I fumbled your heart, guess my grip wasn't strong/see we just had a few penalties, now it was 3rd & long/an offside here, false start there, not to mention the delay/so now in order to score I had to draw up my best play/but my head wasn't in the game and I called a quarterback draw/the expression on her face said it all, "oh hell nah"/I was hit hard from the blind side, and that's when it happened/a fumble, the other team recovered, so I threw out my challenge/but they came back and said the ruling on the field stands/now I'm walking back to the sideline with my head in my hands/Coach God is looking at me, asking why did I audible/He said "I gave you the right play, all you had to do was follow through"/I said "Father forgive me", He said "son, you know I will/but we gotta get back possession of the heart, so listen, here's the deal/I want u to go out on defense and give it all you got/don't let them get anything, force a 3 & out"/so I went out there and fought hard, forcing them to punt/3 minutes left, I got possession of the heart and I'm on my 21/Coach God said "alright now listen up, I'ma give you 3 plays/and if you run them like I say you're leaving with a victory today"/so the first 2 plays get me to the fifty, now I'm thinking to myself/no timeouts, 30 seconds left, I hope this next play helps/I'm losing my mind, I look to the sideline, man this feeling's scary/God senses my doubt and then He shouts out "my child throw the Hail Mary"/this time I don't question it, I do exactly as He say now/just as the clock expires, the whistle blows, TOUCHDOWN!/ once again Team True love wins, time for a celebration/still undefeated, a win very much needed as we knock off Team Temptation/now we preparing for the next test, a hard one for True Love Nation/cause they undefeated too, but we have to conquer Team Communication/and they've been known to disrupt even the strongest relationship/but with Coach God leading us, I believe we going to the championship
Moral of the story: sometimes we don't make the best decisions in relationships. And sometimes this causes a temporary suffering. But if you keep God in your life and put forth the effort, you can overcome all obstacles. "3-corded rope, not easily broken"
Where words have no boundaries.
Monday, October 22, 2012
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
DreamChaser
Oh man! This is the very first erotic piece that I wrote. I was on my way to work, riding the Metro in D.C. Parental Discretion is advised!!
I walk into the room...the lights are off, candles are burning and Slow Jamz I & II are in the cd changer on repeat. Strawberries are on the table with whip creme and champagne accompanying them. Warm, scented massage oil is on the nightstand. Everything is perfect. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. I open it and you walk in wearing a 3/4 length coat. I look into your face, such unrivaled beauty. Eyes twinkling like crystals left out in the sun; body smelling like a field of roses bottled up into such a perfect frame. You take your coat off, revealing a red dress that hugs your body just right. I envision wrapping my arms around you the same way. As if reading my mind you step to me and embrace me, and I hold on to you as if you are life itself. I lead you to the couch, your red heels carrying you across the carpet as if you are gliding. We sit, we chat, we drink. Can't explain the feeling that has taken residence inside of me, but it seems to control my body. I look into your eyes and it's as if this feeling has a twin that lives in you. I ask you would you like more to drink. You answer yes, sounding like the most harmonious songbird that was ever created. As I reach for the wine my hand brushes your knee, sending slight sparks of electricity onto the floor. We look at each other, knowing what it was but living in denial. As we talk more I keep thinking about what just happened and have to ask myself whether or not it was a fluke. So I deliberately place my hand on your knee, sending hot desires burning through our bodies. You look at me with a yearning so strong, that I feel myself gravitating towards you. My lips reach your neck. You let out a soft moan, fueling my longing to devour you. I kiss your shoulder, sliding the straps of your dress down. As they reach your lap, I gaze at your perfect breasts, my mouth watering instantaneously. I make my way down to them, slowly, steady....kissing you in places that evoke moans from you. I take one breast in my hand, texture so soft, slowly allowing my tongue to flick across your nipples, sending ecstasy through your body. As I slide my hands across your thighs, the energy makes both of us close our eyes for a brief second. I stand you up, letting your dress fall to the floor. Takes