impulse

I took it upon myself to master the release of trapped convulsions which lay deep within her. She was in my sight for what seemed an eternity. Alone, we meet, eye contact, bodies move together with an indescribable energy. Never, did we stop looking into the depths of our souls. We danced . And as she moved to the slow songs playing in the distance the room became dark. My senses became innate as my hand touched her face. Her hands freely exploring my body. Warm breaths across my neck. She pushed, but I took control. I position myself in such a way. Lips now on hers swollen. Pressed against wetness as we kissed she pushed but could not deny that satisfying feeling we (I) was trying to have. No longer in denial she could not resist the soft touches that outlined the figure 8 in front of me. Slowly I carved my name on the hills with my finger tips until they parted and the river lead me to a cave. I got lost in until she echoed obscenities  inside out and right side in. If there ever was such a thing. She spoke in tongues as did her pussy wrapped around my fingers. I controlled the language of love for which she now spoke. The melody of her  baritone voice disappeared in the sound of the tunes playing in the back ground. As I left my name on the inside, my third eye, engraved her walls as they flooded my fingers with the sea. Right as she clenched my wrist I signed ILY to her lower half. Leaving lipstick marks across her neck. Hickies down her chest. Hershey kisses between my lips her body shook as my 3 fingers dug deeper in her. Control she relinquished for once in her dominant life style. She embraced her femininity as I took it upon myself to master the release of trapped convulsions which lay deep within her. She was in my sight for what seemed an eternity. And though our experience lasted but a brief moment, she will for ever remember me.

How to clean your Snatch!

Ight u asked for it …or so ur pplz asked for it cuz u need to know how to wash ur pussy right. YES I’m telling u ! yo pussy stank cuz no one taught u how to wash tha shit right !!!!!
Now pay close attn and ur going to need the following items: three CLEAN wash clothes, 1 unscented bar of soap, a CLEAN towel, HOT water and for back up a douche.
For everyone to get the concept of washing ur ass u also need to learn how to wipe ur ass
1: when u piss in shit in one sitting ima need u to wipe two separate times. Wipe the front and then reach around ur back and wipe ur ass with a new wodd of TP. Even better to use BABY WHIPES n e way or feminine wipes.
WASHING YOUR SNATCH!!!!! 101
1: turn the water on look warm …the hotter it is outside the warmer your water
2: grab 1 of you 3 CLEAN wash clothes. Make sure they are of all dif colors and remember which one you used for your face, your body and ur ass. I know it seems like a lot of laundry in the future but I’m sure u would much rather have a clean smelling nah nah
3: take the clean wash cloth and soak it in the warm water and lather it with the bar of soap.( SN: body wash does not I REPEAT does not! Have the same affect as a bar of soap. ) Ima also need u to use unscented so you can smell the difference along the way.
4: put yo leg on the wall, on the soap dish or what ever you have that will keep u balance…just don’t go bustin ur ass …I don’t want u suing me …n e way I don’t have n e money
5: if u have a hair kitty now is the time to invest in Veet, a razor (I love the electric razors J ) or go get a Brazilian wax! Hair holds heat, makes you sweat more and also holds odor. If your not into going bald plz trim as low as u can..
6: now that your wash cloth is lathered wash you snatch from the front to the middle (don’t confuse ur twat with ur ass whole (thas a whole different wash cloth)!
7: when ur pussy is lathered go head and rinse it off with ur wash clothe.
8: then smell you wash cloth….I didn’t studder bitch SMELL IT ..if it stinks repeat steps 3 and 6 until you no long smell a stench.
9: proceed to wash ur face with 1 of the other colored clothes. And your body with the 3rd.
10: Take the clean towel and dry off!
Now for those of you who follow these steps and for what ever reason you kitty still smells like a wet dog then u can follow with a douche. PLEASE do not douche more then 1nce ever 6months to a year.
NOW if the douche doesn’t work…:( …then u need to take ur ass to the doctor cuz I cant help u with that shit.
WRITTEN BY *SASSY :) - ADD YOUR OWN INSITE

