Best of Me

Living MY Life..

[bestofc]

Ever had so much to give

Nothing to gain

And everything to lose.

Like balancing yourself on a rotted branch

Still stable enough to hold on

But not quite strong enough to last.

See my love for you is just as fragile

I yearn for you as my love strikes my heart

Like your name echoing off the walls as I screamed them to love me

Turned into daggers aimed for the softest part.

Never knowing how to shield myself because with you

Walls don’t exist.

I want you inside of me.

No nasty thoughts, ok maybe one or three

But I want you to know all of me

Even the ones that scare people away

Especially me.

Ever take the time to think I have everything to give.

So much to gain.

And nothing to lose

If only you balanced me.

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The creatures who stalk the night

Are not the ones that warrant my sight

They creep and crawl In the open

Finding all their heart the light has tokened

In the dark I see clear

It's the light I watch and hold so dear

The creatures the Sun shines bright

Able to frolic and connive until twilight

None so vindictive to attack during the day

Will smile and charm to make everything seem okay

Light is the scariest of all

Dark is truth and its when the barriers fall

[bestofc]

Dimples

 So I want to first start off by saying never in the history of never ever have I ever met a Jessie, let alone laid one. But that's besides the point because I didn't know his name until after I let it be known just how much I wanted to screw him. It was a slow motion night at Dudley's. Mainly due to the massive consumption of alcohol, as we celebrated my baby sister's 21st birthday. I sat at the table observing because standing up was only a half option this far into the night. I began to doze just as a group of people walked in. Then all I could smell was some bomb ass weed that caught all my attention.

My mom was a strict no weed allowed type parent, which is hilarious being that my brother and sister cannot go a day without it, so I kept my enquiries to myself. That lasted up to about 10 minutes until I smelled it again. Except this time the scent was over my shoulder and 100 times stronger. Resisting with no longer an option. Especially when it was lingering from this gorgeous 6'4 borderline Yellowman with the most amazing dimples and smile to match. Liquid courage was not needed being that it was officially a part of me now. Without thought my mouth to say "So it's you I've been smelling." And just like that he flashed a smile with dimples as deep as the ocean and responded, "What do you smell?"

  The alcohol blackout the rest of that conversation. But somehow numbers are exchanged and we wasted enough time and Dudley's so we ventured towards Da Bomb. I left without saying anything because I wasn't sure how to play it. As I found the birthday girl and my auntie we were waiting on my mom drunk laughing at how cute that man I was talking to was. He appeared right on me smiling out how tipsy I truly was. Picking up where we left off I introduced him as my youngin Dimples. My sister says does he have a name? Realizing I never thought to ask. I turn and ask curiously, "What is your name?" Laughing he responds, "Jesse". I don't acknowledge Him and continue with my statement loudly claiming "It doesn't matter what your name is because I'm going to fuck the shit outta you regardless."

 Stopping my aunt in her tracks They pause momentarily then both bust out laughing. Trying to play it off I apologize and Blame It on the alcohol. But really in my mind I knew it was without a doubt true. Whispered in his ear you know I'm going to suck the fuck out of your dick as soon as you let me right? His eyebrow raised as he smirked and asked when? Just as I was about to answer his friend comes out saying they need to go now. That was into that or so I thought.

 You know when you have had a truly fun night when most of it is blacked out. Next thing I remember is a text at about 3 a.m. from Jesse saying thinking of you we were on the way back to Mama's apartment by then so I knew what was about to happen. Unfortunately mother saw how drunk I was and wouldn't let me leave. What you swore the best because those Patron shots seriously themed my vision and judgement. So I laid on the couch and we just talked on the phone. He wasn't upset about having to wait for me to sober up or rushing me either. Absolutely amazing man. Which made me want to fuck him even more so without saying to him I tried my damndest to sober up. And I did as I put my shoes on I was about to dip.

Just as fast as I got my shit together my mother was standing over me trying to convince me I wasn't sober enough and needed to stay longer. I was charged and ready for action nothing that I mean nothing she said in that moment mattered I mumbled something to respond and took off. I prepared myself mentally for what was about to happen as I put his address into my GPS. I didn't think of anything except how so sexy and tall he was and Dreads to boot. All just makes me wet thinking about it even now.

Slowly pulling up by rang his line just to verify the address. Ask his sweet voice guided me to his door I wondered if this was going to be worth it. He gifted my hand with his as we stepped upstairs. Nervous Giggles float in between the both of us. Jessie lightly kissed me to calm the nerves as he says, "what's all that game you were spitting over the phone? Can't back it up?" I step back to look him up and down and reply, "Oh I can" as I pushed him on his back. Sensual kisses from the bottom of his belly button up to his abs all the way to his soft lips. All over each other as I slowly grind against his very impressive hard on.

I was not expecting such size from a skinny nigga but Dimples definitely exceeded my prejudgments. Trying not to rush my drunken actions we made out and touched all the right spots for a bit. Up until I couldn't control the urge to feel him inside my throat. So I reversed my path upward as I follow the same trail to thd edge of his boxers. Teasing the process I grip the elastic while biting the print peeking out just a bit.

