Unique Real Talk: Dayum Ma Bad

When our eyes locked I felt a connection with your soul,

Truth be told

I was having freaky fantasies of kissing you from head to toe.

Who is that woman really? I really wanted to know.

It was then I notice the ring she wore,

My spirit was tore

but one glance at her lips, her eyes, her golden thighs

My spirit mend,

Hell' she was flirting back maybe she's in need of a new friend.

I know I know play too with fire you get burned,

A lesson taught is a lesson learned.

Yeah Yeah Whatever

I approached her.

She didn't respond, "You so fine baby but I'm committed".

That's fine lil lady the pleasure was all mine

maybe some other lifetime we can kick back & unwind.

As I turned around to my surprise she was more than just some butt

(With excitement & cute giggle)

I thought "would a committed woman do such a thing?"

Damn that ring!

How did I find you?

She has not responded to the "venue",

My mental physical thought is to be continued

Unique Thoughts: The Plan

Planning my move to get u in bed

I was too foward from what I had said

my off da plate must've been too much for u

therefore I'll tone it down no doubt 4 u

and tell meekly how u put size to my rise

girl I grow inches just from your brown thighs

so I guess I'll start with a massage of your feet

kissing them slowly sucking them sweet

glance at those pools revealing your soul

wash my hands cleanly and start on my roll

caress your thighs softly and kiss on that mole

lick northly where wet and dine from your bowl

committing my knowhow in things of pleasure

I give u my all to no preknown measure

lick clit to the left and then on the top

and swallow your juices refusing to stop

gently I'd place u in my erect lap

and hit all your pleasures without a mere map

standing I'd hold u your bottom I'd cup

stroking you longly until you erupt

I'd let you turn coyly upon on both knees

and stroke you behindly in search of your please

and when you're exhausted and bout to give way

I'd turn you around to have my big day

I want your reaction as I cum to climax

to see your eyes light up as I give the wax

as wildly I stroke you for your final cum

I"m planning for next time that you give me some

Reformed Hoe Confession: Regrets

Don’t remember all their names or what they did

Forget reminiscing unless she is one of the best or the worse

Learning as I go along

But all experiences are not worth it

And I live with regrets

Emotions got in the way sometimes

Got addicted a few times

Hid my mental status a while

Or I just didn’t want to fuck them but I did

Whether out of pity, boredom, or just because

Still living with regrets

The best of the best is getting hard to get in contact with sometimes

Have to learn to let them go

(becasuse I know sexual relations don’t always last)

And the worse of the worse,

I try to avoid at all costs

Delete names, email, profiles (because if there is nothing there, why bother?)

No romance, no passion, no desire, no chemistry, no orgasms, nothing

Nothing, but regrets

Wish I didn’t fuck her because she was a friend

But if I didn’t do this or that, she would still be around

Shoulda left this one alone because she was a hmmm, an ididot, but….

