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Mixed Emotions
This sexual frustration is manifesting into something Iām having a hard time controlling...All I know is Iām drowning in this feeling. Im distracted daily by the thoughts of passionately gargling on a black cock. Saliva dripping down my chin and neck and leaving sloppy puddles on a carpet. I checked my panties today at one point and they were soaked all the way through. Creamy visions imbedded into the lace of my g string. Subconsciously I have worn red underwear 3 days in a row...the lace in my bra tickling my nipples in a way that brings me close to orgasm every time my bra shifts in the wrong direction- the idea of a Bukkake no longer disgusts me in the way that it used to. Iām angry by everything, pissed off by everyone, on the verge of breaking into tears every time someone talks to me in a way I deem aggressive. Iām a messy shell right now, that has way too many sharp sides for my liking. The thoughts of chains cutting into my wrists and finger nails digging into my ass cause me to take a little longer moisturising my skin every morning. The creamy lotion reminiscent of the creamy liquid I crave to have showered all over my face- I want it raw and uninterrupted. Every time I squat down to pick something up I have to fight the urge not to close my eyes and open my mouth...the urge to choke on a cock is so strong. The thoughts of punching a person in their throat sexually charges me to the point that all I want to do is bend over and be spanked till I cry- Iām desperate to cry. I canāt believe he finally said it to me, I knew it but didnāt want to hear it, Iām numb, but angry while challenged...worst thing he ever did was say it- he almost got away. Dumb fuck! I need to be hate fucked and taught a lesson, but I also need that taboo sex, that āwe shouldnāt be doing thisā kinda sex. I wana feel dirty, I wana regret it, I want to be pleasantly surprised, I wana come to work without panties tomo- I may have to put the jiggle balls in tomorrow, lube up well and force that fucker into my tight wet cunt, leave my trousers soggy. I want to feel them jiggling inside me, until it becomes so unbearable that my pussy squeezes them out as it canāt handle the intrusive objects stretching out my insides. Making me squirt as hard as the last time I removed them- the thought has me rubbing my nipples through my top on the tube- I donāt give a fuck whose watching. Iām going to go home and finger fuck myself until my eyes roll back into my head and I pass out from exhaustion.
Black Women are the gift we donāt deserve, this is truly precious. She did a lot for these boys who will grow up into men. Black Women are the greatest, you are loved also. Donāt forget that ever.
A1
He was so rude and had embarrassed her in public more then once. Why did he always have to ask for something specific that wasnāt on the menu and demand that they make him exactly what he wanted. He was goofy (not the attractive type) and his height was wasted on an otherwise unattractive person- both inside and out. His American accent sounded fake at times and was far from a turn on. But despite all this, the Green was good and free and the dick was magnificent. She sat on his sofa and listened to him chat shit as she sipped her henny and inhaled enough to get her lifted enough to forget he was there. After a while she felt him tugging at her clothes and kissing her neck as she exhaled a sigh of relief. Finally she was going to get another session of some A1 dick! She suddenly began to worry if the first time had only been good in her imagination, and the sex was standard. He pulled it out and it looked big, but not painfully so. He travelled down to her chest and began sucking her nipples and bouncing her breasts in his face. He was noisy and spoke about how much he wanted her big breasts in her mouth at all times. He then began playing with her pussy as he felt her getting his fingers all sticky- which he then proceeded to stick in her mouth so that she could taste herself. He then moved his head lower and began eating her pussy as he touched his dick. He stared at her as he loudly slurped and sucked between her legs. She soon felt herself close to orgasm as her legs stiffened and she released in his open mouth, she felt him swallowing her cum as he came up and kissed her as he pushed her legs apart and pushed his solid dick into her wet pussy slowly. She felt 3/4 of his dick enter her and her eyes involuntary rolled back in her head as he hit the spot. At that moment she felt ultimate perfection and satisfaction. His dick was perfect. She moaned and softly cried as he continued to fuck her as the perfect speed and depth. His dick was hitting all the right angles and she felt herself leaking all over his shaft. She raised her legs and allowed him to push the last few inches of himself into her stomach. She screamed loud as the mixture of pleasure and pain exploded inside of her. Her eyes rolled so far back in her head, she felt temporarily blind to real life. And in that moment every annoying thing he had done melted away, and she embraced him close and accepted every ounce of pleasure. He then proceeded to turn her round and violate her from behind as she bounced back on every glorious inch of his cock. He slapped her ass and she felt both shocked and excited and it made her pussy quiver. He then laid on her stomach and proceeded to destroy all of her insides. Thatās when she reached her limit of how much she couldnāt take and she allowed him to hit it from the back till she felt her legs starting to give way through it all. She then turned around and allowed him to explore the back of her throat- to which he thoroughly enjoyed. He laid her on her back, put her legs over his shoulders and pounded her until she came twice, went limp and he exploded himself inside her. They passed out panting loudly.