Before going in I decided to pace myself to provide pleasure. Gripping the cusp of his shaft as I slid my tongue slowly around the tip. Then one firm dip to the back of my throat. Double sighs, one from me gasping for air and one from Dimples sighing in relief. My mind moves in slow motion as I noticed the smile on his face as I come up. I smile and do it again to fuck with him. It works and he can't take it anymore as he reached out his hand to assist me off my knees. He gently sets me on the bed while kissing me all over.

 Body heat rising as he places his long, sculpted body atop mine. I began to drip once his dick pressed hard against my black lace panties. Pausing to reach for something in his drawer, he pulls out a magnum; which was well deserved. Somehow knowing he wanted to be safe made his dimples and everything about him beyond sexier. As I lay back gently rubbing my clit as he applied the condom he just smiled. We laughed and joined bodies once again. The penetration provided pure pleasure, felt like drugs were coarsing through my veins for the first time.

 Gripping the sheets as I lifted my legs to his waist to brace for the impact of his long strokes. Watching his chest flex with every stroke made it even better. Making me wetter. A smile slide across his face when he noticed. One smooth action as he flips his dreads back with his left hand while slowly creeping his right to my left nipple squeezing lightly. Biting my lip and rolling my eyes back as I lay back to enjoy his hard dick throbbing inside of me.

 Even though I knew from past experience that a big girl such as myself riding skinny dude like him never worked out but I did not care in that moment. Still tipsy and rational thoughts were absolutely foreign. All I saw was me pushing him off to climb on top. As he adjusted to let me have my fun I bent my knees slightly to properly squat on his dick. He moans ever so gently as my back and forth motions increase. He places his hands on my waist so we're rocking together as the tip of his dick hits my spot I moan loudly. My legs begin to quiver the more he rocked my clit rubbed against his pelvis. Trying to hold off longer I slowed down a little but Jesse was not having that as he gripped my waist tight and kept rocking but stronger. I laughed at his determination just as I came all on his dick.

Without skipping a beat he told me to bend over. I stopped and replied, "With what energy?" He ignored me while helping me in the proper position. Deciding not to be selfish I arched my back just right. Ass poking up so my cheeks spread and I made them jiggle just a little to say 'Come on in.' Unsure of this outcome I braced for impact as he placed a hand on each cheek preparing to slide in. I've never experienced a more gentle yet aggressive back shot before and I knew this one was for the memory books. Every stroke was intense but I held my own as he thrusted. Slow strokes just as he completed carressing my back as pulled away.

We giggled in agreement that the outcome was most definitely unexpected. Gathering himself he asked, "You thirsty? Want juice or water?" Not wanting to seem greedy I replied, "Water would be great." When he left I tried to hurry to get clothes on. I managed to get my bra and panties on before he returned.

 Once he returned we drank our water and he got into bed telling me to come rest. I sat for a second with my arm covering me up thinking I didn't want to be that exposed without sex happening. Finally I laid down as he watched me struggle to get comfortable and he cuddled behind me kissing my shoulder as he gripped my body and closed his eyes.

 I barely knew his name or anything about him. Him the same. Yet we talked, fucked and cuddled as if we'd known each other for years. That made it easier for me to go into a much needed deep sleep feeling comforted by his arms around me and his breath whispering in my ear as we dozed off. The sun rose but I did not notice. My alarm woke me to prepare me for my "Walk of Shame." Which never happened because Jeese woke as I did and watched me get dressed listening to a million lame excuses as why I couldn't stay for breakfast. He just grinned and reassured me everything was ok as he put on his slides. He walked with me hand and hand to my truck as he made jokes about my height and how drunk I was really. We arrived at my door and he stopped to kiss and hug me before opening my door so I could hop in. Watching me pull off, he waved until I was off his street.

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New Years Lover

Bringing in the New Year has never been all that appealing to me as a whole. Of course this year wasn’t any different for me but my mother just had to be out so I tagged along to be by her side. Although I was reluctant to go out, I was not going to not slay the night. Pulling out my Ivory Blazer, black leather leggings and black crop top with black combat booties to accentuate my best assets was just the start of the night. Not that I had any hope of a good night optimism was still in the air. Dragging our feet both my mother and I ended up at the local bar Juicy’ s Joint 15 minutes before midnight. Walking in as always I felt eyes staring both negative and positive attention. Looking past all the old bitches somehow pissed at me that people were looking at me I focused on myself. A few minutes after midnight and Juicy’ s was officially lame so I chilled until my mother was finished. We left and agreed to go to what felt like our played out go to spot, Bigelow’s.

