Dear Diary:
Today I am in super sexy single Mommy mode. I am cleaning up and responding to messages, ignoring some stupidness coming my inbox.
I cannot believe the things that men will try to get my attention. Unbelievable, but all bullshit because they just want to fuck...lol,duh. Some are honest with their intentions,but others want to buy their way between my legs. From the teller at the bank who insulted me by offering me $40 for some sex,I think oral only...but still,WTF...if I was in the business of selling my goodies straight up, it would not be that cheap. Yes, the phone got hung up on that one.
My stalker fan is trying everything to get at me, he offered to put gas in my truck yesterday and has been blowing my phone up....I guess whenever I decide to pick up he will be satisfied. He thinks that he wants me as his girlfriend, nah...he can never be my man, and he knows why. I will never sleep with him,the opportunity he had with me is long gone. Some men, I swear cannot take rejection,they are worse than women. Geesh,its Atlanta there are plenty women here,so stop the bitchassness.
My Xman, Mr. TakeOver brother, he has been calling me to see when I am going to allow him back in my life. I have told him over and over that we can be friends,that is about it. He is having a hard time understanding that too. This morning he proposed that i allow him to come over and let him lay up in my bed and suck on my tits. He then reminded me how I use to suck his dick all day when I was on my period. Like really,lol...my reply"dude,those days are so long gone". I have given him a chance to get back with me, but he wants it back the same way it was, like nothing ever happen. That is just not possible. He and I would have to be in an open relationship because he cheats too damn much. And expects me to act peachy, like his wifey....cook, clean, do porn with only him....hell no. The sex with him is ok,but last time was not all that. I paid for the hotel room, and gave him gas money to get home,I told him I pretty much tricked off with him,lol. Plus he does not do anything spectacular in the bedroom...he does the same old shit,lol...from the back...legs up in his chest,in the buck,and wants head...like that is sooo boring. Compared to what I am getting served with now,WOW,major upgrade.
Yesterday my Xman,the former live-in, talked about my present situation...guess he read the blog from yesterday,lol...he is all jealous and was yelling at me. Yes, he was yelling at me...hell, I do not know how we got on the subject of what I am doing and who I am doing it with. This nigga got straight nasty with me. I hung up the phone, like who in the hell are you...damn near impotent ass,Captain Broke Dick. Broke in the pockets and in the pants,lol,I am serious. He got amnesia about the shit he pulled when he was "the man" hitting this, he was not concerned about a whole lot of shit, like he claims to be concerned about now. And he can keep the money I loaned to him, I will write that shit off....charge it to the game.
My former ball player friend commented to me,"no wonder you cannot come drink from my stream, you drinking from that new fountain,you always flaking out on me". I had to correct him because fuck Daddy does not live in west hell Douglasville,we live in the same county. Also, I gave that character a chance to have a piece of me, but he is hella busy with coaching, kids and his landscaping business. So whatever,try again buddy.
I am still on my bullshit free diet,feeling good. I do not have to deal with the offerings of dick and cash. Those who are going to do for me will,without me having to fuck them, and they have my Bank of America account number to do so. Local folks who really want to bless me with gifts,do it without expectations...if you think you will get me in return, think again. A tank of gas is not an even exchange for some of my ass or time.
I do not see the big rush,lol,you had what years to get with me and years to do right by me,this is nothing new.
Hell, i am still laughing at my Xman Mr.TakeOver,he asked"can I be the first person to get your pussy after you get off your period",lmao! I started to sing the lyrics to "Creep Inn"by Ideal...."Meet me at the creep inn We can spend the weekend I got what you’re seeking"....LOL,I am so not going back to that drama man or any of the others who had their chance. I am looking forward.
What these men fail to realize, they think that its flattering or whatever that I allow them into my "world" to which they have access to my online social networks. I just want them to see where I am going, far beyond where they could ever take me.
Monday, August 8, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Dear Diary,August 7
Dear Diary:
I am laying in bed reminiscing about last night. The sheets smell like him,more like him and I on a high. The sex was outstanding and the feeling I get from just thinking about him is incredible.
Seeing him fuck me in the mirror last night was ever so freaky, I liked it a lot. The look he gave me was like he was about to eat me alive. He stares into my soul. When we have sex it fulfills my entire being. I cannot stop thinking about the feeling he gives me. He does not have to touch me, our sexting is very intellectual, hyper powered stimulating conversation. I like that he can keep up with my appetite....mentally and sexually. Its almost frightening, lol, I almost want to say that I have met my match.
From the first time our eyes met we have had a strong attraction for each other. It was contained yet,if you could peel back one layer, you would see the wilderness running through our minds.
I was afraid to kiss him because kissing to me is just as powerful as sex. It exchanges the energy between the two even quicker. His energy is something I wanted,I now need. I crave him, he craves me. I want to call him a caramel lust and I am his thick dream.