a while for me to get myself together, your body taking the breath out of me. I lead you to the bed...actually I let you walk in front as I become mesmerized by your lovely humps and the unparalleled view that I have. I lay you down on your stomach, letting you become relaxed as I pick up the oil. Pouring it into my hands, letting it warm up. Rubbing, massaging, touching...satisfaction for the both of us. Back, legs, butt, feet...I caress your body, leaving nothing untouched. Finally I slide your thong off, watching your juice slowly drip down. I roll you over, admiring your perfection. My lips reach your thighs, sucking, nibbling. As I go from thigh to thigh, my tongue to lightly tickles your clit. Then I place my tongue on your pussy lips, slowly licking up, stopping right before my tongue touches your clit, teasing you, tasting you. Instead of going further up, I slide it back down, continuing to do this as more juice is being produced by your sugary walls. Finally I take your clit into my mouth, sucking on it, licking on it. You moan, grab onto my head as I feast on your nectar. I don't know which one is sweeter: you or the strawberries. I'm thinking you, so I grab a strawberry and slide it across your pussy to see if my guess is correct. You moan, you groan, letting me know how you feel. As I touch you and taste you, your body begins to tremble. You grab my head and push it into you more, telling me not to stop. As you cum I continue licking your clit. Your legs shake uncontrollably, your body is weak. But I'm not finished. You can't move, but you enjoy the feeling. I keep it steady, firm, soft, all the things you enjoy. Before you have time to get yourself together, another orgasm creeps along your body. I watch as it travels south: starting with your eyes rolling in the back of your head, your lips moaning, your nipples standing erect, your stomach moving in and out faster and faster, your thighs shaking, until your pussy juice flows out one more time, tasting like project Kool-aid....too sweet, but yet can't stop drinking it. As you lay there I can hear your pussy ringing, as if I won the top prize. Its getting louder and louder, until I realize that it's my alarm clock. I'm dazed, confused, thinking to myself "wow, what a dream". Then I look down at my pillow; it's wet and smells like strawberries......
I walk into the room...the lights are off, candles are burning and Slow Jamz I & II are in the cd changer on repeat. Strawberries are on the table with whip creme and champagne accompanying them. Warm, scented massage oil is on the nightstand. Everything is perfect. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. I open it and you walk in wearing a 3/4 length coat. I look into your face, such unrivaled beauty. Eyes twinkling like crystals left out in the sun; body smelling like a field of roses bottled up into such a perfect frame. You take your coat off, revealing a red dress that hugs your body just right. I envision wrapping my arms around you the same way. As if reading my mind you step to me and embrace me, and I hold on to you as if you are life itself. I lead you to the couch, your red heels carrying you across the carpet as if you are gliding. We sit, we chat, we drink. Can't explain the feeling that has taken residence inside of me, but it seems to control my body. I look into your eyes and it's as if this feeling has a twin that lives in you. I ask you would you like more to drink. You answer yes, sounding like the most harmonious songbird that was ever created. As I reach for the wine my hand brushes your knee, sending slight sparks of electricity onto the floor. We look at each other, knowing what it was but living in denial. As we talk more I keep thinking about what just happened and have to ask myself whether or not it was a fluke. So I deliberately place my hand on your knee, sending hot desires burning through our bodies. You look at me with a yearning so strong, that I feel myself gravitating towards you. My lips reach your neck. You let out a soft moan, fueling my longing to devour you. I kiss your shoulder, sliding the straps of your dress down. As they reach your lap, I gaze at your perfect breasts, my mouth watering instantaneously. I make my way down to them, slowly, steady....kissing you in places that evoke moans from you. I take one breast in my hand, texture so soft, slowly allowing my tongue to flick across your nipples, sending ecstasy through your body. As I slide my hands across your thighs, the energy makes both of us close our eyes for a brief second. I stand you up, letting your dress fall to the floor. Takes a while for me to get myself together, your body taking the breath out of me. I lead you to the bed...actually I let you walk in front as I become