Manic Monday Dance with Dream

Manic Monday April 13,2015

Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

Dance Fitness

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Janelle Monae feat Erykah Badu

"Q.U.E.E.N"

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End of Year Message To You!

Good morning to you!

I have a very special message for you today on http://youtu.be/QjYyUWfyk2Y make sure you check it out BEFORE you go making those 2015 New Year’s Resolutions.

Enjoy your FanTabulous Friday~Dream~

12/26/2014

The Web Diva End of Year Shoot

December 17,2014

Pic Blog

Photo credit: Gerald James,Curvy Girls Photography

Model: Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~,Web Personality

                                                     I'm a Good Girl because HE tells me so

                                                       The Hip Diva

                                                       Oh,these legs want to wrap you tight

                                          I'm The Love Goddess,so why don't YOU love me?

                                                       You just have your story straight,I'm good^

                                                  Feeling myself,so YES I am that CHICK!^

Yes,you come here^

                                                       Now,I'm sitting,run that by me again Baby^

                                         Even a Goddess has to let her hair down sometimes

                                                       Yes,you are mine!

                                          Le Web Diva~Dream~

                                          Peace,Love,and Harmony^

                                                       Occupants Wanted^

                                                       Ohhh weeee

                                                       Oh my look at those thighs!^

                                                       Groove with me baby

                                                                     NO Way...Not Me^

                                                                               

                                                                                  I promise I'm a "Good Girl"^

                                                       Ayyyeeeeee Baby Baby^

                                                     No words...you keep me biting my lip^

                                  "Sit...SIT...How to be a Better Lover Class is about to begin"^

                                                       HAHAHA You Crack Me Up^

                                                       All Smiles Here^

                                                       All that's missing is my cup of tea^

Vintage  Goddess~Dream~

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The Open Farewell Letter

Dear Bae:

I want to thank you for inspiring me to be the best that I can possibly be. I know that at times we did not agree on the format nor the content,especially the ways I present my content. Nonetheless,you kept me motivated. It was the times you suggested that I "do other things" that drove me to do bigger and better. I know that was your way of driving me to accomplish my goals. Even though you were not hands-on with my work, you helped me make choices that I struggled with.  I appreciate it greatly.
The times we've had over the years were not always the greatest,but the outstanding sex and passion we have made up for it. The "toxic" part of our love we've had for each other has fueled a lot of episodes of emotions and angry sex. 
It was more than the sex that kept me in love with you. It was the way you were so protective of me,that kept me near. Simply because you came in my life during a time where I needed that. 
You showed me that you could enjoy me without asking for a thing. You always kept your word on that, you never asked to borrow money and you never asked me to put gas in your car. Again, I thank you for that as well, had you asked me to do anything I would have gladly done so. 
I will miss how you pick on me, I will miss how you hide your emotions during sex (I was so aroused looking into your serious eye's,I saw so much in you),I will miss bragging on you to my friends/family, and I'll miss sharing private things with you because I love the fact you truly understand me. 
I didn't believe at first that you were leaving,since you've said this in the past. I see this time,its true you'll be departing and reality has sunk in for me. I wish I could pick one moment over another to say it was the most remarkable,but I can't. 
I want to stop comparing every man I meet to you. I know that I will never find a man like you. 
As I visit memory lane, I think about how you've changed me and help mold me into the woman that I am today. You taught me things about the (dating) game that I'll take with me forever, and you've shown me how to love without expectations. I want to think that this is only a joke of yours to get another rise out of me,but I know that it is not.
And yes,this bond, this attachment we have was never suppose to be,but it was and it still remains..despite the situations between us,despite the lies that were told and the pain that was caused. I know that you've had others during and after me,I forgive you for never being honest about that part of you. And forgive me for hacking your phone the way I did, all I wanted was the truth and that I got. 
Lastly, I apologize for not choosing someone more to your liking. No,he is nothing like you, and no he could never fuck me nor love me like you do. 
In my mind, you are the husband that I never had and each time we had sex it was our honeymoon. My bedroom was our bed,our sacred place where magic happened. We kept it new and exciting, and when you weren't in my presence I had no problem keeping the pussy on ice until you came back to it. The scent of you and my cum filled sore pussy you left behind, I had no reason to stray...you provided all of my sexual needs.
Bae,I know that you battle certain issues with your life and your emotions from the things that you have endured with your job and your home life. I am sure it has been good and very tough at times.  Whatever it is,please push through it and live your life to the fullest because I see what you see in me, which is a strong individual with so much potential to be greater and a blessing to those you encounter. 
As I try to stitch this part of my heart that you reopened,the tears are beginning to fall again. You are the only man that I can hate,love,and miss in the same damn breath. Maybe it's the affects of our"toxic"love affair...I can't help but think about the time I licked your asshole while jerking you off, something I've never done to another man..and the time you cum on my toes...the times the powerful level of our passion brought me to tears during sex...and the times you would anticipate seeing me when you came back from vacation....and the times we would tease each other after or during your shift,but it didn't lead to sex and we were both cool with it. Mr.Good Big Dick and Mrs.Good Tight Wet Pussy-a sexy ultra kinky combo. 
Alright my Honey,I will wipe my face now. I'm into my feelings simultaneously sad and horny-thinking of how deep you were in my pussy the last time we had sex...the way my muscles were squeezing on your cock was magnificent. I'm pleased my pussy was able to show you that she still has a thing for you. 
I know that I will see you again, this is just another phase in both of our lives...growth and progression. Which is why I did not hug or kiss you goodbye because I know that I will see you again. 
I'm glad that my good pussy is not the only thing that left an imprint on your mind. Please know that your big pretty 11 inch dick isn't the only thing I'm thinking about when I begin to miss you. Confession...it was the way you behaved like a little boy smitten when you were around me....that is what got me-sprung on you...(mutually)addicted to you...loving you...from the time your Granny died and you allowed me to nurture you,while you were on your knees between my legs and I was rubbing your sexy bald head to how we would kiss like we were man&wife before you walked out the door..that smile you gave when you looked back-priceless,and it sealed my heart.