Same thing happens there as the last except the crowd was slightly younger but that didn’t make it any better because people my age suck ass. I knew immediately I would rather be anywhere else than surrounded by those people. I put on a brave face for my mother who seemed not to care about the different pace of crowd and just stood in the middle of the room while people kept with the dirty looks. She finally had had enough and dipped unfortunately leaving me alone so I needed a little liquid encouragement. Standing in line at the bar that never seemed to move I looked around and just as I glanced up from my phone I met eyes with some dude. Not interested and always on edge about people looking at me I broke contact but something made me look again and there he was still staring and slowly moving towards my direction. As he arrived affront of me I noticed all of his more attractive features even though at first glance I knew he was not my type. He stood 6’3, skinny, chocolate complexation and course textured hair. Traits I never go for in guys I meet at bars but none of that mattered in that moment. His smile made me smile as he struck up small talk then asking me my name while he offered to buy me a drink.

The small talk from guys in bars typically sucks but he captivated me in every line he spoke and random question he asked. It took a minute for me to get a word in edge wise because I couldn’t stop smiling as I answered him. Gradually making our way to the smoke deck I finally got his name. “My name is Aris by the way. Like Aristotle.” If you know me you know I hate nicknames and stupid abbreviated names but just the way he said it, hell anything he said, I loved it. The conversation went on for about an hour. It would have lasted longer but the bar was closing and they turned on the lights. I took that as my cue and started to leave. He asked me to wait for him as he used the restroom because he wanted to walk me to my car. Never had someone been this gentlemanly to me in one setting and my natural instinct was to be an ass or say something sarcastic but all that came out was, “I’ll wait.” I stood by the door not too long as he came back and opened the bar door so I could step outside. He walked slowly as to continue our conversation before we got to my truck. I point out which one was mine and manually unlocked the door and of course he reaches to open it and watches me slide in as he stands next to me. He finally asked if we could exchange numbers as I paused in thought I slowly handed over my phone to him. I called him so he could have mine and he said good night as he kissed me on the cheek then walked away. He just felt like a different breed and I couldn’t wait to see where we’d go from there.

Naturally, I got home and couldn’t wait to tell my cousin. Of course she was happy I experienced the night with Aris and I genuinely seemed happy. Without pause she began dishing advice which summed up to, “Don’t be a hoe and fuck just yet,” and “Its 2018, its time to be grown about your shit.” Even though she was crazy she was right and I loved how right she always was, just wouldn’t tell it to her face. Just as soon as I wrapped my head around what happened he began texting and calling me like within an hour of us leaving the bar. It was strange and I immediately doubted the whole situation until I took in consideration that he was in fact tipsier than I. He wanted to see me again at like 3am and I knew it wasn’t the best idea to have a stranger over my apartment the first night meeting him so I talked him down from making rash decisions and agreed upon another night. I said I wasn’t free til the following week but then the next day came and I just had to see him. Once again not the best choice I had made inviting a complete stranger over but once again he didn’t seem like the creepy, serial killer type. So after a long day of family time I rushed home to clean up and waited for him to arrive. Twenty minutes ahead of schedule he called saying he was outside and I directed him to the right apartment. His skinny ass came down the stairs to my door and still I was very much attracted to him. Could have been the plate of home cooked food he brought me or his glorious smile. It didn’t matter. I smiled as I welcomed him in and he passed me the plate and kissed me on the cheek. Being polite I thanked him for the food as I put it away because I didn’t want to be full if our little hang session became a little more physical.

To my surprise it didn’t. Nothing happened but conversation and getting to know one another, which was very refreshing. I couldn’t help but think maybe he wasn’t into me though but of course that comes from years and dudes being douches and not treating me with respect like he was. So I was patient and just talked and listened. I couldn’t believe half of the stuff he said he’d been through and is still going through which explained a lot and made me have more respect for him by the end of our conversation. It got late and he needed to get home so I walked him to the door being polite I thanked him for coming and he dipped. Strangely just a few hours talking to him I was absolutely satisfied and was ok that our evening didn’t become physical. With this night I had come to the realization that maybe 2018 will be a more mature, positive forward year for me.

About a week passed and both of our work schedules were all over the place yet we both made time to clearly communicate with each other about a good time to meet up again. Tuesday was the best day for him to come over after he got off of work. It was a cold day and Aris had suggested we cuddled and talked for our evening together. Not sure of the outcome of our hang, I showered, got a little dressed up, and made sure everything was just right. After one last look over in the mirror I headed out to go pick him up from work. Anxious for our meet I arrived thirty minutes before he clocked out for the day so I waited patiently. Nothing seemed to bother me about waiting on him or going that far to get to his job because he was good company. Finally, he walked outside swiftly trying to hide from his supervisors and hopping into my truck sliding over real quick to kiss my cheek to greet me hello. Letting him get settled in I pulled off trying to find the best way to get back to my apartment without hitting traffic. He definitely liked to show off his small skills as a man knowing what’s best more than I so he gave me turn by turn directions and I took them like I didn’t know where I was heading. Once again, I played along with pleasure because he is humble and respectable. While riding he stated he was hungry and asked if I was, with any other guy once again I would have answered sarcastically or with a simple I don’t know, but instead I looked him in the eye and replied with a smile, “I could eat.” So we agreed on a place and got something to eat then headed to my place.

