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Who is he? My Mystery Blogger

22 May

There is a blogger that moves me by his words. Its like the good girl desiring to have that bad boy. Not even sure if he’s real or a bad boy. I just tend to imagine him and his voice as I read his words. Funny thing is that I believe he has multiple blogs and is displaying his complex personality thru them all. I am the lucky duck who fell for the one with no face. He will read this and know who he is…

Theres more to this…stay tuned as I continue to fantasize over my mystery blogger. Do you know who he is?

If you can not view the video- here’s a summary of what I am saying: Basically there is a blogger who has no picture shown and I believe he have multiple pages here on WordPress and I’m trying to figure out if he is one and the same. I’m also wondering if some of you can guess who he is… It’s all in fun and humor! I am not trying to expose anyone…but I guess my goal is to get him to reveal his face so I can see if he looks like I imagined him. LOL (video is pretty redundant perhaps)

 
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Posted by on May 22, 2012 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction

 

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The Dream I had

19 May

I woke up in a cold sweat. At first I was running in my dream from a man I was so scared, terrified actually. Then as the dream continued I lost him only to find that there was a woman chasing me. In my dream I was a child but as I noticed every where I ran was another little girl right beside me. Now I never questioned who she was or what she was doing there and I never feared her. I kept running…jumping out of buildings, hiding in swimming pools. I was constantly running. At one point that other little girl was standing in the window looking at a school bus pass by and I think the kids saw her and began to wave. Yet, I was lying low on the ground. The bus made an immediate turn and came after us and again I was running, panting and running for my life. I woke up in the middle of my dream but realized the meaning of it all. Here’s what I think it means. And you can tell me if you agree or not.

The man I was originally running from was the man who loves me and want me so badly; I feared him because I fear myself. The thought of being helplessly in love again is almost unbearable. I lost him in the dream but in reality I have pushed him away. Second the older woman was me now as I have changed into a new woman and I was the child running from myself and the other girl, well she was my conscious constantly waving signals to the world, blowing my cover that really even though I run from the thought of being in love all I really want is to love again and to be loved  back from someone.

Have you been here before?

 
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Posted by on May 19, 2012 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, Life, LOVE

 

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Is this what u been waiting for?

15 May

 

He calls me and ask can he come through…sure I reply in a I don’t care voice. Usually this will be the time I would run to the shower, light some candles and make sure everything is in order in my home. Nope, not this time. I just laid there in my hello kitty boy shorts and a tank top. Hair slightly wild as I been lying around all morning. I did get up and unlock the door and sent a text to him the door is open. I had fallen into a deep sleep and was startled by the tall  man standing over me looking all serious. He kisses me on my forehead and ask am I okay. I nod my head yes. He began to strip off his pants and slides in the bed with me. Still no emotion and no excitement from me. I roll over to my side (spoon action?) He began to kiss me down my neck…then further down my back…still nothing. Yet, my body is coming alive as I feel tingles between the warmth of my buttermilk thighs. He flips me over and he ask is this what you been waiting for? And I look at him with a confused look, no words, but I place my hand on his chest. He slides off my boy shorts and pulls out this long object connected to him. Oh lord here comes the hammer…sighs as if I don’t want him to penetrate me. He ask again is this what you been waiting for. Yes I mumble in a soft voice as I just want this to be over. He pulls me closer to him then he began to try to kiss me. My head turns avoiding his tongue inside my mouth. He look at me with a sadness now and he pauses and says to me. I know you feel I have let you down but I want to make it up to you if you will let me. He slides his penis inside me with one deep thrust and then be leans in to kiss me this time my lips meets his and as he slides his tongue in my mouth…There is something between his tongue and mine…Bling!! It’s a diamond ring and he says again Is this what you been waiting for?

 
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Posted by on May 15, 2012 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, GROWN & SEXY, LOVE

 

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Random Affairs (pt 2)

25 Jan

I rush home. Good no one is here. Kids are with their grandmother this weekend and who knows where the hell my cheating ass husband is. Right now I’m about to do some shit that makes me not give a fuck. I shower and slip on those I’m ready to fuck panties. Y’all know which pair I’m talking about. Let’s just skip the bullshit…

I arrive at the hotel he meets me in the parking lot hotel, key in his hand. Damn he was ready. **quick description of Michael**he is a blue-collar by day and a Thug by night (appearance no robberies) Dark brown skin, sensual cologne and seem to be curving to the left just the opposite of what I’m use too…his skin is pleasurably soft with a firm ass and a swagg that will make a woman drop her panties on the first night**

We enter the room. I’m nervous a little but my confidence is slowly building with each compliment he gives. He showers and comes out looking like the man from the Zest commercial with the towel wrapped around his waist. Call me nasty but my eyes seem to go straight to the lump sticking out of the towel. I ask him to pick a color black or red…Black he says…I walk pass him slightly rubbing against him as I enter the bathroom. I slide on an all black fish net dress that has a halter top but opens around my breast just so I can breast feed this man soon to be a baby when I have him calling me mommy! The G-String I keep in my hand and gives it to Michael when I walk back into the room. Just in case he thought I was shy.