Or just wasn’t attracted or all that into them

Sex without (total) emotions or thought, just actions

Acting out a role that I’m more interested in you than I really am

Changing adctors every day, every week, hardly no repeats

Easily replacable chick (unless you was this one_

And I went from 1 to 100 or so and so on and so on

Living with regrets

As I slowly approach 40

Wanting quality over quantity

Matching exact faces to real names

With amazing memories of our sessions

Cumming over and over again

-repeatedly_

-wanting, craving, touching, kissing

Marinating in each other’s juices bcecause we both desire to,

Not have to, obligated to, or bored enough to

Just want to

And less regrets

10,000 regrets

Unique Real Talk: By Way of Re-Introduction

My mouth is always so dry afterwards

And

I hunger

That hunger is deep

From passion’s play

From the deep

Diversion

Parents to our desires

Open at the low south gate

I hide my scepter in the temple

Of your wonders

Sound the trumpets

For the shrine heaves

Bursting at its seams

And

I worship you from my knees

I WORSHIP YOU FROM MY KNEES

Praise spoken in tongues as olden

As

Humankind

Phraseology

Human and kind

Yours and mine

And written in the hieroglyphs

Lit by love’s flame

Etched in the walls

By the same

Hands

That holds us to our word

Syllabic

Linguistic

Distinct

Pronounced

Eros idioms

Rest your temple

On the root

Of the Word

It’s a hard utterance

Erect from life’s blood

Flow

Rest upon its pulse

Can you feel my heartbeat

At the foot of your pulpit

The sword of the Land

Dividing

Devising

Multiple orgasms

The shrine heaves

Bursting at the seams

Taking your pleasure from me

Sublime moments like these

Springing from

The root of lyrical seduction

By way of re-introduction!

Unique Real Talk: Dear Pussy (just a open letter)

As I sit here in this chair sipping. My mind wanders.....no particular situation... just the entirety of you and I. I view mentally a collage of situations, circumstances and instances and I smile.
Hmmm taste so smooth… Kind of like when I swallow your juices, just so warm, makes me get a rush like the one I get when I savor your tingling clit. I cherish hearing you call on God as my tongue takes away your soul. Hearing you hiss as I take the edge off your needs is a special delightful feeling. I love to please you almost as much as I love being pleased by you.


As I think you have become quite a fixture in my world, like the perfect piece of art that accents an already nicely decorated room, you've added a piece of art or two to me. You make me smile and that is always a good thing. But then at night, you seem to illuminate the darkness like the moonlight. In my world you cascade over the rigid pleasure tree of my love forrest and create a truly beautiful scene. Whoa, I am giving myself the chills. mmmmmmmmm but it feels good.


Almost as good as your juices taste when I lick your lips and pay tribute to the super engorged pearl of joy. After you let out wave after wave of tremors from the pleasure of this experience we can still laugh at the evergoing argument.... who gets the horniest? You seem to win every time while showing how you want me. I relish the warmth of your skin as I lay with you curled up in my arms. I am beyond satisfied. You caress me and I always smile, you stir that fire inside me, always.... Night time is the right time, morning is so much better. But anytime is nothing less than wonderful for us


A new day


A new way more time to play… remember that ......


Do you know how many times you run through my mind per day, per hour, per minute? If I got paid for every thought of you I would be rich because


thinking of you is all I seem to do. Certain songs trigger a thought. Certain foods make me want to be near you. Two grown ass people calling each other pet names, on the phone talking shit about what we're going to do, playing love songs and singing to each other. But when we are alone we are grown sexy ass animals.

Damn


I need to see you…!


Remember the first time shocked hell out of us both we aint been right since but, we have been wrong in the best of places and ways. You know I'm still trying to remember when exactly I claimed this joy as ours exclusively. Perhaps for me was it the time I cried because loving you felt so damn good and so right. Oh shit, you didn't know about that. I've gotta lay of this congac. Was it when you made the mistake of actually saying it and I told you the same and said, I aint scared to fill it. Who gives a damn who is to blame all that matters is that we, you and me are and us and we have JOY… damn, I want you ...... then again I probably just need some of you.


Unique Detail

Unique Flashback: Super Bowl Sunday

As the sun rose, a smile crept across my face, when I awoke. I clicked on the TV and started watching the hype. It was the glory day for a football fan like myself, Super Bowl Sunday. My boys and I chipped in $100 a piece. We had planned everything for the party. Jo-Jo had a 65" big screen. Chris was a chef, so he did all the cooking. Each of us brought our favorite easy chair to the lodge to relax and enjoy the game. We spared no expense and paid special attention to each and every detail.