He clearly hated his warehouse uniform because he couldn’t wait to strip down to his basketball shorts and hoodie as we lay in bed after eating. I started streaming whatever show I could find that captured my attention and keep playing in case the conversation had its awkward pauses. Even though the conversation flowed I still was paying more attention to the show than to him and he started to notice. So I turned off the show and started playing music on my phone. First song always on my playlist that gets played is Tank- Fuccin With Me. It sets the mood unintentionally but I couldn’t help myself. As we lay in bed under the covers side by side he leaned over looking at the list of music I had collected in my phone. Skipping through to all the sex songs I knew and could halfway sing while looking him in his eyes, he began singing/humming along. From song to song we got closer and he started massaging parts of me, all innocent parts but it felt amazing. I wanted so hard to be grown up and receive my massage like a normal person but I’m too weird and way too ticklish for that so I bust out laughing every time he reached a sensitive part of me. We laughed at my silliness and he continued to my shoulders then back and ass.

I’d never received such pleasure so I laid still simply embracing the moment up until he managed to top that moment. He began slowly kissing my shoulders as he pushed my shirt up and unhooked my bra. The pure smoothness of this man was astonishing. I couldn’t do anything except let him continue as I was still. His kisses began to wonder from my shoulders to my back, in between my fat, to the crack of my ass all the way to the gape of my legs as he felt my wetness. At this point there was no doubt that I was soaking wet and he hadn’t even done any of the things I usually require to be turned on. Next thing I know he’s pulling me up by my waist and I feel his long, hard dick thump against my legs. From then on I knew I was not about to be disappointed for sure. As he took control of my body, flipping me on my back and pulling off my leggings at the same time I just starred waiting for what was next to come. He rubbed my pussy; spreading my lips to stimulate my clit it sent a chill through my body. He reached for his wallet and pulled out a condom which made me want him more. It was like he read my mind because next thing I know he took my leg and placed it on his shoulder as he slid the condom on and penetrated me. It had been a minute since sex was an option for me so of course it didn’t go as smoothly as it would have but he didn’t seem to mind. Taking his time he twisted my nipples and kissed my leg as he slowly tried to open me up. Finally once I let go he slid right in and it was unbelievable. The moans I was letting out were unbelievable as well, surprised the hell out of me.

Not that I wasn’t enjoying every moment of the missionary it pales in comparison to a few back shots. I didn’t want to interrupt so mid-stroke I wrapped my leg around and flipped over and he didn’t miss a beat. Once I got my arch right, spreading my legs and dipping low he grabbed both sides of my waist and slid in. Pounding inside of me and reaching all the right spots he most definitely made me cum. He slid his hand down my back to grab my neck and gripped tight as he continued to fuck me knowing I had just completed. Slapping my ass and gripping my thighs while he pumped a few more times I knew it was over as I felt him pulsing inside of me and moaned in satisfaction. He leaned over as kissed my ass as he unmounted to go clean up his mess. Still even after that we laughed and had normal conversation as we got back dressed. I hadn’t experienced this kind of whatever with anyone in a while and I kinda find myself enjoying it a little too much.

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My Night with the Bouncer and the Chef

Drinking had never been my thing until recently and I thought I could handle myself. One night I decided to go out after work because it was what I considered “one of those nights.” So I got home and prepped, going through just about all of my clothes to pick the perfect combination of clothes with the least amount of fabric. I had met this dude and I’d been talking to him for a little while but it was nothing serious. He was the chef at my favorite go to bar and I’d always go there to watch him work. That how I chose this particular bar on this night.

So here I was in a black mini skirt, black bra, blue jean shirt and black leather heels and no panties. At that moment I was not caring about catching anyone’s attention but Dee’s. Getting ready to hop out I check my make-up and my boobs, making sure everything is on point. As I approach the door RaShaun, the bouncer, was there checking more than IDs when I got to him. At this point in time I completely forgot the fact that I took the bouncers number like two weeks ago and never called him. Besides that he was not even my type but I couldn’t be mean.

He said he’d buy me a drink if I bought him one. It seemed a little strange but to myself I thought, “I’ll bite.” Next thing I knew I was at this pub table with a single chair pulled up. Playing with my phone as I waited for my first drink to arrive, Dee noticed me through the cooks’ window behind the bar. I smiled and sent him a text. “I’ve been waiting on you to see me.” He replies, “I knew I felt someone staring at me.” We exchange a few more messages and then he has a waiter bring me food that he made for me. As the waiter approached she gave me a weird look and said with a hint of uncertainty “This is from Dee.” I took the plate and smiled.

I was on my second drink by the time RaShaun even came back around. There was no point in entertaining him because Dee had been showing me more attention than his sorry ass. But the liquor was setting in and he brought me a shot of straight Vodka. I’d been drinking Vodka Cranberries so I figured I could take it like a G and gulp it down. Bad idea; terrible idea, because next thing I know I’m gagging and so close to throwing up. He made sure I was okay and laughing at the same time. Once he stopped laughing he told me to hold my nose and just swallow. It helped and it went down better this time but it fucked me. All I know was my heels were off and my legs stretched to the other side of the table. It got super-hot and I was sweating like crazy. All of a sudden I get a Facebook chime. I look down and it’s from RaShaun saying “Come to my Office.”

