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Reflections & Confessions of the HEART

What is LOVE?...... Is LOVE truly unconditional?...... Is LOVE truly blind or do we simply put on the "shades"?.....Why do we tend to hurt those who love us most?........Why isn't LOVE EASY or is it supposed to be, when its RIGHT? Or does it take WORK? When does ones mistake out weigh the mistakes of another? These are some questions that I have been forced to ask my HEART lately and to be honest I am no more closer to finding an answer than I was the day I decided to leave.... I simply bottled my feelings up, placed a band-aid over my heart, and shelved another broken heart on aisle 9 next to the bottle of HURT, PAIN & DISAPPOINTMENT. Is it so hard to ask for someone to love and cherish you like you know you deserve and that you have given whole heartily...or must one be taught? Is it unfair to assume that another person should know the value of TRUE LOVE? or is that learned, one heart break after another; wither you are the one who is doing the heart breakin...

I AM THE WIFE YOU B!T@H!!

  I am the wife most likely referred to as the “Bitch of a Wife” by the Married man and The Other Woman. I am sure that he calls me other names as well. They may even have a pet name that they both call me. I have some names that I call the both of them too like: Gutter Troll, Ego Maniac, Man Child, Side Piece,  Side Ho, Strumpet, and Crumb-snatcher. I am not here to name call so I'll move on. For the sake of simplicity I will use initials as I refer to us. I will keep “BITCH OF A WIFE” for me, “MY MAN” for married man and “THE OTHER WOMAN” for the other woman. Dear “THE OTHER WOMAN” , I am the centerpiece placed proudly upon the bountiful table that “MY MAN” and I have set. I am surrounded by our children, memories, career, home, our life. You stand off to the side, like an indentured servant, you are not ALL ” O ther W oman” ED to eat at the table.  You must stay at a distance, mouth watering, hoping for a crumb to drop so you can hit your knees and g...

MY FIRST TIME

The first time I saw her it was purely by accident. The room was dark except for the moonlight that shined through the windows. The moonlight showed only the silhouettes of the bodies but I could still see them. She was biting her lower lip and her hair was disheveled.  Her her head was turned slightly to the left towards me but her eyes were slightly closed. The left arm was positioned by her right breast slightly elevating her off the bed as her hands gripped the sheets. She used her left hand to push back into him. There he was with his strong muscular body positioned behind her. His facial expression was focused on her form. He placed his left hand on the middle of her back pushing her down to arch her back. He used his right hand that was placed between the crease of her thigh and torso to pull her close as he thrust deeply inside her. The deeper the stroke the more she bit her lip. As sexy as he looked there was something about her that intrigued me. The way her body mo...

LOVING FROM BEHIND

My First Anal Encounter My first invitation to offer anal pleasure to a woman came during college when I was dating white girls. I was dating this one girl in particular when I first experienced anal. During a night of intimacy that’s when it happened. I just got done giving her oral stimulation (I once was so eager I got hiccups while eating her out but that’s another story).  The anal sex topic was indeed her idea and yes I was curious but in my mind I was thinking “will my dick smell like shit “, “will it fit”, “will it hurt her – shit will it hurt me”? I thought of the expansion of the sphincter muscle and the tight feeling as if it she were a virgin and the control and then you go for it. She takes my manhood which could break a brick at this point. My Dick was so hard it was throbbing and it was hot she gave me an extra wet blow job, to fully lubricate my shaft.  While turning over to get in doggy style, she just guided my Dick into her ass – working the head first back...

DOES SIZE MATTER?????

Stop asking me if your big enough! I hate when a man asks me is he big enough or if I enjoyed it after fucking. For one some of you don't really want the " REAL" answer. Two its a turn off and three if you couldn't tell by my reaction then its your fault. I understand that many men are sensitive about their performance.  The truth is that size does matter to some but not all. A man can be eight inches and still be terrible in bed because he doesn't know what he is doing (trust me I know). The time that it takes to instruct him is tedious as hell(unless you love him)...smh. Before you run and jump to defend your manhood let me explain. The main goal that we both share during sex is satisfaction. That includes having an orgasm or you just "busin a nut". Trying to shove 8inches into a vagina that is only 6.5inches is not pleasurable! The goal is not for you to cram every inch of you into her to prove that you are a man (take that,take that,take that...

" GENTLEMEN" ARE THEY WORTH IT?

M en have you ever been dating someone and asked yourself "Are they really worth it"? Many of you get caught up in the moment where we want to show someone how we feel or think of them but many people are not worth the time or the effort. So how do you determine if the person that you are seeing is a "worth the time"? Looks first personality second! That's just the way that it is no matter what someone tells you but once we meet that person we forget to have real conversations with them. Example: if your planning the first date what suggestions are being made for the date. If you suggest Morton's and she wants Applebees then there is a problem and we are not just talking income here. Fellas if you suggest Morton's and she is dead set on Applebees because she has never been or never heard of it then you might want to keep it moving. She is not open to try new things and/or experiences. Now of course on the first date we want to look our best s...