Be safe Bae in your travels. 
Love Always,
Your city "Country" Girl~Dream~

Have A Sweet Dream On Me

Kisses to you & Sweet Dreams.

Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

Dear Diary_HisSexyAuthorityArousesMe

Dear Diary:

I know it has been what seems like forever since I composed in you. I was sitting with my legs crossed sipping on a glass of Trader Joe’s Pinot Noir,doing absolutely nothing special when I realized how overdue I am to update you. Please forgive me for not taking the time to spend with you. I've been busy preparing for upcoming seminars and I've been working out a lot getting this body ready for the summer.

I have picked up new hobbies,productive interest and extra work to keep me busy because he was given an assignment that took him out of the country for six months. So, I have been in this big house by myself (but not really,ha).

Tonight I'm resting from having a freaky yet sensual evening with Sarge. He stopped by after his shift today. I tried to stop by the market before he arrived, but when he called he was a few minutes away so I had ran out of time. I wanted to surprise him with a nice home cooked meal by me, which is a rarity that I get a chance to cook for him because of the hours he works now.

When I pulled into the subdivision I saw his car parked in front of my mailbox. I’m not sure how long he was waiting on me,I thought he would be fussing at me for not being home. Surprisingly, he was not upset, I was shocked. I guess he was just happy to see me. It was nice to see him again.

His light eyes always draw me in to where I lose my focus when I'm speaking to him. We greeted each other with our usual kiss and hug,and he gave my ass a firm smack as I walked in front of him. I jumped and giggled then asked “wow,what was that for”. His reply,”you’ve have been a bad little girl,keeping this soft ass from me”. I said in a sarcastic tone,”no way,not me,you know where I live,and you know when this ass is available..so YOUR fault”.

I threw together a couple of sandwiches,sliced a green apple,and that was our dinner. When “dinner” was over, he massaged my feet while we watched his favorite movie “Major Payne”. There was no sex or foreplay during the movie,only laughing and my sensual foot rub. I wanted to stop him after 20 minutes of the foot rub, to see if he would try to make a move, but I forgot how he gets during his “favorite movie”. He’s like a kid, glued to the T.V. set.