A Kink
Itās just hit me. There is something very wrong with me. Iāve just discovered one of my kinks- and itās slightly dangerous. I love the thrill of the chase and I love being pursued- but thatās it...and thatās where the problem lies. I crave the idea of being stalked, being watched (without my knowledge). I enjoy the idea of specific men thinking about all the sick sexual things they would want to do to me if they ever got me alone...the thoughts get me so excited, I start drooling. Daily these thoughts cross my mind and I imagine all kinds of crazy thingsā¦I canāt begin to explain all the different kinds of furniture I have been thrown up against, how many different things I have had stuffed inside my mouth, how many things I have been tied up with, not to mention all the different positions I have been fucked in. The thoughts keep my panties constantly soaking. The vision of the pursuit and end goal keep me constantly questioning lots of different scenarios. All the different ways I have deliberately misinterpreted things guys have said to me or the way they have behaved towards me. I have twisted it in my mind and turned it into a sick fetishised fantasy of mine and imagined many different end results- the final one being so sexually fucked up- that itās usually the thoughts I touch myself to. The amount or orgasms I have achieved through forbidden thoughts. Some of my best squirting orgasms have come from these thoughts. The most awkward part is if I know the person, it always makes our next interaction awkward as fuck. I also have a difficult time sometimes deciding what part of our interaction the sick variation that have imagined and what is a harmless totally normal response from them. I try to focus on what they are saying or doing, but get caught up in images of us behaving inappropriately. This is why I donāt really give eye contact a lot of the time, I feel people are able to get an insight into my sick perverted mind and they can tell how much of a sexual deviant I am. Not to mention I am a natural flirt, which means I am easy to talk to, which makes people very comfortable with me very early on. This can also mean that sometimes men can misinterpret the fact they are so comfortable with the idea that they are developing feelings for me. This has gotten me into some very dangerous and difficult situations. But the thrill of the chase keeps my mind active- as well as updated on the male art of āhuntingā. Even though a lot of people sometimes mistake me for the hunter...but thatās another blog.
Iāve made it clear I like him...Iām just not the woman I want to be to accept him
I'm still struggling- trying to find NORMAL
I havenāt been in close contact with a penis in so long. Like I wouldnāt even know what to do with it.
Shit...
So my parents have gone to work, so I decided to have my daily mastubation session this morning to release the stressful sexual frustration I've been feeling lately. Looked through Tumblr and watched some short porn gifs to get my creative juices flowing to stimulate some wild sexual fantasies to touch myself to. I start fingering myself to thoughts of riding this guy on his couch after he's had a long day at work, so you know he's being extra aggressive. I'm loving this shit, bouncing up and down on top of this dude, while he's slapping my ass and digging out my insides. I'm imagining him finishing his load all over my face as I feel myself begin to cum. I manage to stifle a scream as small moans escape out my mouth, sounding slightly like a scared puppy. Anyway, I'm catching my breath, laying on my back smiling, as I hear my parents bedroom door crack open and hear my STEP DAD TIPTOEING TO THE BATHROOM!!! I'm mortified! Did he hear me? Omg I don't even have a pet to blame the noises on. WTF!!! I thought the house was empty. I'm lying in bed now typing this, too embarrassed to leave my room. Damn.
