Write to Live, Live to Write

At first I was with one man. I was with that same man for seven years.Only him now I jump from bed to bed. Thinking I wont allow myself to get hurt if I keep my love bottled up. I keep it sealed tight in a jar in the bottom closet. No one is allowed to touch that jar. My heart is cold as ice but I allow myself to feel good, sex feels good to me hurting people make me feel good.

To see a man cry over me because I wont spend time with him. How I make him feel after I allow him to sleep

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I stand in nothing but my black satin robe and black chain linked stilettos.
Alpha Phi sweeps me off of my feet, my hair flies and falls over my eye, leaving just enough for me to see, Capt hook and Mandingo follow him through my threshold. My heart skips a beat, I am now being carried to the bedroom.
Where all of my fantasies are about to unfold before me. I hear the door being closed behind us, and the click of the locks. Mmm, I smell them, I am getting high off of their aromas.The three of th… Continue

Hassan comes through the door, I hear the deep thumps of his Timberlands hitting the hardwood floor.His keys hit the table next the door. As I stand in the bedroom butt naked from the soothing cucumber melon bath, my body still dripping wet, with fragrant beads of water. I anticipate him walking through the door, and seeing me standing pussy throbbing awaiting his big hands to touch me all over my body. I hear his steps getting closer and closer, His steps so confident, his swagger so fly, slow… Continue

When in relationships alot of time I think people use the four letter word to freely. Some people dont realize the total impact of the word until they feel the other person is being to clingy or to demanding. Some people fall in love or so they say, after good sex. I call that lust. Many people have not experienced good sex and cant control themselves when then someone puts it on them. I am quite sure everyone has been a witness to that. I bet you are thinking about that person right now. But af… Continue

As I sit here thumbing through my black book,
Trying to find the right hook, I need to get off, I need to bust.
My walls pulsate from the thought of a long hard rod,
I got to get off and the toy aint gone do. “Shit I need a strong back,”
Not just any dick will do. I wonder if I should call Capt hook,
He knows how to hit my G.Spot, umm, sending splashes of orgasmic waves
that covers the both of us, while he continues to surf through my walls of love.
Or maybe I should call, my fraternity brother.… Continue