I do not dream, but I dreamed of last night before it actually happened. My dream was very vivid, i could taste and smell him. And the dream was accurate, his scent was exactly how I imagined and his head was positioned where I had envisioned, on my bosoms. My hand massaged his head slow, applying gentle kisses to his forehead, while he stroked slow and deep.
Its amazing that I can stand to have him eat me the way he does, usually I cannot take oral sex nor have I been able to receive it correctly. He is far from the usual. The puddle that he makes from eating my pussy, he licks it up and kisses it back into my mouth. Yummy.
My pussy throbs whenever he is near me, it jumps like a frog is inside of my vagina. He enjoys seeing her on his veiny dick, We both love to feel him grow inside of me with slow deep strokes.
I am closing my eyes, I can see his ass bouncing in the mirror. Looked like he was doing some exotic dance, precision with each stroke. I wanted to bite his ass, he has a very cute butt,lol. He is always complimenting me,"your sexy ass"....my ass, he is very fond of indeed. His tongue went into my crack, I squealed and giggled like a little girl. I smiled at the vision in my mirror.
This is truly a first for me, a man that gives me everything without me having to piece him together with another. How he fucks my mind has my pussy contracting, my medulla wet and anxious but patient. The wait heightens the arousal. When we are face to face, there is no immediate rush to touch or grab. The attraction is strong, so we ease into the groove of each meeting. A slight touch to the arm or a brush on my ass, very simple yet the energy behind each touch electrifying. The kiss is extreme, its like watching a movie on fast forward. The rush is far more invigorating than any drug. I can see,taste, sense the events of his day, he gives me all of the good and bad from it. I recycle it and give it back to him, clean positive energy.
A few hours with him seems like minutes, not a dull moment, his is very attentive. Whatever I ask, I receive it, not half ass...given back a hundred and ten percent. I know, its kinda scary, being this open. At first, I felt vulnerable like a lil lamb chop and he is the hungry hunter. Now I see, I am just as hungry as he. He fills my appetite to where I can burst and go to sleep for an entire day. And in my slumber my body will still be moving from the sensual sex. He has shared that I come to him in his dreams, I concur, he is stalking mine too now.
The first time we had sex, I cried like a baby. I felt like such a bitchass for doing such. He made no big fuss about it, and reassured me it was okay. It was then I knew that he was special and this was something to be cherished, not abused or exploited. He has given me the power to control the dynamics of this,whatever it is. Most would take advantage, but not I. I will use my "key"as needed.
I feel so stupid for depriving myself from pleasure all this time. Maybe this is just me playing make up,idk. I enjoy every last minute of it,lol. I am never depriving myself again in this life from the desire that I deserve. Yes, there are many streams that I could drink from but right now, I am stuck at this fountain....getting my thirst uninhibitedly quenched. Damn, it feels so good. You should see the look in my eye right now,the same look that I give him when he is front and inside of me. Him being in me, has elicited a glow that others wished they were able to ignite....and others wish they could extinguish the inferno we have created.
Good luck I say because this type of force is very hard to darken. My only advice to the admirers and wana be's....become an onlooker and enjoy the view what human nature has gifted me with. A cotton candy web of ecstasy, passion, and realness within a person I can be open with-a true friend.
Kisses to you,
~Dream~
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Dream Atmosphere
As I stand on top of this planet
This Dream universe
I inhale the emissions
From the exosphere
I cough, become light headed
I almost choke, on the debris
With my watery eyes set
The horizon appears hazy
As I glaze out into the vast opening
I feel something is missing
There's something in the darkness that I seek
Is it God
I don't think, He's the only one who hears me speak
Or is it Cupid
I do not know, He and I our relationship lately hasn't been consistent
Could it be the fond memories of what real love feels like
From friends and family?
What is in this massive abyss that's calling upon me?
I am drawn to it
Maybe it's death
Disguised as a comforting place
I don't know what it is
I must resist the pseudo sense of happiness
That its eliciting
I can't help but listen to it
The voice is calming
Almost as consoling as Mother's warm embrace into her bosom
Just as relaxing, when he climaxes,dick pulsating,inside of me, from a very powerful orgasm
The tone is very deceitful
Advising me, reminding me of the lies and empty promises
From those who claimed to have loved me
Those who forsaken me
A fuzzy flashback was shown to me
Of various backstabbings
This gatekeeper to the darkness
Has promised me everything
From fortune to fame
Infinite love to eternal unity
The catch is to live in solitary
Become recluse but produce yourself as needed
Undecided
Unsure what to do
I'm stuck in purgatory
For now,I equate interaction as disappointment and lies
Seclusion,equals rewarding,yet missing the human touch
Undecided, I shall sleep,doing only what is required of me to do
That voice will be calling upon me soon
Tonight I will adhere to its commands,pushing ignore when your call comes through.