Mentally, I was double checking my party details. She was laying on her stomach, her face was away from me. I was lost in my thoughts when I felt her hand slowly creep up my leg and her grasp of my member caught me off guard. As she began to stroke my morning erection, my thoughts quickly changed. Last night I tried to start something with her after we came in from the club, but she was too tired and too drunk to wanna do anything, so this mornings actions surprised me. I closed my eyes, and enjoyed her soft hands. As I moaned from the pleasure she would change her tempo, adding to the pleasure. I felt her turn over in the bed, so I wasn't shocked to feel the warmth of her velvet mouth. I moan in appreciation, as the sensations built to a fever pitch. She swallowed me to my base and swirled her tongue around my hardness. I always love it when she deep throats me as her tongue worked its magic around. Her hand drifted down my shaft and kneaded my balls. I opened my eyes and looked down at her. She smiled around my cock, but never stopped working me. She kept at me until I warned her.


She moaned "uh..ah"


Once I erupted, she drank down all of it without missing a drop. She came off my cock with a pop and licked her lips like she had finished a gourmet meal. Without saying a word she climbed on top of me. She held my renewed hard-on with one hand and spread the lips to her cunt with the other. She teasingly lowered herself onto me cock. Not all at once. She eased down a little bit, then rose back up. When I thrust upwards trying to fully enter her, she would rise up higher. This was maddening torture. I finally couldn't take any more. I reached and grabbed her breasts. Covered with her silky nightgown, my desperate grab became a soft stroke with the material. Her moans from the feeling confirmed my thoughts, this was all about her pleasure now. I continued playing with her hard nipples with the silky garb. I had reached my limit with this teasing and on her next upstroke, I grabbed her hips and held her still and thrust as hard as I could upwards until I felt her pelvis touch mine. I began my tempo, fast and steady. I assaulted that pussy like it was the last piece I was ever going to get. Her moans, turned to groans, her groans turned into yelps and finally her yelps turned into screams as her orgasm hit her like a ton a bricks. Having spit already, my cum was far from erupting. I kept pounding her until sweat beaded on my forehead. She tried to roll off of me, but I tightened my grip on her hips. Her cum was leaking like a sieve down my shaft and soaking the sheets. Finally, my orgasm was approaching, so I flipped her onto her back. The change of position change the feeling and stopped my release, if only temporary. I raised her legs onto my shoulders, and moved my hips, striving to hit her bottom again. My hips began to piston faster and faster. Her long hair was striking my face as her head tossed back and forth. Her grip on my shaft became stronger, her orgasms were coming so rapidly they must have felt like one. Her tightening brought me back to the brink of my release. When it finally did hit, I bellowed. Tired and cramping over came me as I filled her. I collapsed on top of her. I kept pistoning in and out until my hardness slipped from her cunt. I nipped and nibbled at her neck. She cooed as our breathing returned to normal. When I rolled off of her and began to watch the pregame hype again, my mind returned to thinking about details for the party once again.


What a way to start SUPER BOWL SUNDAY!!!!

Unique Mental: A WOMANS WATERFALL

Oh shit she goin crazy

I know she cummin aint no maybees
As i laid back and hit that

While my chest was to her back

We're both facing the cieling

She says that she never felt this feeling

You damn right it's a real thing

That make her squirm and squeel thing

The back of my neck, shoulders, and feet are the only thing on the bed

As I maintain the motion of my mushroom head

When I raise up i'm inside

As we come down I slide

almost all the way outside

Of her joy and pride

After some time passed she began to rush

Increasing her wind while I sped up my thrust

And then a contracting convulsion

A warm wet downpour expulsion

Running down both sides of my waist over my balls and even past her ass up onto my stomach

It started streaming and spraying the walls and closet

She said "I cant stop myself from cummin"

She moaned and screamed

"I want you to cum with me, cum in my cream"

And as she asked I began to tense up

Starting to grip her hips tighter I bust and bust and bust.

We collaspse on the bed and do nothing but pant and breathe.

It would be a least 10 hrs. before I would leave.

A Mess ..