mesmerized by your lovely humps and the unparalleled view that I have. I lay you down on your stomach, letting you become relaxed as I pick up the oil. Pouring it into my hands, letting it warm up. Rubbing, massaging, touching...satisfaction for the both of us. Back, legs, butt, feet...I caress your body, leaving nothing untouched. Finally I slide your thong off, watching your juice slowly drip down. I roll you over, admiring your perfection. My lips reach your thighs, sucking, nibbling. As I go from thigh to thigh, my tongue to lightly tickles your clit. Then I place my tongue on your pussy lips, slowly licking up, stopping right before my tongue touches your clit, teasing you, tasting you. Instead of going further up, I slide it back down, continuing to do this as more juice is being produced by your sugary walls. Finally I take your clit into my mouth, sucking on it, licking on it. You moan, grab onto my head as I feast on your nectar. I don't know which one is sweeter: you or the strawberries. I'm thinking you, so I grab a strawberry and slide it across your pussy to see if my guess is correct. You moan, you groan, letting me know how you feel. As I touch you and taste you, your body begins to tremble. You grab my head and push it into you more, telling me not to stop. As you cum I continue licking your clit. Your legs shake uncontrollably, your body is weak. But I'm not finished. You can't move, but you enjoy the feeling. I keep it steady, firm, soft, all the things you enjoy. Before you have time to get yourself together, another orgasm creeps along your body. I watch as it travels south: starting with your eyes rolling in the back of your head, your lips moaning, your nipples standing erect, your stomach moving in and out faster and faster, your thighs shaking, until your pussy juice flows out one more time, tasting like project Kool-aid....too sweet, but yet can't stop drinking it. As you lay there I can hear your pussy ringing, as if I won the top prize. Its getting louder and louder, until I realize that it's my alarm clock. I'm dazed, confused, thinking to myself "wow, what a dream". Then I look down at my pillow; it's wet and smells like strawberries......
"Diary of a Cheating Woman/Man"
It's a Friday night, I had a long day at work all I want to do is go home and relax. I get me something to drink and I think of renting a movie. I've seen most of the new releases that have went to dvd, so just as I am deciding to bypass the movie decision I remember a title that was suggested that I watch: Diary of a Cheating Woman. Yep, finally some women have come out and admitted to their indiscretions. But you know that regardless of how many times you watch it, you will never figure out why women cheat. There are a million reasons for it, so at this point it's something that we have to accept in life. But by no means is this a woman-bashing post because if you have read any of my previous posts, you will see that the double standard is an act that doesn't quite sit well with me. So as you read this post don't take it the wrong way. I'm just addressing a movie that was put out for the world to see. So fasten your seat belts because this may be a bumpy ride.
The major excuses that you hear from women in regards to them cheating is because they were cheated on or they aren't getting something that they need at home. Either way that's bullshit. Let's start with the being cheated on aspect. If he cheated on you, then you need to do one of two things: either forgive him and work on getting past that, or leave him. Simple. If you don't want to leave because of something invested, but yet you don't trust him, then you need to make a decision on what you want because trying to get some "get-back" does nothing but complicate things. I understand that trust is not easily earned, and even harder to sustain once something of this magnitude has happened. But that's when you have to decide if his cheating is a deal-breaker. If so, walk away. I know that's easier said than done, but it's better now because you will not fully trust again if it's not something you can put past you. If walking away is not what you want, take some time to get your mind together, take control, and see what steps need to be taken to help the relationship get back on track. But only if it's what you BOTH want. If he's a real man, he will see how much it hurt you and will do whatever it takes to win your love and trust back. It should also be an isolated incident as well. If it becomes a regular occurrence, then you both need to grow up! Lol. But at no point should you go out and have sex with someone just because your dude cheated on you. We adults, not children. The Golden Rule isn't something that should be manipulated in this situation.