I respected his movie time, but soon as the credits started rolling it was sexy time...haha. Since we were still on the lower level of the house, I didn't want to run upstairs to grab my baby oil, so I slid into the kitchen and grabbed the olive oil. I put olive oil on my tits,ass,and thighs.

Sarge was naked with his back turned, reading something on his Ipad. I tiptoed in the room, and put my fingernails into his waist then ran them up his back. He flinched then got goosebumps along with a massive erection. My reaction,I stood in front of it and bent my behind over to show off my glossy body. Within moments he had his dick deep in me,fucking me from the back. I had one leg in the chair and the other on the T.V. table. It felt like I was doing a split, with my juicy legs parted West and East at the same time. My face was turned slightly, so I could see Sarge facial expressions while he tackling my big ole booty. His face went from super serious with an occasional smile. Sarge is older than myself;however, his youthful self came out when he was in my pussy. He looked like he was shooting 3 pointers from the free throw line. And every time I squeezed my pussy on his dick, that serious face came back...haha. That’s my sneak move, to put my snapper on him because I want to feel the thick head of his penis get even larger and pulse against my walls.

He had my pussy so wet,that it was farting. I think it was because he put his finger in my asshole while he was fucking me from behind. I couldn’t talk sexy to him like I usually do, it was just too good. All I could do was pant,moan and say “ahh...ahhh… ahhhhhhaaa”. He was giving it to me good. The only thing that was missing, him pulling my hair from the back, and spanking my ass telling me how “bad” of a girl I’ve been.

I had to switch positions with him,I felt like he was going to cum and I was not ready to be done. I made me sit down on my leather armless “therapy” chaise lounge chair. I then straddled my plump thighs across him. Sucking on his tongue,our eye’s locked, my booty dropped into his lap. I began to ride the Sergeant rodeo. Oh my goodness, I love how wet my pussy gets when I ride him, she just spits and squirts my nectar all over him. He’s always soaked from his ass crack up to his navel when the ride is over. It has to be the passion between us that makes me so profusely moist when we are having sex. Although we do not see each other every day,the time we spend feels as if we paused time, and start where we left off...and it’s better each time we fuck.

I truly love Sarge, and without a doubt I know he loves me. If I had my way, I would spend the rest of my life with him. He’s full of knowledge and goal oriented, that is such a turn on to me. His sense of humor is ridiculous. No one gets to see the side of him that I do, an even more of a arousal for me. I get a kick out of sneaking up to the precinct, to see him in “action’. Once I overheard him speaking to a subordinate,his supercilious voice intimidated me. I promise you that I had to go wipe my dripping pussy before I left out. Everything that represents authoritative when it comes to Sarge has me in awe. I know kind of crazy, most fear a person who has a tight face that gives off no emotion.  Not I because you know what….the eye’s don’t lie. I know that he wants me to discontinue my relationship with my Huny. From the things that he has said to the things that he has done, like sending my fiance’ away on assignment for half a year.  Sarge knew that my Huny and I were planning our wedding, but everything had to stop when this “unexpected” top secret job assignment came up.

Fuck, I’m having a blissful moment right now. I am not in my right mind. Sarge has his flaws, and its the main reason why I stayed away. His jealous and controlling side was showing even when he wouldn’t have time to see me, he would keep my Huny on the worse cases. Those cases had my man up at night pacing the floor, there were times I had to hold him like a child in order for him to go to sleep. My baby was born to be an officer, but he has a weak spot in his heart for the kiddies. All of his cases with crimes against kids, he takes to heart. And I believe that Sarge knows that about him, so yes, he does the shit on purpose.  Also, Sarge has called him to do personal security for celebs and rich folk on important holidays,hell even one of my birthdays he arranged for him to work so that he could take me out instead of my man.