My carnality is professed

When I ask to kiss your breast

While you get wonderfully undressed

You say I'm a mess

But you look at your chest

And we must confess

You are truly blessed

Just forget about the protest

That button is in a contest

Stretched open and in distress

By the fullness in your dress

And I am so very impressed

So a finger I gleefully invest

Near the center of your chest

To relieve the buttons stress

As it pops away from your dress

Gravity does the rest

As the twins spring forth with zest

My hands cup and caress

My thoughts now transgress

Your nipples I now molest

You shiver as I suggest

A tongue on each with finesse

And now you too are possessed

The sexual energy that was suppressed

Has all of you obsessed

And on a carnal quest

My loving you now request

No longer do you protest

You decide to divest

Your juices sweet and wet

As I play with your love nest

You're in heat and that's no jest

You quiver like you're distressed

Orgasms are professed

You croom like the winner at a songfest

Getting Dick is now your quest

So you moan like you're truly impressed

When Dick moves in like a wanted guest

And heads for an erotic conquest

Screams you can no longer suppress

As the walls of your valley ingest

And leads you to confess

This Dick just has to be the best

And as you're verbalize how you're blest

Dick squirts like a demon possessed

And now you even you must attest

Ole Dick has you mighty impressed

So I guess, I really am a mess.

Erotic Word Play: Flowin Wit Kim

I WANT....to be stroked, rubbed felt up and felt down

to have my nipples pinched and twirled round and round

to have my shoulders massaged and my back relaxed

and for somebody to smack that phat ass!!

to have my legs lifted and seperated

hell, fuck that bra, i feel liberated!!

to be kissed, licked, fucked and sucked

to the point where i feel inebriated

I WANT...> > my nipples sore because you couldnt suck them hard enuff

I WANT my pussy so swole> that it looks and feels puffed

I WANT...you to have to have me again and agian

until you and i both are out of wind...

I WANT... you to fuck me so hard

that i feel as if i had Yoga forthe first time in my back yard

I WANT... you to cum in me so deep that i can feel

the rythm that you beat

and the breath that you breath

I WANT... to feel that hard dick

fuck this pussy till i cant even lick my lips

to end thier drying tips

from the desire burning deep inside

waiting for you to ride this huge tide

of wanton sexuality

that resides in me... for I WANT only you

I DESIRE only you

I WANT to fuck only you

i WANT to caress only you

I WANT to be intimate with you

I WANT only to love you....

++++++++++++

I'll tell u what I want Give it to me missionary style

As your feet hit that headboard so I can see your smile

Give it to me from the back

Have those pillows stacked

So I can hear you yell and shout

Tell me don't fucken take it out!

Give it to me on the floor and than a chair

I'll take you for a ride Keep my ass in the air

Give it to me over hereGive it to me over there

Cuz the pussy is flaming

Give it to me everywhere

Give it to me let me hit that ass if u can handle the ride

While I massage your pussy and I slide inside

Give it to me

Give it to me I can handle quite a bit

Give it here I wanna swell that clit!!!

Any Man You Want

I can be the vision of every man for you -
I can be gentle or hard for you, too I can be flashy or even reserved -

I can do what is needed to calm you nerves.
I’m the best you’ve ever seen –

I can be Mr. Nice or plain motherfucking mean
I can be innocent or a nasty machine -

Treat you like a slut, or maybe my queen.
Indulge in you while you while you hold on tight, rock your world every night
Make you indulge me, do the damn thing right- have you baking cookies by candlelight.
This little story is for you to see – I’m every man you want me to be!
I can use a tongue, the “pleasure tree” or my bare hand
I can scratch that itch, have you squirming in the sand .
Bathe your pearl in pleasure so you always understand
No man can ever lay you – they cant do you like I can.
My worst is better than you EVER could get from another man
I am the premium version for you - hotter than red cayenne.
This little story is for you to see – I’m every man you need me to be!
Capable of being everything you desire
Butter for your croissant – a big log for your fire.
Your rock to build upon - your strength to carry on
The diamond in your ring, the song you want to sing
A lighthouse when you’re lost, your blanket in the frost
The precious air you breathe, supplier of all your needs.
This little story is for you to see – I’m every man you desire me to be!
A comedian for your laughter – your happily ever after So if you’ve got the nerve _
come on just say the word Anytime, yeah anyplace –
I’m ready, for your embrace In the rain, snow or dew –
I’m the man you need, I thought you knew
With the pledge of your sweet touch - I’ll be your infinity
Wrap you in rapturous screams – give to you eternity in me
This little story is for you to see – I’m every man you expect me to be.
You’re my first thought as I wake – last one before I sleep
In you I can see forever – for me that’s kinda deep…
With haste I race to you - and in your black lace, I’m captured
Know your search is over – My girl you have been captured.
This little story is for you to know...
For you - I’m every man! Now, I’ve gotta go!