How I feel š«
Let Me In. (2017) "I want to see you naked with no mental clothes on. I promise, you don't have to dress up for me. Every day's casual so go ahead and kick your shoes off, Let your thoughts and flaws feel the breeze.. That attitude you get sometimes when you can't have your way Or when you can't find the words to tell the world you need space, Or the words you let slip that end up hurting my feelings and your awkward attempts to fix it when you start feeling guilty. I want the rants you catch yourself in before you get embarrassed, Your faces of aggravation when you see I'm about to start laughing Let me unbutton your insecurities, unzip your bad habits, Pull down your fears and when you tense up, whisper "It's okay, let me have em." Let me unhook your painful memories that keep you up at night, So you and I can make new ones that will fit you just right. Let me in. I want to see every square inch of your mind, The parts you show to the public, but most importantly, the parts that you hide." Unreleased poem #Excerpt. For more like this, check out my poetry book, "I Still Want It" here! -> https://goo.gl/oA7Ejt ----- Art by: @penciledcelebrities
N.
It's times like this when I miss him so damn much! I'm lying here crying my eyes out hugging my pillow pissed that we never worked out. All these useless bitch boys in my life, incapable of showing emotions and answering simple questions. We fought a lot and were so wrong for each other, but when I was feeling low u made me smile because of how much you cherished a chocolate sister. You had so much love for your skin tone and melanin sisters that it made me love and respect you so much deeper. To me that was so special to me, in a world where being a black female came with so much institutionalized racism, where a black man will worship his black mother but will shun a black sister for her skin tone, completely ignoring his own reflection. It truly makes me fully sick and angers me that if I was to express this, I would be labeled racist, bitter, jealous and angry. Fuck Love. Fuck Men. Fuck Life. They seem to be my thoughts of the day. I've had a day of screaming and crying today, unable to vent properly, feeling trapped and alone, so very lonely. Today has not been a good day, I'm getting trampled by my lack of control in life- I don't even know how I feel anymore. I'm just hell bent on giving it all up, fed up of fighting, I'm just dragging my feel, depression feels like it's coming to visit again, I just hope it doesn't stay too long this time...
Truth
He wasn't my type in the slightest, but there was something about him that drew me in. His innocent eyes locked onto mine and I wanted him. I wanted to possess him. Mind, body and soul. I wanted to burn fires within him. I wanted him to ache for me. To be so entangled in my web that he wanted nothing more then for me to devour him, eat him whole, cover his body with mine, leave him dazed, tired and confused- but completely satisfied. I fantasized about exploring his wildest imagination and making his inner most fantasies become a reality. I wanted to make his inner lion roar, transform him into a toe curling, moaning orgasmic monster. I wanted to satisfy all his sexual desires, even ones he wasn't sure he has. I would place my tongue and lips on parts of his body that would make his dick rock solid. I would get on my knees and worship his cock, like a good girl, and when I'm done allowing his manhood to explore the deepest depths of my throat, I would allow him to show his gratitude all over my face. I would show him he's not the only squirter on the team. I would show him the real definition of extasy and get him high off my vibe. Let him chill in my senses and let him enjoy my passions. I would allow him to thrust all of his life frustrations out between my legs as well as taste what pure honey tastes like and allow him to understand how I got the name Krispy Kreamer...
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Danger!!