The other issue that was used the most was that the man isn't giving you something at home. Whether it's financially, emotionally, mentally, physically, whatever. If that's the case, then what you need to do is sit down with him and let him know what is not being fulfilled in your life. Give him the opportunity to correct it because men are simple creatures. Mind readers we are not. Nor are we well versed in body language. So what that means is you have to actually tell him some things, even if it may seem obvious to you. A man's mind is almost full of sports, money, sex, and food. And that may seem like a few things compared to the inner workings of a woman's mind, but if you could open his head and see his brain you would see these 4 things compose the most of his thoughts. So it's not that he doesn't care about your needs. Sometimes he just doesn't know them. And stop telling him it's nothing, then expect him to perform some CSI investigative type work to find out what's wrong. When you ask a man what's wrong and he says nothing, it's probably one of two things: it's nothing that we feel needs to be discussed just yet because we haven't figured the bullshit out ourselves yet, or it's actually nothing. By the way, the latter part is the case 88% of the time. So back to the cheating reason. You say you aren't getting these things at home. So what do you do? You go out and find a dude who makes up for what you are not getting at home. You don't leave your man because he's a good man, you see the potential he has to be a great man, and you will be damned if you let him leave and he becomes that man with the next chick! So you keep him around and just enjoy the company of this side dude. Now you are getting everything you wanted, just not from the same place. And you actually try to justify that this is cool by saying you wouldn't be out here with Tony if things weren't lacking at home. Are you really listening to yourself? Let's look at things a different way: say your man was coming to you and wanting sex but you wasn't necessarily feeling it every time so you start denying him. He goes out and finds sex elsewhere. It's just sex because dudes not really out here cheating for emotional or mental reasons. He gives you his heart because just like you see in him, he sees the potential for you as well. Do you accept his reason for cheating? No you don't. That's a double standard. At the end of the day, communication is needed. And this goes for both genders. Both should be willing to not only speak on what is wrong, but also to accept what is being told to them without complaining. I'm not a dude that asks for much. I accept a lot in life and I understand that we are different. But if I speak on something, it's because it's something important to me. And if I speak and it doesn't feel like the person is listening or trying, then we have a problem. Which could result in some things not being said, in turn causing a situation to blow up that could have been handled earlier. I say that to say talking AND listening/receiving are very important to a healthy relationship as well as with trying to prevent cheating. And as always if the person isn't willing to make changes then you need to make that decision on fight or flight. Fight for what you want, or take flight and exit stage left.
A couple of things that were being said throughout the movie were funny, some were true. One in particular was one of the guys saying that men "cheat down". This means that who he's cheating with is not on the same level as his woman, be it physical, financially, intelligence, sexiness, etc. And it's crazy but that's true. A lot of women can't understand this because they look at the woman he cheated with and start comparing themselves to her. "My ass bigger than hers". "I'm way prettier than her". "She works at McDonalds". They want to know why, if he was going to cheat, he didn't go for the chick in his office that she would have went for if she went that way. The reason is something similar to what Steve Harvey said in "Think Like A Man" (not too fond of the movie but that's another post!). He said a man needs to feel like a man. He needs to feel he has some control. And when he doesn't, well he finds someone that will make him feel like a man. While you are bashing him or trying to run things in the relationship and not really relinquishing any control, Keisha down at the local chicken joint he goes into is always telling him how smart he is, how handsome he his, how neat he dresses. She's stroking his ego. I don't think that really hit home. SHE'S STROKING HIS EGO! This simple act can produce some of the most successful relationships, all because you made him feel like a real man. Some women really know how to utilize this technique. They are the ones celebrating their 25th, 30th, and 50th anniversaries. This goes for compliments as well as physical activities. If he's doing something and it feels good, add a little extra moan to it! Or hit him with a "damn". Lol. My girl makes me feel like my kisses are the shit. Like the sex is the bomb. Is that true? It may or may not be, but she strokes my ego and makes me BELIEVE that it's true! And this goes a long way with preventing a man from stepping out. Now granted, if he's sitting around not working, smoking weed, and chasing Keisha's then that's a different thing and you are back to the fight or flight decision.
Didn't think I was going to write this much, but my fingers started making love to the keyboard and I just started stroking. Keystrokes, that is. Cheating helps no one, and hurts everyone. Sure it feels good temporarily, but you take the risk of losing out on one of the best things that could have happened to you. And Karma is real. I understand that people say if it's meant to be, it will happen. But that doesn't mean you are not supposed to put action into it. James 2:17 says "Faith without works is dead". And I used to tell people the "meant to be" cliche simply because I didn't want to deal with them seriously(I apologize if there's anybody reading this and I told you that). Because the truth is, you could be fated to have a certain job. But if you never put in the application, you expect them to just call you out of the blue? The Lord works in mysterious ways, but you don't know much about Him if you think it works like that. Anyways, so much more could be said about this but I'm sure I've covered things in past cheating posts that I've written. And who knows, maybe I'll come with a part two. Or even crazier, a Diary of a Cheating Man with some actual scenarios from people. Stay tuned...