Poetic Intercourse

I had sex with Poetry last night
In a dim lit setting that was just right
Perfect, in every way, was her undress
And beautiful was her bare nakedness
Tender were her breast that were lustfully sweet
Warm was her chest, from where I felt her heartbeat
Erect were her nipples, stiff and stout
All of which caused my erectile to stand out
Beckoning was her navel to sensual serenity
The perfect center piece of her naked body symmetry
That was located right above the vulva, which was the remedy
Of calming the urge manifested in my center most extremity
Pre-fuck juices giving the head of my dick a sheen
Secreted upon visual stimulus, she made me cream
Then penetrating her center most cavity, her vaginal source
Such was the start of our poetic intercourse
Experiencing what I believed to be a sexual renaissance
With every thrust, bump, and grind, she moved in response
Delicious was the feel of her feminine rose
As we fucked, and recited to each other sensual prose
In comparison to the movement and feel, there was nothing else
The fuck faces she made alone, was as much of a turn on as the act itself
Seamless choreographed, ... yet unrehearsed
As I licked her body, she sucked my soul with poetic verse
With the lights down low, and a dimness to surround me
She held on, putting her arms and legs around me
Time passed, we both looked down, to the goings on about
In her receptacle, I was churning in and out
To explain the feeling with words... I`m at a loss
As we both watched my shaft dip, like a lobster tail dipped in butter sauce
Tantalizing her with a quiet fury and force
Tasty was the feel of our poetic intercourse
I felt a warm wet sensation, as I felt her body rise
The feeling of hot, juicy girl cum, flowing between her thighs
Her fuck face gave way to scrunched brows, and closed eyes
Holding me tightly, as I thrust and grind, she gave a faint, feminine cry
When her grip relaxed, I let up a bit
She positioned her left hand on her left tit
And turned on her stomach, spread her legs, and exposed her loot
Um,... the sight of her hairy pussy looked like kiwi fruit
I mounted her ass, with no thoughts of evasion
Halfway in, her coochie rose to the occasion In a sexy voice, she said 'don`t move'
Then she began to do a pelvic rock, hip swivel groove
I stood still for a moment, but I had to advance
And join in, in this doggy style, hip dance
Lovingly riding her booty like a horse
Gripped by her lyrical grip in this poetic intercourse
Positioned for continual G-spot stimulation
She humped up and down, and did hip gyrations
Holding both her shoulders, all of me, to her I gave
And rode Poetry like a boat rides and ocean wave
The way her head was turned, I could see the shedding of a tear
Already pressed against her, I put a question in her ear
Never stopping the fuck, and the feeling to entice
I asked if she was alright, she said 'yeah baby, the feeling is just so nice'
I kissed the side of her face, as I continued to juice her mound
And make her booty roll up and down Of the bed, she let me know that she was loving` the flavor
By making the sounds a pregnant lady makes when she goes into labor
I sped up the hip movements, as we made the bed wiggle
Pumping in and out of her, making her ass cheeks jiggle
Joyfully pleasuring her pussy, with no remorse
Creaming the cream of dreams in this poetic intercourse
After ejaculating in an intense manner
And causing Poetry to gush in an erotic clamor
I held her, the rest of the night, a hold from which we wouldn`t divorce
And verbalized verses of rhyme, capping off our poetic intercourse

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