This Dream universe
I inhale the emissions
From the exosphere
I cough, become light headed
I almost choke, on the debris
With my watery eyes set
The horizon appears hazy
As I glaze out into the vast opening
I feel something is missing
There's something in the darkness that I seek
Is it God
I don't think, He's the only one who hears me speak
Or is it Cupid
I do not know, He and I our relationship lately hasn't been consistent
Could it be the fond memories of what real love feels like
From friends and family?
What is in this massive abyss that's calling upon me?
I am drawn to it
Maybe it's death
Disguised as a comforting place
I don't know what it is
I must resist the pseudo sense of happiness
That its eliciting
I can't help but listen to it
The voice is calming
Almost as consoling as Mother's warm embrace into her bosom
Just as relaxing, when he climaxes,dick pulsating,inside of me, from a very powerful orgasm
The tone is very deceitful
Advising me, reminding me of the lies and empty promises
From those who claimed to have loved me
Those who forsaken me
A fuzzy flashback was shown to me
Of various backstabbings
This gatekeeper to the darkness
Has promised me everything
From fortune to fame
Infinite love to eternal unity
The catch is to live in solitary
Become recluse but produce yourself as needed
Undecided
Unsure what to do
I'm stuck in purgatory
For now,I equate interaction as disappointment and lies
Seclusion,equals rewarding,yet missing the human touch
Undecided, I shall sleep,doing only what is required of me to do
That voice will be calling upon me soon
Tonight I will adhere to its commands,pushing ignore when your call comes through.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Dear Diary,July 4th,2011
Dear Diary:
Today is a holiday and I woke up way early,I have no plans today. I did the cook out thing yesterday with my homegirl and her family. It was nice to be surrounded by real folk, these people never met me in their life yet they extended the greatest kindness to me and my children. Also, they invited me to become part of their family. I was happy inside and out, to hear that. My family isn't as big, they live right around the corner, and do not speak to me. Sad but true, I manage. I have no problem creating a world without those who tend to use and hurt me. I am very good at that.
Fortunately, I do not rely on other people to make me happy. I have to make myself happier on other levels. Its not always in a sexual form. Providing for my family, brings much satisfaction to me. Having a good heart, I believe is the key to happiness and less stress.
This new no bullshit diet I am on is awesome. I totally enjoy telling the time wasting men who text and call me to bug off. They do not buy or rent my content. They talk my ear off about their fantasies about me. They all allege that they are "real friends" and "not like other guys"sure,sure George,heard that one before. You are no different than a fan, you just want to fuck,let's keep it real.
I really am amused by the men who think I am impressed with their cars,or economic status,none of that shit phases me. Wow,how bitchass they get when they get a "no" from me,like "fat bitch,who are you to turn me down"lmao! Reality check guy, I am Dream and I am not a regular chick,you got me fucked up.com,lol....I am so not a lowly fat chick who jumps at (give it up the first night&get ass for FREE) dinner nights. I am not the one.
I have no time for crazy male drama crap, I am focusing on new innovative ways to make money. Creativity and success is all I eat and breathe. Sexuality, and being provocative is just part of the gumbo.
My Captain Save Em days are over,fellas trying to step to me,better have their shit together. I am not speaking of his FICO score,nor how his 401K is vested,and how many pairs of Jordan's he own. I am talking about his mind&heart composition,and have simple stuff like his own car and place for starters. That is not too much to ask. Because a guy can fuck til sunrise, but if he does not have his own,its not a good combo for a woman who does. And a man who is financially stable does not mean he's a prize catch,especially if he has a fucked up personality.
My kind of guy is laid back,not too uptight. He's the kind of guy who I can joke with and share my fears with. He's not a horn dog, he is sexual but not all about getting the pussy. He is a gentleman, he is genuinely concerned for me. He respects the fact that I have cut back on the wifely privileges because he wants to earn them. He isn't worried about my occupation or my past, he wants to be my future.
When sex with him does occur, its something cherished. I am not treated like those before me. He takes his time with the seduction. He makes sure I am pleased to the utmost. He puts in work, his tongue is the guide. He's not lead solely by his dick, his mind assist in seducing me. He learns all my pleasure spots,without asking. He nibbles on my neck,massages the knots out of my back,rubs on my booty just a little. His sweet kisses are impeccable, they make me wet as the mere thought of him.
When I am with him, I feel helpless like a child, as the spider to the fly. Yet, I am the Queen bumble bee, and He-the spider. The big booty bee, frozen in the fetal position, he puts his venom deep in me. Immobile like a coma patient, I want to move,but I cannot. I want to ride his well hung dick. I want to cum all over it. I wish I could take the lead,but I can't,I enjoy his power over me.
That is the man of my~Dreams~.
Happy 4th of July!