The major excuses that you hear from women in regards to them cheating is because they were cheated on or they aren't getting something that they need at home. Either way that's bullshit. Let's start with the being cheated on aspect. If he cheated on you, then you need to do one of two things: either forgive him and work on getting past that, or leave him. Simple. If you don't want to leave because of something invested, but yet you don't trust him, then you need to make a decision on what you want because trying to get some "get-back" does nothing but complicate things. I understand that trust is not easily earned, and even harder to sustain once something of this magnitude has happened. But that's when you have to decide if his cheating is a deal-breaker. If so, walk away. I know that's easier said than done, but it's better now because you will not fully trust again if it's not something you can put past you. If walking away is not what you want, take some time to get your mind together, take control, and see what steps need to be taken to help the relationship get back on track. But only if it's what you BOTH want. If he's a real man, he will see how much it hurt you and will do whatever it takes to win your love and trust back. It should also be an isolated incident as well. If it becomes a regular occurrence, then you both need to grow up! Lol. But at no point should you go out and have sex with someone just because your dude cheated on you. We adults, not children. The Golden Rule isn't something that should be manipulated in this situation.
The other issue that was used the most was that the man isn't giving you something at home. Whether it's financially, emotionally, mentally, physically, whatever. If that's the case, then what you need to do is sit down with him and let him know what is not being fulfilled in your life. Give him the opportunity to correct it because men are simple creatures. Mind readers we are not. Nor are we well versed in body language. So what that means is you have to actually tell him some things, even if it may seem obvious to you. A man's mind is almost full of sports, money, sex, and food. And that may seem like a few things compared to the inner workings of a woman's mind, but if you could open his head and see his brain you would see these 4 things compose the most of his thoughts. So it's not that he doesn't care about your needs. Sometimes he just doesn't know them. And stop telling him it's nothing, then expect him to perform some CSI investigative type work to find out what's wrong. When you ask a man what's wrong and he says nothing, it's probably one of two things: it's nothing that we feel needs to be discussed just yet because we haven't figured the bullshit out ourselves yet, or it's actually nothing. By the way, the latter part is the case 88% of the time. So back to the cheating reason. You say you aren't getting these things at home. So what do you do? You go out and find a dude who makes up for what you are not getting at home. You don't leave your man because he's a good man, you see the potential he has to be a great man, and you will be damned if you let him leave and he becomes that man with the next chick! So you keep him around and just enjoy the company of this side dude. Now you are getting everything you wanted, just not from the same place. And you actually try to justify that this is cool by saying you wouldn't be out here with Tony if things weren't lacking at home. Are you really listening to yourself? Let's look at things a different way: say your man was coming to you and wanting sex but you wasn't necessarily feeling it every time so you start denying him. He goes out and finds sex elsewhere. It's just sex because dudes not really out here cheating for emotional or mental reasons. He gives you his heart because just like you see in him, he sees the potential for you as well. Do you accept his reason for cheating? No you don't. That's a double standard. At the end of the day, communication is needed. And this goes for both genders. Both should be willing to not only speak on what is wrong, but also to accept what is being told to them without complaining. I'm not a dude that asks for much. I accept a lot in life and I understand that we are different. But if I speak on something, it's because it's something important to me. And if I speak and it doesn't feel like the person is listening or trying, then we have a problem. Which could result in some things not being said, in turn causing a situation to blow up that could have been handled earlier. I say that to say talking AND listening/receiving are very important to a healthy relationship as well as with trying to prevent cheating. And as always if the person isn't willing to make changes then you need to make that decision on fight or flight. Fight for what you want, or take flight and exit stage left.
