. His penis matched his body as if he was manufactured by a woman. He knew more about a woman's body than a woman. He knew how to touch me when we spoke. He knew what to say and more importantly, how to say it. He knew what I was thinking, when I wasn't sure myself. He knew how to calm me down and he knew how to put me in my place. His charming smile was more dangerous than a drunk driver. Sexy is an understatement for this man. The night we did our deed was something I'll never forget...

This is an excerpt from a book I have been writing for what seems like the beginning of time. I'd love to get some feedback on it. Let me know what you think. Thanks for stopping by...enjoy!!!

Such Liars!!!

I find it amazing how sex changes the relationship between two people in a matter of seconds (NO PUN INTENEDED). A man will bend over backwards, deal with bullshyt, deprive himself of happiness in some cases just to enter the vagina of the woman he wants. I was told that if a man wants to have sex with a woman, he doesn’t need to like her, he just puts up a front to gain access to her vagina. If a man wants to have sex with a woman he will lie, deceive, and deny her of the truth in order to get what he wants. If a man wants to have sex with a woman he becomes the complete opposite of who he is in order to sleep with her. This may be old news to you all but I’m flabbergasted. Not because I didn’t know this, not because I’m angry, but because me (the woman) has absolutely no say in what is transpiring. We are lied to and are forced to make decisions that have no concrete basis behind it. That’s some straight up bullshyt! This is why I tell my friends and sometimes strangers, never to sleep with a man until YOU (THE WOMAN) are ready. So when he turns into another person five minutes later you can always say “the decision was mine”. IM. SO. OVER. MEN. AND. THEIR. BULLSHYT. … thanks for reading readers, I had to get that off my chest…carry on

Him

When you can still smell him.
When it doesn't matter if he calls you the next day.
When you constantly have flashbacks of that faithful night.
When his voice makes everything feel better.
When his lips make your knees buckle.
When his eyes undress you.
When his touch makes you forget all your morals and home values.
When you can't focus on anything else but his dick.
When you can't think of anything else but him inside you.
When his flaws become invisible.
When the sound of his moan means everything to you.
When your vagina calls him without your lips saying a word.
When your tongue gets heavy at the thought of his beautiful face.
When his skin glows while he’s on top of you.
When his tongue quenches your thirst.
When his fingers give your body a mind of its own.
When your coochie tingles at the sound of his name.
When no one else matters but your time alone with him.
When his lips are pressed up against your neck, all your problems disappear.
When. You're. With. Him.


***Inhales…*** Ladies…Dwell on that, and leave your comments… ***Exhales and sips wine***