Today is a holiday and I woke up way early,I have no plans today. I did the cook out thing yesterday with my homegirl and her family. It was nice to be surrounded by real folk, these people never met me in their life yet they extended the greatest kindness to me and my children. Also, they invited me to become part of their family. I was happy inside and out, to hear that. My family isn't as big, they live right around the corner, and do not speak to me. Sad but true, I manage. I have no problem creating a world without those who tend to use and hurt me. I am very good at that.
Fortunately, I do not rely on other people to make me happy. I have to make myself happier on other levels. Its not always in a sexual form. Providing for my family, brings much satisfaction to me. Having a good heart, I believe is the key to happiness and less stress.
This new no bullshit diet I am on is awesome. I totally enjoy telling the time wasting men who text and call me to bug off. They do not buy or rent my content. They talk my ear off about their fantasies about me. They all allege that they are "real friends" and "not like other guys"sure,sure George,heard that one before. You are no different than a fan, you just want to fuck,let's keep it real.
I really am amused by the men who think I am impressed with their cars,or economic status,none of that shit phases me. Wow,how bitchass they get when they get a "no" from me,like "fat bitch,who are you to turn me down"lmao! Reality check guy, I am Dream and I am not a regular chick,you got me fucked up.com,lol....I am so not a lowly fat chick who jumps at (give it up the first night&get ass for FREE) dinner nights. I am not the one.
I have no time for crazy male drama crap, I am focusing on new innovative ways to make money. Creativity and success is all I eat and breathe. Sexuality, and being provocative is just part of the gumbo.
My Captain Save Em days are over,fellas trying to step to me,better have their shit together. I am not speaking of his FICO score,nor how his 401K is vested,and how many pairs of Jordan's he own. I am talking about his mind&heart composition,and have simple stuff like his own car and place for starters. That is not too much to ask. Because a guy can fuck til sunrise, but if he does not have his own,its not a good combo for a woman who does. And a man who is financially stable does not mean he's a prize catch,especially if he has a fucked up personality.
My kind of guy is laid back,not too uptight. He's the kind of guy who I can joke with and share my fears with. He's not a horn dog, he is sexual but not all about getting the pussy. He is a gentleman, he is genuinely concerned for me. He respects the fact that I have cut back on the wifely privileges because he wants to earn them. He isn't worried about my occupation or my past, he wants to be my future.
When sex with him does occur, its something cherished. I am not treated like those before me. He takes his time with the seduction. He makes sure I am pleased to the utmost. He puts in work, his tongue is the guide. He's not lead solely by his dick, his mind assist in seducing me. He learns all my pleasure spots,without asking. He nibbles on my neck,massages the knots out of my back,rubs on my booty just a little. His sweet kisses are impeccable, they make me wet as the mere thought of him.
When I am with him, I feel helpless like a child, as the spider to the fly. Yet, I am the Queen bumble bee, and He-the spider. The big booty bee, frozen in the fetal position, he puts his venom deep in me. Immobile like a coma patient, I want to move,but I cannot. I want to ride his well hung dick. I want to cum all over it. I wish I could take the lead,but I can't,I enjoy his power over me.
That is the man of my~Dreams~.
Happy 4th of July!
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Dear Diary,June21.2011
Dear Diary:
I am up early this morning,on this official first day of summer. I have a few hours to play without a child of mine in sight,wow-a rare occasion, so why not write something.
My Blackberry is on silent, I had my V8,so I feel like I am on the top of the world this morning. No, I did not wake up to some morning wood. My mind is not bogged down with stress, and my heart is not heavy with trouble. I feel lighter this week due to cutting off some family members that were taking advantage of my kindness. Yes,sometimes its family not those in the streets who fuck you over.
Although my heart is not heavy, I am pondering a few characters and one individual in my life. I guess the easiest way I was told to deal with something, is to break it down to the simplest form...so I will do that this morning one by one.
Let's see who shall I pick apart first? LOL......ok,I will start with my Xmen,the characters that they are. Typical assholes and jerks, yup-you had me,so why concern yourself with what or whom I am doing now. IDK-nosy....curious,either way they are back to fan status,no more chances with me.
My Xman I named "Hostile"aka "Mr.Take Over Brother"he is being salty because I shared that I was involved with someone younger than himself,this stopped his stalker calls at 4am, and he quit begging to come spend the weekend to lay up and do absolutely nothing. He's being childish, I offered my friendship minus the sex,but I guess he cannot be a man and accept that...oh well.
Next there is my last Xman "Mr"he&I are amicable for the most still,but he is jealous I am back dating, I believe he was happy when I was moping over him, and building a wall up for anybody who came at me. I woke up to a text message from him sent at 2am, he tried to slick say I was too close to comfy with my next door neighbor. Guess he thinks I am doing him or was creeping with him when he was living with me. Um hell no,sad he thinks I am that type of woman and besides the neighbor is so not my type. By the way,he's not shared that he is involved with someone yet because he STILL wants to appear like he is the "good guy"working and not paying women no attention. He truly thinks, I am a fool. Its all good because we know that he left Atlanta to be with another woman or took one to Texas with him.