She felt him staring at her. He was undressing her with his eyes and she felt so vulnerable. He had a girlfriend and she hoped that would be enough to hold him off- even though she very much doubted it. She was his kryptonite and she knew that all she had to do was ask him in the right way and he would have been willing to do anything she wanted. Jealousy had been an ongoing emotion between them for a long time. She was happy he was finally happy and had found someone else, but she also missed him pining after her. But tonight in her low cut top and jeans, she felt all his old emotions coming back. He wanted her. Tonight. And that both scared and excited her. She loved feeling desired (and it had been a while since she had felt that way), but tonight as she stood and sipped her drink she felt his eyes carefully peeling of her clothes and making love to every curve of her body. She would be lying if she said she had never imagined what he would and could do to her had he been given the chance. Today she felt naughty and she was ready to find out. She saw him in the kitchen talking to his boy as he watched her. She walked over to him and made small talk, and it wasn't long until they were both alone in the kitchen. It wasn't long before sexual tension began to grow between then and he swiftly moved the conversation to talks of his girlfriend. She got closer to him as he continued to talk and led his eyes to her breasts and she giggled and jiggled her HH cups in his face. He babbled like a child as she pressed herself even closer to him until her chest was against his. He excused himself and left her standing alone. She felt stupid, what the hell was she doing!? He had a girlfriend, and she knew she was wrong for her actions and what she had attempted to do. She went upstairs to fix her makeup and as she came out the bathroom, there he was standing outside the bathroom, she went to ask ask him what he was doing there, but before she had a chance to open her mouth, he had grabbed her roughly by the neck and had pushed her back into the bathroom, closed the door behind them and turned the light off. He pushed his Lips against hers and she tasted the weed on his breath. She struggled to push him back, but he knocked her to the ground and proceeded to pin her there by her wrists as he restrained her with one hand and used the other hand to unbutton and drag down her jeans. She struggled hard against him as he breathed heavy as she felt him bite her breasts and fight to pull them out her bra and top. She moaned and protested as he pushed his fingers into her lace thongs and up into her tight pussy. It had been 8 months and his fingers stretching and thrusting in and out of her hurt a lot. She moaned more out of pain then pleasure. She was wet and she had thought about this moment a few times that night, but she didn't imagine it could be this painful. Her nipples hardened in his open mouth as he moaned loudly and bit down hard on the fleshy parts of her breasts and she moaned loudly in pain, he then grabbed her by the throat and tightened his grip as he pulled her thong roughly to the side and pushed his dick between her legs and up inside her hard as he let out a deep moan. She attempted to scream, but found his hand around her throat restricted her sounds. She gasped and struggled to hold back painful moans as he thrust in and out with full force, and she realized he was releasing all his frustrations out on her. Through the pain she felt the pleasure and began enjoying herself. She began to loosen up and begged him to fuck her doggy style- which he happily did. He spread her ass apart as he watched his dick slide in and out of her pulsating pussy. This is exactly what she needed he thought as her pussy began to make sloppy squelching noises. She moaned louder as she arched her back and allowed him deeper inside her. She didn't expect it to ache as much it did but it was worth it for the orgasm she felt coming on. He was still shocked this was happening, after all this time fantasizing about what she felt like, he was finally getting to know. In all his excitement he pulled out, slapped her ass and began eating her pussy from the back as she juggled her ass in his face. He stuck his thumb in her asshole and proceeded to slide his tongue between her pussy lips, she tasted sweet, and he could only imagine what satisfied faces she was making in the dark. She shivered as she felt cum dribble down her thighs- which he lapped up hungrily, as a violent orgasm tore through her body and she came so hard she had to focus all her attention on not screaming out. As a reward for such a pleasant experience, she turned around to face him and gave him permission to Finish down the back of her throat as she struggled to breathe as he poked the back of her throats with his sizable package. Most of the messy aftermath was left dribbled down her face and in sploshes all over her chest and neck- which she made sure to clean all up with her fingers and mouth as she held her breasts up to her mouth and swallowed the remaining Residue. They then both cleaned themselves up and made their way back to the party.