Getting up was draining. Every bone in my body was telling me not to go because I came to see Dee not “the bouncer” but I went anyway. Just to note, it wasn’t a real office; shit had storage food by the door and bathroom supplies at the other end and a simple computer screen with a broken ass chair. Also, it just so happened to be in the kitchen area, just not exactly where Dee was cooking. Me being the nice woman that I am I stayed and listened to him talk. Next thing I know he’s taking my hand and moving it towards his dick. Out of curiosity I let my hand go into his pants and it wasn’t impressive but I could work with it. Then the sober part of me kicked it and let him know, “I came here for Dee, we’re sorta talking.” “Dee who? The cook? Oh he ain’t nothing to worry about.” He shrugged it off and started kissing my neck.

The feeling was ten times better than anything I had ever felt, maybe because I was drunk, and I didn’t want him to stop. But he stopped and asked for head. That baffled me so I laughed a little and said “No. But you can give me head though.” Without hesitation he got down on his knees, put my left leg over his shoulder, lifting my skirt up and went to work. That first lick was pure Heaven. As he progressed thoughts of Dee slipped away. I couldn’t control my moans of pleasure. My eyelids lifted slowly. I wanted to make sure I wasn’t imagining what exactly happening to me at that moment. I happened to glance at the monitors to see Dee coming around the corner. Pushing his magical tongue away and pulling my skirt down I told him it was time for me to go. He asked, “What about me?” I looked him up and down, snickered and replied, “What about you?” Turned to the door and left before he could stop me.

I snuck out the side back into the bar. I could see the waiters looking at me as though I didn’t belong back there. It didn’t matter because I was feeling boss and thought I got away with it. Waiting at the bar sipping on yet another Vodka Cranberry I sent RaShaun a message telling him not to tell anyone, especially Dee. Then making sure Dee was coming to my place afterwards, I gracefully found my way to my car. Trying to sober up before taking off I waited in the parking lot and saw RaShaun and I just knew he was gonna say something. I was already getting my lie ready as I pulled off.

Lying in wait, my phone buzzes and it’s Dee. “I’m outside.” So I fix myself up real quick and headed out to his car. As I hopped in and leaned in for a kiss I noticed something was off. I just told him the truth and hoped he’d forgive me. He replied, “Oh I know. He told me everything.” “What’s everything?” I asked curiously. He went on and on about how I gave RaShaun head and we fucked. I was just disgusted by the mere thought of his dick anywhere near me and I interrupted him. “I would never fuck that man even if he paid me. I was being generous by letting him give me head.” I stopped because I realized I wasn’t helping my case. I started touching all his hot spots to distract him from my naughty mistake. He almost fell for it and I almost got away with it but he stopped me. “Did you touch him with those hands?” he asked while laughing. Trying not to be upset I laughed it off as well. I continued touching and rubbing as he was talking. I reached into his pants and gripped his dick and squeezed.

He automatically let his seat back because he knew what was about to happen. I let my seat back and propped on my knees to get all in his space. I whispered in his ear, “this is your mouth and I would never give it to anyone but you. I promise.” I lightly bit his earlobe and moved smoothly to the tip of his dick. Kissing slowly as if I was making out with him, I slid his shaft all the way down my throat and back up. I can always tell I’m doing a good job when he lightly puts his hand on the back of my head. As he placed his hand down, I looked up at him and smiled. Trying not to ruin the moment I continued faster and faster until he quietly said, “I’m about to cum...” I stopped. He grabbed my head, not as gentle as before, and shoved his dick back in my mouth. He was being forceful as to punish me for earlier. I took it but as soon as I felt him pulse I pulled up and he nutted all in his car.

Sitting back in my seat, I wiped the edges of my mouth off and got out the car. I left him to clean up his mess. Went in the house and didn’t talk to him for a week. Sometimes, even when you fuck up, it’s best to control the situation. It gave him space and he forgave me without even having to apologize. Guarantee you that the make-up sex was amazing…

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Night at the BP

Ever just met someone and felt them deep inside of you? It was something about this guy that threw me off. His good-heartedness turned me on in every way imaginable like him not wanting to touch me made me want to touch him uncontrollably. Also, I just loved his presence so I grabbed any opportunity to just see his sweet face. One day I was just sitting down watching tv and I felt the need to genuinely smile. So I pick up my phone and scroll until I just knew who I’d call. Antonio.

He was the only man that could make me smile the way I needed. Being around him was a must; I met him halfway, about 45 minutes away, so the trip wouldn’t be as bad. It just seemed like we never had any time for each other so when he finally had free time I seized the moment. Every being of my body wanted to jump his bones but I dressed as conservative as possible to appear as if sex wasn’t on my mind at all. Looking innocent yet very sexy in my tight jeggings, snug tank top and open sweater I headed to him.