Moving along to the Tenderonie, OMG-this guy is truly a fucking work of art. A liar, and he flexed on Facebook about a hook up I was going to give him,and I revoked that upon reading the post. I have to HAVE to divulge his real age,omy I know its horrible, I hate to even write it....23! That tall string bean is only 23, I found out when he was speaking with a business associate of mine who happens to also be in the music production industry as well. He told me he was 26,that was still cutting it close,but damn 23,that is only 8years older than my oldest child. Yes, the thrill is gone. He flex on Facebook and on other things too, then lied about his age. Major strikes and a turn off. WTF can he do for me besides sling some dick?!
Yesterday Tenderonie called to ask can he come by and chill with me today because he needed to escape. Why is that? Why me? I know that I have said "come to this oasis,this island of me"but damn,that erotic poetic proclamation was not for the random man. That saying I came up with was clearly for my lover and my man. I am not a refuge for wayward men. I know my name is "Dream",but damn. I've already blocked his number,but he can text me. I have said that I am not having sex any longer til my birthday,ok...so what, I was not direct by saying "I am no longer sleeping with you".
I just figured out why I was not direct with my last message to the Tenderonie. I do not want to hurt him by saying I don't want his dick no more, I do not care what he is going through because he brought on this particular situation,and he is grown.
Lastly, I have someone else who say he's interested in me. He and I were suppose to attend the Braves game together last week,but my hectic family life put the brakes on that date night. I hated to cancel on him, I really want to date him,but I feel I am being apprehensive. He's a analyzer, that can be a good and bad thing. Often guys like that read stuff totally wrong, and trying to figure me out and the dynamics of my occupation will drive him nuts. He claims he can handle it, and wants a relationship with the "real" me,he likes the chick in front of the camera, but wants to know the woman,the MILF-the "real"me. That is fine, but I did explain to him that I am harder on the men who know me online and especially if you have seen me naked before meeting me in person.
I like him, not too crazy about the fact he is from Decatur and he has a big dick that I cannot touch til I get to know who he really is. (I've met his representative,now I want to meet the real him.)
Oh yeah, I felt that monster dick of his on my thigh when he surprised me with a hug then a kiss. He is a great kisser, my lips were very comfortable against his.
I am scared,that kiss gave me some powerful energy. The sexual energy I sense with him is very intense, very scary. I got to remain calm, date him, and let things happen naturally. It sucks that he is fully in the know of who I am, he knows how sexual of a person I can be. On the contrary, that is not all I am about, so I must take my time with him, I want him for my own. That is so selfish of me, but I want my name all over his dick, and no I do not want to share him with anyone....maybe his employer, and family-that is about it.
Like I do not give a fuck about the Tenderonie, and damn all my Xmen-this new crush, I want to be deemed "Property of Dream". I want my name...real and persona tatt'd on his neck or back,lol....I am so serious.com.
I made such a selfish statement to him,maybe it was the Mojitos talking,but I told him that I wanted him and I to go get tested before we had sex. BECAUSE I want to feel all of him no barriers, I want free range to do anything with him and he can do likewise. Hot damn, I am getting wet just thinking about it.
Wait hold up,back to reality I have got to get to know him first. I researched our Zodiac signs, not a good pair, but fuck it I am going to try it out anyway. I am going to date him the traditional way, everything should be cool. Long as I start "acting" like I want a relationship,lol...my homeboy told me I wasn't....and as long as he doesn't have any game in these beginning stages-we are double cool;however,if I detect an ounce of game, I am yielding and taking another course of action. I won't dismiss him,just change the outcome.
Its hard being my man because I do like communication, quality time, but I do not like being smothered-I like an equal balance of all,I so do not like initiating sex or anything ALL the damn time...I know men are not mind readers, but shit I am simple-I want time spent,I want my time away from you, and I want sex with only you....get's no easier than that.
Let's see if he can get it right.
Kisses to you,
~Dream~
I am up early this morning,on this official first day of summer. I have a few hours to play without a child of mine in sight,wow-a rare occasion, so why not write something.
My Blackberry is on silent, I had my V8,so I feel like I am on the top of the world this morning. No, I did not wake up to some morning wood. My mind is not bogged down with stress, and my heart is not heavy with trouble. I feel lighter this week due to cutting off some family members that were taking advantage of my kindness. Yes,sometimes its family not those in the streets who fuck you over.
Although my heart is not heavy, I am pondering a few characters and one individual in my life. I guess the easiest way I was told to deal with something, is to break it down to the simplest form...so I will do that this morning one by one.
Let's see who shall I pick apart first? LOL......ok,I will start with my Xmen,the characters that they are. Typical assholes and jerks, yup-you had me,so why concern yourself with what or whom I am doing now. IDK-nosy....curious,either way they are back to fan status,no more chances with me.