A couple of things that were being said throughout the movie were funny, some were true. One in particular was one of the guys saying that men "cheat down". This means that who he's cheating with is not on the same level as his woman, be it physical, financially, intelligence, sexiness, etc. And it's crazy but that's true. A lot of women can't understand this because they look at the woman he cheated with and start comparing themselves to her. "My ass bigger than hers". "I'm way prettier than her". "She works at McDonalds". They want to know why, if he was going to cheat, he didn't go for the chick in his office that she would have went for if she went that way. The reason is something similar to what Steve Harvey said in "Think Like A Man" (not too fond of the movie but that's another post!). He said a man needs to feel like a man. He needs to feel he has some control. And when he doesn't, well he finds someone that will make him feel like a man. While you are bashing him or trying to run things in the relationship and not really relinquishing any control, Keisha down at the local chicken joint he goes into is always telling him how smart he is, how handsome he his, how neat he dresses. She's stroking his ego. I don't think that really hit home. SHE'S STROKING HIS EGO! This simple act can produce some of the most successful relationships, all because you made him feel like a real man. Some women really know how to utilize this technique. They are the ones celebrating their 25th, 30th, and 50th anniversaries. This goes for compliments as well as physical activities. If he's doing something and it feels good, add a little extra moan to it! Or hit him with a "damn". Lol. My girl makes me feel like my kisses are the shit. Like the sex is the bomb. Is that true? It may or may not be, but she strokes my ego and makes me BELIEVE that it's true! And this goes a long way with preventing a man from stepping out. Now granted, if he's sitting around not working, smoking weed, and chasing Keisha's then that's a different thing and you are back to the fight or flight decision.
Didn't think I was going to write this much, but my fingers started making love to the keyboard and I just started stroking. Keystrokes, that is. Cheating helps no one, and hurts everyone. Sure it feels good temporarily, but you take the risk of losing out on one of the best things that could have happened to you. And Karma is real. I understand that people say if it's meant to be, it will happen. But that doesn't mean you are not supposed to put action into it. James 2:17 says "Faith without works is dead". And I used to tell people the "meant to be" cliche simply because I didn't want to deal with them seriously(I apologize if there's anybody reading this and I told you that). Because the truth is, you could be fated to have a certain job. But if you never put in the application, you expect them to just call you out of the blue? The Lord works in mysterious ways, but you don't know much about Him if you think it works like that. Anyways, so much more could be said about this but I'm sure I've covered things in past cheating posts that I've written. And who knows, maybe I'll come with a part two. Or even crazier, a Diary of a Cheating Man with some actual scenarios from people. Stay tuned...
Lemme Reintroduce Myself/Crazy
*Peeps my head in, looks around. Takes one step into the room, two steps. Clears my throat:*
Ummm, hello everybody. I know some of you new ones may be asking who the hell I am. And some of you regulars might be asking where the hell I've been, and how I could just walk away from you when you needed your fix. Or hell, you may have found another supplier and I'm just a faded memory. Nonetheless, I'm back on the block. Can I say I'm jumping back into the game head first? Not yet, but I'm trying to come around and let you know I still got that heat rock so don't forget about me just yet.
This next post is something that I wrote a couple of years ago(yep, I put up old stuff too. Deal with it! lol). It was a funny piece to me, but it's also some real sh*t and I decided to share it with some of my folks. The name of it is simply "Crazy". So hopefully you will be able to see through your anger at me, and enjoy what I have put out here for you. Oh and by the way, my real name is Will Smith. Thank you.
Lonely nights laying in bed, should be wrapped in between your legs, but instead
Crazy thoughts roaming my head
What you doing? Where you going? Who you wit'?
Are you thinking of me? Is he touching you? I can't take this shit.
Got me feeling sick, another night left feeling restless
Heart is burning, stomach is turning, feeling breathless, I'm helpless
Why do I keep finding that love that's reckless?
The kind that is filled with traffic jams and delays
People who don't give a damn; roads with potholes and shut down freeways
"I love you" is what we say, but if that was the case
Then why is this relationship a 3-way
You thinking "me & him" plus "me & Jay"
I'm thinking "bitch I'll kill you...it don't work that way!"
But on some real shit, who you being real with?
Is it that dude over there, or this dude Will Smith
I was in the Pursuit of Happyness, then came the madness
Then the pain and the rain, now comes the sadness
Why can't we have this if we work hard at it
Strung off your love like a fucking drug addict
Damn you was my habit, now I'm going thru withdrawals
Lying to me, saying you don't have any missed calls
Now I'm pissed off but it's cool, I get the hint
Like the fucking cliche goes, it'll be if it was meant
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