Yeah, Sarge can be a motherfucker. I thought he was a family man, I was wrong. All of his children are grown, he rarely spends time with them. He’s a chronic workaholic, his wife passed away over 10 years ago, now he is married to the shield.

I have to think very long and hard, if I had the option of being with him instead of my Huny. We are a very active couple, we travel, we have common friends, and we are very sexually active. Sarge loves sex just as much as we do;however,he can go without it longer than I've ever went, and that’s the part I dislike. My fear is that he and I settle down together and he becomes this romantic fucking machine the first year. Then after that he cuts back on the intimacy, to focus more on work….then what I am left to do?! Going back to my Huny for dick, but the tables would turned,I’d be cheating on Sarge with my ex fiance’.

Oh brother, let me finish my glass of wine. My mind is a circus. I may need to keep my good tight,wet pussy and fire blowjobs to myself until my Huny returns. The more time I spend with Sarge the worse things will be, and ultimately I will have a decision to make.

He’s very attentive to my needs when we are together. In addition to,the sex being so damn good to me. And the fact he has power over many, and I have dominion over his heart and mature mind fascinates me.

My wine has my dozing off while typing.Til next time.

Yours truly,

~Dream~

©2014 Thick Dream Productions/Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

Random Blog Love Poem Jan31_2014

My heart beckons for Him
Its rhythm is the leader in a procession
My blood circulation is rapid like rush hour traffic
Its thick,hot,and sweet 
My mind is on repeat
As if I am viewing my thoughts of Him
On a large movie screen
My nose is nostalgic
Which causes my eyes to water
My face stretches into a smile
Its recalling all of the things 
That love about Him
The safety in His embrace
That cannot be duplicated
The soft kiss of His lips
That causes the moisture in my pussy
The gentle whisper of His voice into my ear
That creates my nipples to hardened then elongate 
The way His hands caress my body is spiritual 
Our energy connection is beyond explanation 
This is our situation 
The Universe brought us together
By divine manipulation 

~Dream~

The Bi In Dream

The Bi In~Dream~

As a woman who is confident in everything,including her sexuality. I have to share my opinion why women result to receiving companionship from the same sex. First,we are the dominant sex here in Atlanta. The males have many choices,and our choices at times can be very slim. Second,the men often are unfaithful to their partners which leads many women to be with another woman. Lastly, women admire other women and they know each others bodies,unlike some men there is no guessing about pleasing a woman-we know what we want. Also,not all women know how to effectively communicate their needs to a significant other.  In addition to,if the relationship lacks the intimacy that all women require, that also may influence a woman to pursue a same sex companion.

As a survivor of same sex child molestation, I have some knowledge and experience on the subject matter. During my adolescence I struggled with my sexuality. Never acting on the impulse to be with a woman, I disciplined myself. As a sexually active adult, the temptation is heavy;however, for me the end result would not be fulfilling. Hence, why I will never completely explore the curiosity.

I want to encourage women to work on the intimacy in their relationship. And always find ways to educate and improve yourself. I believe there is nothing wrong with liking (adoration) a woman, but when you cross over to explore with her sexually, you open yourself up to so much more (to persecution from others to pleasing both partners-your lesbian/bi lover and your heterosexual significant other can be a challenge). If that is your choice, I support you. Make sure it’s a decision that you’re okay with, and you’re getting your needs met fully.

Peace and Blessings To You,

~Dream~

Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~truly a grown woman

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Why Would A Man Say No To Sex by Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

Why Would A Man Say No To Sex

Believe it or not men sometime say no to sex, listed below are some factors that could be why he is passing on sex:

He is depressed for whatever reason from self esteem issues or he has a need to be nurtured that is not being fulfilled (some men have difficulties with self image,they struggle with accepting their growing and or aging body,men have a inner “boyish” portion that needs to be nurtured if that isn’t cultivated he could suffer emotionally which causes depression)

His testosterone is low and he is suffering from andropause (symptoms of andropause include-loss of energy,lack of enthusiasm, which hinders his sex drive)

He is having erectile dysfunction (a few causes are: stress,high blood pressure,certain medications)