Being in a semi questionable town we couldn’t find a spot to just hang outside as easily as I’d hoped. After going through all the safest spots we agreed on the BP gas station. It was just closing and to avoid suspicion he started working under the hood of his car. No matter what he did he looked sexy just standing next to his car. So sexy; he was 5’11, super light skinned, smooth fade, chucky but in all the right places and well dressed. His car was simple but complimented him well; he had a black Challenger that he kept clean. Either way, his personality was what got my attention to begin with so he could have been the ugliest guy in the world and still have been able to catch my eye. Finally, the owner locked up and left so we were alone.

At this point he had actually started working on his car the people took so long to leave. After he finished he came inside of my truck with blueberry muffins and other snacks. He offered me one after he scarfed down like three and that right off made me smile, it was random but sweet. I had my slow jams playlist on just relaxing while we talked. I knew it was sending a message but at this point all I wanted to do was look at him and talk. But that is not why I drove all the way out for so of course I started my little tricks to point his direction in the right way. I rubbed the back of his hair to touch the back of his neck and slowly tugged on his ear. He looked at me like he knew what I was doing but I knew he was restraining himself.

Recognizing he wasn’t taking my bait I stole his hat and put it on. Then I started taking snaps that focused on his hat and my boobs so he would focus on them as well. No one can resist boob action. After that I knew I had his attention but of course I had to do the unsexiest thing imaginable, pee. I held it as long as possible because at this point I’m really enjoying our conversation but then I couldn’t. So I slid out of the car in the middle of our conversation while grabbing my baby wipes out of the console and he just looked at me. Then he asked, “What are you doing?” I gave him the most adorable smile and replied, “I gotta pee.” And he just laughed. “Right here? Right now?” “You know of a better place?” then I did my business. When I was finished he came around to see if I really just used the restroom in public, outside of my car and right in front of him. It kinda ended up working in my favor in the end.

We were now both out of the car and I was able to be in his space. After he laughed for an entire five minutes, we were now just standing under the pumps talking again about any and everything. I couldn’t restrain myself any longer so I walked up to him all seductive and whispered in his ear, ‘Can I kiss you?’ He didn’t say no. I lightly touched the back of his neck and grabbed his hand and kissed his adorable, soft lips. Feeling his lips on mine made me quiver, which made me want to do way more than just kiss. But I didn’t want to over step my boundaries so I kept only kissing until he made me stop. Apparently, my kisses make his dick hard. I had no problem with that at all because all I wanted at this point was to feel his extremely hard dick inside of me. I was already moist from just the kisses and I couldn’t stop. So he forced himself away from me and got into the back seat of my truck.

I complied for a few minutes as I thought about just how far I was willing to go with him in the backseat. In my mind I settled on something that would both satisfy him and quench my sexual thirst for him. First I would have to find an excuse to get next to him and he was making that hard because he was still restraining himself. So I went along with our casual conversation for a little while just to make it seem like I didn’t just want him for the obvious. Another 30 or 40 minutes pass of opinions about politics and IG thirst traps but I couldn’t take not touching him much longer. To finagle my way to the back I started showing off how spacious my truck could be. Sliding up both front seat and hoping in the back with him. Invading his personal space while doing so I slightly grazed over his dick and I could feel just how hard he really was; his print turned me on even more.

Adjusting myself to be able to properly give him head I got on my knees and started rubbing his legs. He assumed the position when he caught on to what I was doing. I took a moment to admire his smooth, hard dick in my hands and I licked slowly around the tip as I gripped his balls with my left hand. Then I glided his dick to the back of my throat and sucked harder as I came up. Going up and down covering his shaft with my moist mouth I squeezed tighter onto his balls. Providing both pleasure and pain just the way he likes it. Hearing his slow breathes of satisfaction made me want to keep going so he could cum in my mouth. He stopped me and checked the time; it was a quarter past 1. After he put his phone away, he looked at me as if he wanted to attack and asked, “Do you want to finish this at my place?”

……….I smiled at him and replied, “Yes.”

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Gone

There's no moon out tonight

and I feel so alone

No one to look up to on this long walk home

Shivering, nothing to guide my cold dark night

Not one shining star to light my path

Tried to show my love you hid like an eclipse

Desperate for one tiny glimpse

It'd be the too much to show up on my behalf?

No moon out tonight

And I feel so alone

Wish for you to come home

Before my heart turns like this night

Cold. Dark. All alone.

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Moonlight Dream

Bright as day on the coldest night

I see shadows from the moonlight

Daddy appears beneath clear as day

Abs well-toned glistening as the light refracts

Glimpses of his locs flip to his shoulders

Time paused as my hand reaches out to touch

Going right through as if he's not really there

My heart begins to pound rapidly at thoughts of him no longer

My love somehow grows stronger

Beats in my chest subside as his sweetface reappears

Now his touch so gentle against my cheek

His frame becomes solid as he wipes away my tears I weep

One last blink in that reality

I wake in heartache when he's not next to me

Just as I turn I feel him pressed hard behind me

Smile creeps along my face as his arms holds tight

I stare aimlessly at the full moon in freight

Wishing that reality never sees the light of day

[bestofc]

Memories back then..