My Xman I named "Hostile"aka "Mr.Take Over Brother"he is being salty because I shared that I was involved with someone younger than himself,this stopped his stalker calls at 4am, and he quit begging to come spend the weekend to lay up and do absolutely nothing. He's being childish, I offered my friendship minus the sex,but I guess he cannot be a man and accept that...oh well.
Next there is my last Xman "Mr"he&I are amicable for the most still,but he is jealous I am back dating, I believe he was happy when I was moping over him, and building a wall up for anybody who came at me. I woke up to a text message from him sent at 2am, he tried to slick say I was too close to comfy with my next door neighbor. Guess he thinks I am doing him or was creeping with him when he was living with me. Um hell no,sad he thinks I am that type of woman and besides the neighbor is so not my type. By the way,he's not shared that he is involved with someone yet because he STILL wants to appear like he is the "good guy"working and not paying women no attention. He truly thinks, I am a fool. Its all good because we know that he left Atlanta to be with another woman or took one to Texas with him.
Moving along to the Tenderonie, OMG-this guy is truly a fucking work of art. A liar, and he flexed on Facebook about a hook up I was going to give him,and I revoked that upon reading the post. I have to HAVE to divulge his real age,omy I know its horrible, I hate to even write it....23! That tall string bean is only 23, I found out when he was speaking with a business associate of mine who happens to also be in the music production industry as well. He told me he was 26,that was still cutting it close,but damn 23,that is only 8years older than my oldest child. Yes, the thrill is gone. He flex on Facebook and on other things too, then lied about his age. Major strikes and a turn off. WTF can he do for me besides sling some dick?!
Yesterday Tenderonie called to ask can he come by and chill with me today because he needed to escape. Why is that? Why me? I know that I have said "come to this oasis,this island of me"but damn,that erotic poetic proclamation was not for the random man. That saying I came up with was clearly for my lover and my man. I am not a refuge for wayward men. I know my name is "Dream",but damn. I've already blocked his number,but he can text me. I have said that I am not having sex any longer til my birthday,ok...so what, I was not direct by saying "I am no longer sleeping with you".
I just figured out why I was not direct with my last message to the Tenderonie. I do not want to hurt him by saying I don't want his dick no more, I do not care what he is going through because he brought on this particular situation,and he is grown.
Lastly, I have someone else who say he's interested in me. He and I were suppose to attend the Braves game together last week,but my hectic family life put the brakes on that date night. I hated to cancel on him, I really want to date him,but I feel I am being apprehensive. He's a analyzer, that can be a good and bad thing. Often guys like that read stuff totally wrong, and trying to figure me out and the dynamics of my occupation will drive him nuts. He claims he can handle it, and wants a relationship with the "real" me,he likes the chick in front of the camera, but wants to know the woman,the MILF-the "real"me. That is fine, but I did explain to him that I am harder on the men who know me online and especially if you have seen me naked before meeting me in person.
I like him, not too crazy about the fact he is from Decatur and he has a big dick that I cannot touch til I get to know who he really is. (I've met his representative,now I want to meet the real him.)
Oh yeah, I felt that monster dick of his on my thigh when he surprised me with a hug then a kiss. He is a great kisser, my lips were very comfortable against his.
I am scared,that kiss gave me some powerful energy. The sexual energy I sense with him is very intense, very scary. I got to remain calm, date him, and let things happen naturally. It sucks that he is fully in the know of who I am, he knows how sexual of a person I can be. On the contrary, that is not all I am about, so I must take my time with him, I want him for my own. That is so selfish of me, but I want my name all over his dick, and no I do not want to share him with anyone....maybe his employer, and family-that is about it.
Like I do not give a fuck about the Tenderonie, and damn all my Xmen-this new crush, I want to be deemed "Property of Dream". I want my name...real and persona tatt'd on his neck or back,lol....I am so serious.com.
I made such a selfish statement to him,maybe it was the Mojitos talking,but I told him that I wanted him and I to go get tested before we had sex. BECAUSE I want to feel all of him no barriers, I want free range to do anything with him and he can do likewise. Hot damn, I am getting wet just thinking about it.
Wait hold up,back to reality I have got to get to know him first. I researched our Zodiac signs, not a good pair, but fuck it I am going to try it out anyway. I am going to date him the traditional way, everything should be cool. Long as I start "acting" like I want a relationship,lol...my homeboy told me I wasn't....and as long as he doesn't have any game in these beginning stages-we are double cool;however,if I detect an ounce of game, I am yielding and taking another course of action. I won't dismiss him,just change the outcome.
Its hard being my man because I do like communication, quality time, but I do not like being smothered-I like an equal balance of all,I so do not like initiating sex or anything ALL the damn time...I know men are not mind readers, but shit I am simple-I want time spent,I want my time away from you, and I want sex with only you....get's no easier than that.
Let's see if he can get it right.