His role in society and his career has him stressed out (the life of a male minority has many challenges that can only be overcome with hard work and determination,men who take their role in society very seriously constantly stay focused on their image,it is not uncommon for men to have a lingering fear of failure;in addition to,he could begin to have compulsive thoughts which becomes unhealthy and leads to stress)

He is tired (from work obligations or he has a health issue that’s causing him to become tired,the origin can be from an iron deficiency to a chemical imbalance in the brain)

He’s accepting the stereotype that older adults are not supposed to be seen as sexually active beings (some men believe that aging males aren’t to be seen as sexual as they were in their youth,some men believe that they will be viewed as immature or will be categorized as a pervert if they are considered as too sexual)

He is no longer focused on his sex life and intimacy (his role as a provider may replace his desire for intimacy,also other underlying issues with intimacy may cause him to refrain from sex)

His stamina is low due to not being physically active (not performing exercise can cause a decline in libido)

He’s consuming too much alcohol (alcohol is a depressant, it can lower your sex drive,only an occasional amount of alcohol is okay to assist with sexual arousal)

Sex life and Intimacy data compiled by Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

©2014Thick Dream Productions,LLC.

The Complacent Partner-Why Isn't She Kinky Enough

During the course of my life as a Web Diva, I have had many men open up to me about their sex life.  The majority of the topics have been the same-why isn’t she kinky enough in bed.

Here are some contributing factors why some women are not as freaky/kinky sexually:

*Her “freak level” may not be as high as yours. Some women are fine with the basic sexual positions. They do not require a three ring circus to achieve orgasm, they’re just simple when it comes to their pleasure.

*She may not be open to explore certain sexual acts such as fellatio or anal sex due to cultural beliefs and the stigmatisms that come along with it. Unfortunately, there are some people in the United States within certain ethnic groups, who frown upon women who perform oral sex and or receive anal sex. It is not considered the norm, and those who participate in such activities are classified as “nasty” or a whore.

*She may have had a bad experience when “new things” were presented to her sexually,such as a torn anus (from improper or zero prep of the anus).

*Some women are survivors of sexual abuse, and sex to them is for procreation and occasionally satisfying their mate. As a victim,she’s less likely to tap into a deeper form of pleasure.

*Men and women sex “cycles” are not the same. The male maybe in a period where he wants to receive oral sex versus engaging in intercourse. The female could be satisfied with just having sex and getting her toes sucked.

*Age does play a role also, sometimes when one partner is older there’s a generation gap to be considered. If she is older, menopause could be the issue. Or, she has her mindset on how sexuality is supposed to be, and is unwilling to change.  

I encourage you to talk about it, ask questions in a very tactful manner. In order to receive sex on the level you so desire, there must be communication and some compromise. ©2013 Thick Dream Productions/Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

The Complacent Sex Partner

The complacent Sex Partner

"Complacency"
If you are a person who uses sex as a device in the relationship, please take the time to consider these things:
Sex/Intimacy should never be used as a reward
If there is something wrong in the relationship,speak up,communicate to your partner what’s wrong.
The person who is being sexually deprived may not stress to you that they are bothered by the decline in intercourse,but its definitely an issue-UNLESS….they are getting their needs met elsewhere….Example: He/She may not have established a new lover,however, most will contemplate or have one “in the wings”…everyone has that person(s) that they can call who they can “hook up” with (no strings attached=NSA)…that void will get filled…there are plenty of “clean up women” and “dick on wheels” eager to please your mate.
He/She may love you,and it may appear they still have your back,but in this day in time,sexually active people see withholding sex (intimacy=quality time) as a slap in the face.
So, if you are not in the selfish category (out doing your thing,but not taking care of your partner) then you need to relay that to your mate because what you are not doing,someone is doing it or plotted to do so. 
And if you are out doing your thing, and are NOT having sex or spending time with your partner, don’t ever think that person is oblivious..they know something is not right.
Furthermore, never assume that your partner is going to accept a decline in something they’re use to having which is YOU…your time,and your sex. Just because you have history (time invested) doesn’t make it acceptable.
Lastly, no one is exempt from this simply because at times we get caught up in our daily lives,selfish ways, and we forget that we have a responsibility to nurture that special person who has been by our side.©2013 Thick Dream Productions/Ms.Atlanta Thick~Dream~

DearDiary_AMouthful_Confessions

Dear Diary:

Wow,it has been a minute.  Please forgive me for not cracking you open and spilling my guts,but things have been constantly busy for myself.

