Thursday, January 29, 2015

OOOOH


The smell of the  Peach Bellini candle from Bath n Body Works filled the room and was the only source of light..Luther Vandross's "Superstar (LIVE version)" is playing..the shower was hot and steamy...he walked up the stairs with such excitement to see her and hold her. It was a long hard day, he began to smile thinking of her smile, the scent of her neck.. hair and her cute lil booty. He only wanted to play in her curls and listen to her talk..it soothed him. He reaches the top step to turn into their master bedroom. He was greeted with the scent of the  candle he bought her for Christmas. He smiles. He's elated..  "My baby" he whispers to only be broken from his trans by a moan. He realizes the shower is going, looks towards the door of the bathroom and now sees the steam. The room is dim from the candles but he was able to see enough to go right to the bathroom door and find out what the hell was going on. He gently pushes the door open, bracing his self to be heart broken...


He exhales...and thanks God in his head. He smiles and watches her pleasure her self in the shower. He stands there... she's so into her self that she didn't hear him come in not that it mattered. She doesn't mind him watching her.. He admired her from head to toe. Her long curls dripping wet, long enough that they covered half of her dime sized aureoles. She had high cheek bones that only added to her radiant smile. Her lips were plump and succulent. Her tits were more then a hand full but yet not too much. Her thighs were thick and firm, like she ran track all her life!  

He knew she was only getting started..she wasn't even moaning with her mouth open yet..he began to quietly undress his self...he was going to help finish her off and at the same time blow off some steam. Just as he was about to step in the shower. She realizes her love was standing right there...
She smiles."How long have you been standing there?" "Long enough to see, you may need my help"
He steps in, they embrace. Her head falls right at his collar bone. She inhales him and becomes high.
She kisses his neck, he picks her up and gently leans her against the shower wall. They kiss like high school virgins scared to take that next step. He slides in her, she's rushed with feelings of excitement, pleasure and pain all at once. His strokes gentle yet strong. She finally gives him the sign he's been waiting for with her head slightly tilted back and her mouth in the formation of the perfect "OOH" but all she can do is let off a loud but very sexy moan..

The fun has just begun...


Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Understand...

Understand it's not about makin u hurt..revenge or malice in any form...it's about what I deserve..unfortunately it took for u to hurt me SO bad for me to remember this AGAIN....

#therealistshitieverwrote 

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

The hopeless romantic

We all just want to experience that kinda of love you've  exhibited to others...

The self-less I wrote you a poem while you slept type of shit..
The you were having a bad day so I surprise you with roses type of love...
The I just really wanna give you
 "this D" and make you forget about the fact that you just did your hair type of love...
The...don't worry about dinner babe I got us take-in...Don't worry the baby is already sleep..it's all about you tonite type of love...
The I won't ask..."here's a glass of wine type of love" "white" cause Red sometimes gives you a headache
😏 (yaaaas smirk)
The...it's definitely about you but it damn sure pleases me...seeing you smile type of love...

Friday, January 2, 2015

"THE HER"

Have you ever looked right into your lovers eyes...that you seen their soul...their soul ties...their hurt..their happiness...the reason "why"

When you smile " your eyes smile too" she mentioned this to him and he smiles..you can see the dimple in his left cheek and the grin of a 5 year old who got just his very first bike that he's begged for all year!

They stare directly into each other's eyes...it's silent but their both thinking "I wonder what he/she is thinking" she breaks their trans. 
She looks down and away...
He wants her...not just physically...but intimately...he wants to finish her sentences..send her flowers on her bad days...take her to lunch "just because"...encourage her..pray for her...court her..hug and kiss her...be the father of her children...make her bath water and drink it even..if that's what she needs from him that day. This is "THE HER" he feels just like that emoji wit the "stars for eyes" he's stuck..struck...and he DONT give a Fuck!!!!

REAL THOUGHTS

Some of my deepest thoughts are the ones that I'll never write down...it will only make it real...
Something NOONE is ready for...most importantly....NOT ME!!!!

Chess Anyone?


Her hairs wrapped...she's wearing your T shirt..she smells just like skin so soft...Ya's legs are tangled just like they are every night! 
She lays on her left side as you whisper to her how was your day babe? What do I need to do tomorrow and what's on our weekend agenda?....you hold her 20m...later  U-turn because in reality you want her to hold you.... want for a second to feel that..."respect..appreciation,.for being "Her King" she literally has your back! Rest baby...you've been out in this world fighting for " US! Our Family and Future" I'll take the 3rd shift...close your eyes...breath...your off duty...
"Just like in a game of chess a queen always PROTECTS her King"