she is...or is she

do you know if she’s capable of loving? if she’s ready to open her eyes and see the truth in her mind? does she know if she’s hungry? If she’s tired? or if she wants to walk by the sand and hold hands? or if she would prefer to kiss under the stars smelling of sea salted air? does she care to brush her hair or wear it free like her ancestors? does she know, that she is a queen no longer a princess who deals with such princes if they ever were one to begin with.  is she willing and ready to educate her womb of the misconceptions of vital contraception? Is she strong enough to face her demons? Does she understand the symbolism of this “bad bitch or Barbie”? or will she submit to who society forces her to be instead of fighting for who she is naturally? Is she ok with having no curves at all or 1000 curves broad and strong? would she prefer to sip the nectar from the fruit tree then the mascato passed around the dinner table. is she happy with the dark eyes for which carry the heart felt souls of the slaves murdered cold? is she ok when she bleeds black blood shed from the whips of the man for whom oppresses her sexuality yet encourages her to bend in short skirts to see private parts? Is she willing to accept the reality that the visions of how she will lose her virginity have been lost centuries ago in the beds of the slave masters quarters with his scorned maid? is content, to live day by day, week by week constantly fighting to speak freedom which "we" were amended? is she fine? is she ok? does she understand that the birthmark over her rib cage resembles the whip lashes of those who stood up for HER rights? is humble enough to accept innocent compliments over those from barbaric men? can she see the image in the mirror needs to be changed if she wants the world to change? Is she willing to accept all concepts of religion and then make up your own mind? Will she be confident enough to walk with her spine straight like a flag pole?

FATAL

my heart doesn't beat the same without your love flowing through it. the breathe in my lounges no longer exist for our expiration has been persistent from the beginning. we let it fall. perish. love is fatal. as she set fire to the rose petals and they disintegrate like the joys of our relationship. i do not reflect on seldom miseries but they are forth coming. instead i dwell on the future; what seems non existent ...what to fill the void with? no flower is precious enough not even a dozen roses. no more, i can't stand to see another flourish only to wither away .even with all the sun and water it will eventually die with no roots to grow its seeds. as the ashes hit the floor and then swept between the cracks. just that easy it becomes the past. we become an illusion .easily persuaded to have never been. no evidence of having begun, lived or was beauty for all who graced its presence. love: at its best ,its worst. fatal in its -self. causing a great deal of whole hearted emotions driving one crazy to the point of almost what seems like no return. love. a word much like a rose ...temporary for some. just a display of beauty until it no longer can hold on to its last petal. and even then the ashes left behind from love are beauty in disguise. as the tears hit the floor and pour into the cracks the ashes form molding of memories. smells invade the senses and allow for what you thought were dreams to become real. love existed. fatal. at its best, it is its worst enemy.

touch

Sealed wit multiple orgasms Traces of cum on the bed sheets Moans heard down the hallways of the dorm Stop and list she's almost there Touched but a hand across her breast Nipples harden, Back arched, goose bumps raise As shivers run thru the bdy And she relaxes to let the orgasm take control Legs trembling Pussy tlkin "FUK" she screams Batteries dead ! Lol

n2me

There’s nothing that lies between me and u Sheets tide around our backs they bring me in and out of u Brings me closer Soft like silk she brings me chills Like the sound of a humming bird Her breathe soothes me The release of soft moans calms me Her legs rapped around me Nothing can describe this vibe Complex moves divide us Adding us Multiplying orgasms between us My lips on ur pussy Givin u internal chills My love for u is now revealed On my lips , chin N on my got damn black sheets Baby u lucky; like me n2 u, u get in u get into me

She Cant

She cant possibly love the way I love. Think the way I think or even look as effortlessly as I do into the eyes of perfection. I cant keep the emotions hidden behind the walls of insecurities and doubt. Patients I hold in my hand , tightly bold up close to my heart like a fire fly as I child I didn’t want to let go. I need that mystery of almost letting go and peeking to see if its still in my hand. Her feelings are why I hold my patients. Will she open her wings and reveal her true beauty, reason and destiny. Am I written on the pattern she wears so proudly. Strut her wings I whisper , she’s priceless. Inclined to know her every move as the wind flows under and over her wings. Through life she goes so , so carelessly. As I watch from a distance the firefly fights to breathe fresh air. I wish not to kill the patients I have so I let it go along with my insecurities and doubt. I stop in front of her nervous not to hurt her I put my hand out and she accepts. She whispers love songs in my ear for what seems a lifetime. I enjoy the moment for what it is I left her go and watch her travel the winds. She cant possibly know what I know about her , love the way I love her or even see what I see when I look closely into the pattern of her wings …