Today was the first time that my Huny and I had a kinky encounter. My mind and body was utterly turned off by him.  It was something about this last situation, that put me in a bad head space. A couple months ago, I caught him cheating...yes,AGAIN. But this time,oh boy this time,was way heavier...AND....I got clearer results,answers and a lovely dose of sweet REVENGE!!

I was able to get a favor called in with a Federal Agent friend (former boo thing/lover of mine).  He hacked into my Huny's phone,and retrieved data from it that was priceless.  One I learned that he had another phone with a prepaid wireless company,that was only given out and used to contact his groupie "Badge Bunnies".  These were women from his work,from his cases,and a couple associates of ours. Yours truly is sexy,talented and on top of that-intelligent. Guess what I did?!! I cloned this "hoe phone" of his and started some unexpected shit! These women did not know if it was him or someone else contacting them via text message or when I used a voice changing application to alter my sexy tone into a brash male voice...one chick even sent a provocative photo of her raggedy ass pussy,it looked like someone ran her cunt through a meat grinder...yuck. Another chick consistenly called the phone during hours she knew he was home with me,and had the audacity to leave threatening voice messages and text (something I am sure HE put her up to...because he had NO CLUE what in the hell was going and whom it was in his shit so deep).

I was simply mortified by the images,messages,and phone calls that came into this hotline of his. I couldn't help but confront him regarding all of this,and of course his initial impulse was to LIE about everything. But there was nothing to deny,once I presented the phone logs,and printed text. (See as an officer girlfriend, we know if there is an accusation you better back it up with some concrete physical evidence.) He was angry,I was pissed off to the highest of piss-tivity,he wanted to kick my ass,and I wanted to ring his motherfucking neck. There was a lot of screaming,cursing, and blaming. I informed him that I wasn't afraid to leave him&report him to Internal Affairs...because how DARE HIM to send his team of bitches after ME!!! Me, the good woman who has stood by your side throughout the years....OMG-the treachery!! He tried his hardest to explain himself,I do not recall a word of what he was saying because I know I "blacked out" and went into furious black woman mode.

For several weeks,we did not speak,for several nights he slept in his office,and for months the refrigerator was on empty...no dinners were being cooked,if anything was made in that kitchen,it was for myself only.  I think what finally broke the ice was when he went to go take a shit this morning and there wasn't any toilet paper. Well,none that he knew about anyway.  "Babe,can you please tell me that we have some toilet tissue...I just took a huge dump,and I need to wipe my ass"he cried out to me from the downstairs bathroom. I waited at least three minutes before I tip toed downstairs,and handed him the toilet paper while holding my nose. He grabbed my wrist as I reached out to hand it to him,"darling...baby....please....can we stop this"he pleaded. I stood in silence because I wanted to hear what he had to say. "Baby,I am tired of sleeping on the sofa and my office chair,nothing is more comfortable than sleeping next to your soft sweet smelling ass.....what can I do to make it up to you this time....the hoe phone is off...and nobody is speaking to me anyway since they found out about the crazy J.I. Jane chick you are....the fellas found out too and they won't hang out with me no more....baby,you're all I have,please let's start over....what do you want a couple new purses or a new car". I took a moment to think about my reply....."I do not want anything from you,I sure as hell do not want no damned purses,and I do not need a new car the car I have is just fine".  I walked away,closed the bathroom door behind me,and I went back upstairs.