Kisses to you,
~Dream~
Monday, June 13, 2011
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Tuesday, June 7, 2011
From The Pages of my Diary-Date Night
Dear Diary:
Its been awhile since I have written anything in you, I have been busy with family and other BS. I barely have time for myself, so naturally I did not notice til recently that I was depriving myself. It was not intentional, time has flew past since the break up.
Masturbation has been holding me over, and going to sleep next to an empty pillow I have grown use to it.
I have remained amicable with "Mr"for who knows what reason. I know there is no way we are getting back together, I cannot even ask him personal stuff and he gets all uptight. I always hated that about him, he's all up in mind, but you can't ask him shit about his business.
I decided to go out on a date,I have been posted up in the house since he left. I felt like I was kinda hiding from something. Maybe, I am afraid of being attracted to someone and it leading down a road of disaster.
This one guy I had been avoiding, he called to see if I wanted to go out-I finally accepted his invitation. The only reason why I had not been out with him, was he's a artist and business person too. I always said I would "never date a rapper or stripper,etc."because I did not want to be a groupie nor did I want to compete with them.
I wasn't doing shit else, so I got my butt up to get ready and straightened up my room, in case we came back to my place. I took my slow ass time. He kept texting "Dream, do not stand me up again now". LOL,he already knew because I was about to go to bed when I got out of the shower, but for some odd reason I felt I had to do this. I threw on my dress,leaving behind my stiletto's, bra and panties. "Fuck it, he's rushing me and its too hot for all that anyway"I said.
We did wind up coming back to my place, I gave him a mini tour of "De La Casa Dream". We had a couple of drinks, I showed him my site, he was impressed and shocked. He did not know the capacity of what I "do". He said,"I am hooked now, on Ms. Atlanta Thick Dream". "Oh boy, what did I do?" I thought to myself.
He made the first move, he grabbed my waist causing me to fall back on him. Then he kissed me, very hard. His tongue had a lot of force behind it, which meant he could eat pussy really well....and that he did. He ate my pussy from the back to the front, I shook from the pleasure.
This man had me under a spell of some sort-I was surprised how submissive I was being to him. I had no plans of having sex with him....well, not that night. He did all the things my body needed from gentle touching to licking and biting.
I did my best to hold back from making any sounds, I wanted him to work extra hard at pleasing me.
When he dropped his jeans, peeping out his boxers was a huge dick. "OMG,yes lawd,just what I need"saying to myself. I pretended not to look at it, I glanced and grabbed the condoms. As he put on the condom he was talking "Dream I bet you had no clue I had a dick this big". All I could do was shake my head no, and look in amazement.
The sex was awesome, my pussy handled that big dick very well. She was very tight and wet, he enjoyed that a lot. He is very vocal during sex-"oh Dream,this pussy is so fucking good Dream"he kept repeating. Sexually he is very aggressive. He pulled my hair and slapped my ass. "Say my name Dream"...."look at me when I am fucking you Dream"...."I had no clue I'd be fucking you like this Dream, tell me if you like this dick Dream"he wouldn't stop talking.
I loved the lil squealing noise he made when I bounced my ass on his dick and squeezed my pussy muscles on his dick. We did that sequence all night long. I know my neighbors heard us fucking. We took lil breaks to watch TV, when I thought it was over....he would nestle next to me and provide a simple juicy kiss, and it was on again.
All I was thinking throughout the night, "damn, its been a long time since I've got fucked like this" and "damn, can he go" but I held my own despite the ten year age difference between the two of us. He winds up tapping out first. He said,"ok Dream, I tap out...you won".
You know he asked could he own the pussy, hell if he does it like that again....I just might loan it to him,lol. I could wake up to some good dick like that, but have it in my face everyday....I do not know about that one. I maybe open to a relationship of discretion, taking it/him public will more than likely not happen.
I have two other men that I proposed a polyamorous situation too, both were cool with the idea. If he agrees, then that will complete my trio. Unless I have that one who can give me all that I require-quality time, support me in all aspects-sexually, and emotionally.
I know my fans and supporters are looking for more from me, but right now things are slow. My paid to be featured Co Star slots are still an option for those who qualify. My Fantasy Fulfillment/Birthday Party is July9th, that is where my focus has been.
I thought about asking him or the other two to do a flick with me.....nah. Its way too soon, and the other two I have not had sex with yet. Plus, I have NEVER had to ask anyone to Co Star, they've always volunteered to assist.
I have guys who I can shoot with, but i just do not want to for one or two reasons-the vibe is not there or they are a bug-a-boo and do not deserve to even smell my pussy.
And the middle finger goes up to those who did not think I was celibate or have abstained from sex prior to my date night. Hell, its not that hard,lol,just keep your legs closed and avoid the BS....I had to put my foot down,and it worked.
And kiss my phat ass to those who think that a plus size chick does not have options in dating whom she wants. That is such a lie, I have options. I am very picky who I spend my time with.