You meet someone who changes the game without showing any difference keep them around for as long as possible. See my guy was Lee'Anthony and at first I never imagined someone like him could like someone like me. Until one dark and stormy night he had asked to come over after months of him being away. I said yes with no delay. He arrived as I answered the door; hair done, heels on, in lingerie. Reaching out for his hand leading the way. No small talk because I needed him right away.

I waited for him to get comfortable so I could turn off the lights, the candle was already lit and the window barely cracked. He laid on the bed as I found the perfect song. Just as Janet Jackson- Would you mind que'd up, I twirled around pretending to sing along to get closer I leaned in for a kiss. He grabs my hand to direct me on the bed. Right to his waist I begin to touch because every good woman knows to give a good suck before you get fucked.

As I finish, not him, I climb on top to ride and feel him right away. My moans grow as my hips sway back and forth. His hands placed in different locations as if to hold me steady; one on my waist pushing me and the other one my neck gripping me tighter. The song changes and he tosses me on my back. I ask, "How do you want me?" He replies, "Just like that." He grabs my ankles to place them on his shoulders, kisses my calf as he applies for pleasure.

Pure magic happens as he stroked, my pussy was beyond wet just as choked me. I thought it couldn't get any better until he took my legs and kissed them while still in me. Then out of nowhere bite my calf hard af while he choked me. I felt my eyes roll all the way back and a feeling came over me that words will not describe. Just know he was mine and I never wanted him anywhere but inside.

Just as I came back to reality he leaned in, wrapping my legs around his waist to pull him closer. The tempo slowed as I felt both of us getting closer. We kiss and look at each other. He stops and says sweetly, "I love you, Cierra." Shocked I reply, "Really??" "Yes, really. Do you love me?" Short pause with a million thoughts of how my answer could ruin everything, I replied, "Yes I love you, Lee'Anthony." One last kiss was shared just as he finished.

Never had I ever had any of these experiences until him and I cherish every moment I have ever shared with him. He never knew but he changed the game for me. He's no longer my boo but I'm never letting him go in my memories. Sex is always amazing and he was the first guy I loved in a while who never hurt me emotionally that loved me in return.

[bestofc]

Nonexistent

My Happiness is beyond my Dreams

And my Dreams are out of my reach

So as far as I know they're both nonexistent

[bestofc]

Sex usually happens in three's for me but I only got it twice this week. Im losing my touch..

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Missing you

Getting to the point where I can't see your name without tearing up

Hit that store you loved just to feel you near

Breathing while visions of you laying on top of me breathing at the same pace as I

Nothing can compare to the love that flows this deep

Happy thoughts cross by with your smile attached as I weep

[bestofc]

Saddest thing that ever happened to me..

No details can describe what lead up to this moment. Really now that its happened I truly don't remember much. I guess it'd start out how I thought two guys were just my friends until each other found out about each other. So if you follow my stories you should already know about Jaron but this is ultimately about Darius and how I lost him within an instant.

I had the hugest crush on him the moment I saw his smile walking past me in the halls my 10th grade year at Monroe Area. I remember my heart skipping beats, damn near stopping any time I noticed him around. But of course I was this awkward nerdy girl that no one noticed so I kept my distance. Then he up and vanished came 11th grade. I missed my chance but years later he'd always pop in my mind randomly and I'd just smile. After six or seven years after graduation I figured he was just a figment of my imagination and I grew past the schoolgirl crush. Right up until March 2017 when I saw him on a social media site and HE WROTE ME!

Within that instant I knew I was never going to let a moment go by without letting him know how much I wanted him. Which I did and we talked for about a month before ever meeting. I didn't want to seem needy/clingy so I let him make all the moves and he eventually asked me out on a date. I was nervous to say the least, even with my years of self-confidence on blast I was still unsure that a man like him would ever care for a big girl. Boy was I wrong.

He arrived and came to my door to get me. Jokes and laughter from the time we hit the car. He was extremely chill and had a aurora that you didn't want to escape from, I planned on never escaping. Walking in the mall he was affectionate and genuinely wanted to be there with me. I felt like the most beautiful and important person in that entire mall. The rest of that night is for another story 😊.

So fast forward to January of 2018, we had lost contact and found each other again. He was the same sweet, loving man as before. Weird how he always said the right things to me. He vowed never to let me go and I believed him. Like no time had passed we picked up being in each others lives 78% of our days and it was absolutely wonderful. I had fallen hard and I wanted to show my appreciation. Cooking, cleaning, taking him where he needed to go, being supportive of all his decisions (no matter how stupid).

Anything I thought a woman should do for her man. Up until three months pass and I felt a pull. He was pulling away and I asked if we were together. His oh so clever remark was "We're good friends." and continued to let me know, "I never said I wanted a relationship. I'm not ready for anything serious." Even as hurt as I was by that I knew even having him as a friend was better than not having him at all. I grieved in embarrassment for a few weeks and reached back out.