Seconds later,he comes upstairs...crawling on all fours,with my Dominatrix paddle in his mouth. His eyes and his half pulled down True Religion jeans were clues that this was an invitation to spank his ass....so I did and I used my leash to walk him around. He whimpered like a little puppy because his knees were beginning to hurt. I shoved his nose into my crotch and I said...."smell this good pussy you naughty dog you.....smell it....smells good doesn't it....well,you won't be getting any today...because you have been a bad dog....and there is punishment for dogs who roam". I turned around,put his head deep in my big chunky booty crack and released a tremendous fart.  He tried to pull his head back out of the path of the horrible scent,but I grabbed his head and forced him to inhale my atrocious ass fumes. After the gas waves were clear,I spoke to him firmly"now naughty doggy...do you know what NOT TO DO".  He whimpered like a dog and nodded yes. I leaned down to kiss him and we both broke into tears. For 30 minutes we were on our knees in a tight embrace,crying and kissing.

As I get up because my knees were killing me,he pulls down my pajama pants,spreads my sweet buns,and begins to lick the crack of my milk chocolate ass. I froze from the pleasure of his long warm tongue massaging my anus.

I could not allow him to get back in that quick,by turning me out....not today. I helped him up from the floor,and pushed him back upon the bed.  I snatched off his jeans then reached for my "special oil" and poured some into my palm. I begin to jerk his dick with both hands, in a ringing/twisting motion. Although I did not want to,but I couldn't resist, I had to put my lips to his throbbing dick. His eyes rolled into the back of his head,as if he was demonically possessed. (A strong indication that he was immensely enjoying this pleasure.) I then removed both of my hands from his dick,simultaneously I sucked him and massaged the inner portion of his thighs with the remaining oil. My head,was twisting back and forth,left and right,occasionally releasing enough spit down on his shaft.  I went all the way down on the dick,until I gagged and puked a little of my morning cappuccino on him. I stopped briefly to wipe him off,he's still hard rock (indicating that he's turned on from me throwing up on his monstrous erection). I proceeded to give him by far,the best headservice he's ever gotten from me. He held my head,grabbed me by my hair,and I pointed to the mirror...mouth full of his dick. An awed delightful vision,we were spectators of our own reflection. I began to moan, aroused,from my fellatrix performance. His dick starts to vibrate,his legs are trembling (a strong indicator that this sexy blowjob is soon coming to end). I am even more turned on,so I go down deeper on him,until I feel the head of his penis tickle my uvula. "OOOOHHHHH....UUUGHHHH....ARRRRGHHH"he loudly moans as the thick volcanic like burst forces itself from the hole of his penis. His dick is still in my mouth,as he is cumming,and this vast protein shot to my throat caused me to projectile vomit his lap. This wonderful time,the puke came from my mouth and nose....so he got a lovely "gag gift" I earled chunky grainy nacho chips&cheese (my snack after my cappuccino).  We both couldn't do anything,but laugh our asses off. It was sexy,gross,and yet we were equally aroused. And I got the great pleasure of seeing him scrub nacho cheese&tortilla chunks from his unshaven pubic area&ass crack...oh yes,I got him that good....all the way down to his butthole.

My huny was not out the door no more than ten minutes,and the phone rings....its the Sarg. He was calling on his break checking up on me. He wasn't really talking about anything particular,just making conversation. In a poor way...but his method of trying to make amends...is staying in touch knowing things are off balance between us.  The Sarg has a lot of things on his plate, and he does not have the time for a woman like me. The sex is less infrequent,and I rarely see him. I'm not sure if its because of his age,and sex is not a priority in his life....maybe he is embarrassed because he struggled with his erection the last time we had sex.  I am not sure what is with him,but I do know that he's pretending to be happy and diving more into other "things". I'm not a doctor,but I do know when you leave things open like we have,it leaves room for assumption. And I believe by him not dealing with or discussing what's affecting his erection and our intimacy,its leaving us stagnant. And I do not have time for all that....NO LIE,the (polyamory) Goddess in me truly loves him......BUT...if he does not want to talk about it or deal with the matter,then I will stay my pretty brown ass with the bright skin trouble maker I have at home....because he is MORE than a handful...and mouthful,laughing out loud.

Kisses to you,

~Dream~