With that said,write in you later.
~Dream~
Its been awhile since I have written anything in you, I have been busy with family and other BS. I barely have time for myself, so naturally I did not notice til recently that I was depriving myself. It was not intentional, time has flew past since the break up.
Masturbation has been holding me over, and going to sleep next to an empty pillow I have grown use to it.
I have remained amicable with "Mr"for who knows what reason. I know there is no way we are getting back together, I cannot even ask him personal stuff and he gets all uptight. I always hated that about him, he's all up in mind, but you can't ask him shit about his business.
I decided to go out on a date,I have been posted up in the house since he left. I felt like I was kinda hiding from something. Maybe, I am afraid of being attracted to someone and it leading down a road of disaster.
This one guy I had been avoiding, he called to see if I wanted to go out-I finally accepted his invitation. The only reason why I had not been out with him, was he's a artist and business person too. I always said I would "never date a rapper or stripper,etc."because I did not want to be a groupie nor did I want to compete with them.
I wasn't doing shit else, so I got my butt up to get ready and straightened up my room, in case we came back to my place. I took my slow ass time. He kept texting "Dream, do not stand me up again now". LOL,he already knew because I was about to go to bed when I got out of the shower, but for some odd reason I felt I had to do this. I threw on my dress,leaving behind my stiletto's, bra and panties. "Fuck it, he's rushing me and its too hot for all that anyway"I said.
We did wind up coming back to my place, I gave him a mini tour of "De La Casa Dream". We had a couple of drinks, I showed him my site, he was impressed and shocked. He did not know the capacity of what I "do". He said,"I am hooked now, on Ms. Atlanta Thick Dream". "Oh boy, what did I do?" I thought to myself.
He made the first move, he grabbed my waist causing me to fall back on him. Then he kissed me, very hard. His tongue had a lot of force behind it, which meant he could eat pussy really well....and that he did. He ate my pussy from the back to the front, I shook from the pleasure.
This man had me under a spell of some sort-I was surprised how submissive I was being to him. I had no plans of having sex with him....well, not that night. He did all the things my body needed from gentle touching to licking and biting.
I did my best to hold back from making any sounds, I wanted him to work extra hard at pleasing me.
When he dropped his jeans, peeping out his boxers was a huge dick. "OMG,yes lawd,just what I need"saying to myself. I pretended not to look at it, I glanced and grabbed the condoms. As he put on the condom he was talking "Dream I bet you had no clue I had a dick this big". All I could do was shake my head no, and look in amazement.
The sex was awesome, my pussy handled that big dick very well. She was very tight and wet, he enjoyed that a lot. He is very vocal during sex-"oh Dream,this pussy is so fucking good Dream"he kept repeating. Sexually he is very aggressive. He pulled my hair and slapped my ass. "Say my name Dream"...."look at me when I am fucking you Dream"...."I had no clue I'd be fucking you like this Dream, tell me if you like this dick Dream"he wouldn't stop talking.
I loved the lil squealing noise he made when I bounced my ass on his dick and squeezed my pussy muscles on his dick. We did that sequence all night long. I know my neighbors heard us fucking. We took lil breaks to watch TV, when I thought it was over....he would nestle next to me and provide a simple juicy kiss, and it was on again.
All I was thinking throughout the night, "damn, its been a long time since I've got fucked like this" and "damn, can he go" but I held my own despite the ten year age difference between the two of us. He winds up tapping out first. He said,"ok Dream, I tap out...you won".
You know he asked could he own the pussy, hell if he does it like that again....I just might loan it to him,lol. I could wake up to some good dick like that, but have it in my face everyday....I do not know about that one. I maybe open to a relationship of discretion, taking it/him public will more than likely not happen.
I have two other men that I proposed a polyamorous situation too, both were cool with the idea. If he agrees, then that will complete my trio. Unless I have that one who can give me all that I require-quality time, support me in all aspects-sexually, and emotionally.
I know my fans and supporters are looking for more from me, but right now things are slow. My paid to be featured Co Star slots are still an option for those who qualify. My Fantasy Fulfillment/Birthday Party is July9th, that is where my focus has been.
I thought about asking him or the other two to do a flick with me.....nah. Its way too soon, and the other two I have not had sex with yet. Plus, I have NEVER had to ask anyone to Co Star, they've always volunteered to assist.
I have guys who I can shoot with, but i just do not want to for one or two reasons-the vibe is not there or they are a bug-a-boo and do not deserve to even smell my pussy.
And the middle finger goes up to those who did not think I was celibate or have abstained from sex prior to my date night. Hell, its not that hard,lol,just keep your legs closed and avoid the BS....I had to put my foot down,and it worked.
And kiss my phat ass to those who think that a plus size chick does not have options in dating whom she wants. That is such a lie, I have options. I am very picky who I spend my time with.
With that said,write in you later.
~Dream~
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