Naturally he was still struggling to balance life and was in need of little help. I'd never want his prettyface to stress so I provided anything I could to help without hesitation. Accepting that I wasn't woman enough for him or he wasn't man enough for me, whatever, I thought friendship was great. We started back talking and him checking on me. Sending "Good Morning Gorgeous" texts along with calling me the weirdest nickname ever, "Sugafoot" but I loved it and him just the same.

Then in comes Jaron after having apparently a worst year than I did after he did me wrong for the third time in two years. Starts wanting to be a "better man" and even though I just couldn't believe him after so many lies I fell for it. I opened my ears, mind and heart to believing he wanted to do better but I knew it just wouldn't be in a relationship with me. His lies outweighed the goodness in my eyes but I've never been one to push a man when he's down.

We started talking every other day about his journey and what he needs to do. Just like Jaron, as soon as he's up someone knocks him down. He has an amazing heart that always bites him in the ass. His current roommate started a fight and got mad he lost so he kicked him out. Apparently I'm the only bridge he restored and he called for help. I couldn't let him just wander around at midnight so I invited him to stay for a day or two.

Had to be the biggest mistake because my next move was asking Darius for my spare key back. Except I wasn't home and Jaron was. I should have explained the situation before hand but I figured Darius didn't like me like that and we hadn't been sexually involved in a month and a half. It shouldn't have been a problem, so I thought. I text him for an eta on the key and I got a response I wasn't expecting at all. "I gave the key to your nigga. Drop off my case when you get off."

Jealousy seeping through my screen and I for the life of me didn't know until that moment. He did have feelings but not anymore after seeing that. I came to check on Jaron to make sure he was still alive. Both have horrible tempers and fuses always set to explode. After I saw he was good and he explained that Darius had came in on him sleeping to personally hand him the key I knew that I had fucked up.

After making sure Jaron got off to work I headed to drop Darius his phone case. He was rushing me like he had someplace to be and he's never treated me like that. I felt the not caring kicking in but I still went. Reluctant I called to let him know I was there. He came out with no shirt, blue basketball shorts and his dreads looking amazing. Specifically to show me what I'd be losing. Some woman shit but it worked nonetheless. He lend in to get his case, looked me dead in the eyes and said, "You have fun with him." Then walked away not looking back as I called out his name. Knowing I wouldn't come after him because I'm not that type of female to make a scene. Also I was terrified that he had someone inside just to show her didn't need me.

Watching him walking away my heart skipped a million beats. Damn near stopping as the thought kicked in that he'd probably never come back again. Never call me Sugafoot as he kissed me bye. Never being able to see his smile again.

So who's to blame?? Me for not knowing that friendship doesn't mean anything if it stops the man you love from hurting?? Jaron for not being able to stop conflict or having more than me to depend on in that moment?? Or Darius for not letting me know he cared more than he led me to believe so I wouldn't have ever put him in that position??

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He doesn't know

The man I love is like putti in my hands

But what he doesn't know is that he makes me weak

Doesn't know no one in this world can stop my heart like he does

That he is my own Superman and Lex Luther

He's the criminal who stole my heart and the hero who saves me every single day

Also, that he makes me unbelievably happy

His beautiful brown eyes take my breathe away

His kisses are so toxic, heart so pure

The things I don't say can be summed up to what he does know

Which is I love him with all my heart

Nothing will ever change this.

He better know this as facts

[bestofc]

Steps..

Trapped between wanting change for the future and needing things of my past.

High school musical.

Stick to what you know.

Status Quo.

Makes me my biggest foe.

Thinking maybe I'm over stepping towards greatness but I fail.

Who doesn't deserve better??

Who doesn't want better??

Worthless is my past yet it still feels like home.

Like I've signed a lifetime lease that has not one loophole.

Shackled to the same way of living no more.

Broken chains rattle as I step towards change for the better.

Nevertheless memories stay in tact as I hold on to the lessons of past familiarity.

Grabbing a pen and paper to jot down what I used to know to compare what I'm preparing to know.

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Coming back to me

Do you believe in reincarnation?

I mean I don't but I do think about that shit.

Like when I die bring me back as something cool.

Or something that appeals to the lazy side that is embedded in my soul

Bring me back as a leaf on a tree

That way living wouldn't be as hard as it is now

All I'd have to do is be.

Wake up one morning and just be there and know what my purpose is in life.

Just sit there and chill, Sway in the Wind with no worries in the world.

Unless some dumb motherfucker decides to come and pick me from my tree.

Then I'd be dead again.

Next time I'd want to be brought back as a Lion

See because people fear them when they're first born.

And I wouldn't have to prove myself as strong

I'd be that shit already.

I'd be king of my Kingdom. Well Queen but King well you know what I mean.

Notice I said lion and not lioness because I wasn't born to stand by one's side

In my soul I was born to rule.

With all the possibilities my next life would be Limitless.

But at the end of the day I wouldn't want to live any other life but this one.

Creating my own path and able to be The Lazy Queen I was meant to be.

[bestofc]

There's no greater story than life itself.

Idk someone said that shit