He’s sitting on the bed and I’m standing in front of him. He slides his hands up my thighs to a slippery place. My eyes roll to the back of my head just a little as he trace his fingers across the lips of my golden kitty. He laid me down gently and without hesitation I spread my legs like a bald Eagle. Bing! An erection has risen harder than minutes before…He’s a thug but he makes love to me with so much passion. He doesn’t miss a spot. Gliding from side to side inside me he hits every wall and taps the bottom. Is this what they call thug passion? I’m moaning as he thrust deeper inside me. Feels like he just shifted my ribs but I’m no Rookie at this so I throw it back twice as hard feeling every inch of him. I place my hand on his stomach softly…you know that spot where we place our hand to let them know to slow down. I whisper his name and say let me ride. He flips me on top and like a cowgirl I mount him and ride him as if he is a wild horse. More like a bucking bull. I bounce up and down, up and down each time he goes deeper and deeper. He places a finger right between my butt cheeks as he spreads them to ensure I’m reaching my max. Sweat dripping off our bodies. I twirl around doing what I call my famous spin on the dick and ride him backwards giving him full view of the pink golden kitty! He moans in a deep voice spank me on my ass and then I do the ultimate clinch down on his penis. Locking him inside me making him feel nothing but wetness and tightness, I grip him with all of me and he erupts on my butt! I SCREAM

NASTY FUCKER…GAME OVER!

Nobody wants to hear about the morning after, right! LOL

 
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Posted by on January 25, 2012 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, GROWN & SEXY

 

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RANDOM AFFAIRS!

25 Jan

Michael has been checking me out since I started at the law firm. He passes me today and for some reason my mind wandered in places that a married woman shouldn’t be allowed to. Michael waves at me, winking his eye and licking his lips in a flirty way. I do my normal tease cross my long silky legs, slightly spreading them as they cross, just enough for him to wish he could see the pink panther hidden between my legs. Damn he’s hot I mumble under my breath as continue to pass me.

It’s the end of the day on a Friday, for most people this means party time. My life as a wife and a mother doesn’t seem to fit that category more like time to start my second shift. I mean as much as I enjoy my role as a mother; a young hottie like myself need some excitement in my marriage. Why does he make me regret saying I do every time I consume his good smelling cologne? Why did I imagine him pulling my hair and fucking my brains out? I’m a married and I repeat married professional woman who should remain faithful to her husband! I pack up my brief case and shut down my computer and call it a night.

Rolling down the highway…I’m blasting my Trina CD you know Nan as if this shit just came out. People pass me with a blank stare as I have my convertible top down and I am a successful attorney in a business suit blasting awful words thru my custom stereo. Suddenly I hear a beep of a horn, with a glance I see its Michael. Oh shit! I turn my music down and pretend to be normal again. He’s waving and lets down his window. Now we are holding up traffic, holding a conversation side by side. Lawd can you say ghetto?! LOL!

He’s like follow me home. I laugh and smile and with a quick response I say I would prefer a hotel. He blush and laugh with a Did she just say that look on his face. I giggle and give him I’m dead ass serious look. He is like are you serious because I been waiting for a long time to work your file. I giggle and say tell me where you can be in an hour. He blurts out a nice hotel name and I say see you there. I speed pass him as I’m almost to my exit. Leaving him to wonder if I will show up.  My heart is racing like a wild horse. What in the hell have I got myself into?

To be continued within a few minutes….keep reading

 
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Posted by on January 25, 2012 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, GROWN & SEXY, LOVE

 

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SEX WITH YOUR EX

30 Dec

Sex With Your Ex

We all know that breaking up is hard to do. But the end of a relationship can be hard on your libido too. Going from having sex all the time when in a relationship to hardly at all can be difficult. It may be tempting to slip into a dangerous habit: casual sex with your ex.
It’s easy to rationalize: You’ve already done it, so it’s something (and someone) comfortable and familiar. You can even convince yourself that it’s “just sex.” However, these seemingly logical thought patterns often fall apart once you’ve done the deed. Sex with your ex can lead to a lot of regrets and lost ground if you’ve been trying to make a clean break.

The next time you’re tempted, ask yourself these questions:

Are there emotions you’re trying to satisfy (anger, resentment, etc.) by having sex with him?
Are you looking for a way to stay close to him?
Are you feeling lonely or simply fed up with dating?
Are you just looking for closure?
Will having sex with your ex kill your motivation to find a new relationship?
After all, no matter how good the sex is, there will always be an emotional price to pay. An enjoyable sex life rests in your own two hands (with perhaps the help of a vibrator) and in the promise of a new relationship. Relationships aren’t that much different from anything else — it’s always best to keep moving forward rather than spend your life looking back.

Author Unknown (giggles)

 
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Posted by on December 30, 2011 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, LOVE

 

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Poems of Cheaters!

29 Dec

No More Secrets

You’re my secret I can’t keep
Thoughts of you keep me awake I can’t sleep
Feelings of lust I shouldn’t have.
Because being unfaithful will lead us to a lonely path.
Things we did we should not have done.
Yet those things were fullfilling and fun.
We should let go now while we can.
You should be with her & I should be with my man.
My mind tells me to do right but my heart don’t understand.
I know you are not perfect you’re just a man.
Unfortunately a man that doesn’t belong to me.
You’re my secret that I can not keep.

Enough (from the woman view)

If she is enough then why do we exist?

If she gives you passion tell me why I’m the one you miss.

\Will she be enough for you?

Can she make you smile the way I do?

\Questions running through my head.

Is it she or me you prefer in your bed?

\If love with her is so divine.

Then have her please you and stop wasting my time.

\If she is enough why do you long to make my body wet?

I said good-bye long time ago, but you haven’t released me yet.

\My desire is to arouse you in way that please.

Give you all of me and be all you need.

\I’m your best kept secret.

The one you’ll never forget.

But it is she you feel is enough.

The one you choose to spend your life with.

\Then “we” should no longer be.

If “she” is enough then you should be with “she”.

Response to Enough (from the man view)

You mean nothing to me.

With us it’s just a physical thing.

I’m in love with her not with you.

These fantasies you build will never come true.

\My love for her is as deep as the ocean is blue.

Keep causing problems and our secret life will be through.

\My feelings for her I must protect.

Stay in your place if you want my respect.

\It’s time you find someone to call your own.

Our secret has expired now I’m going home.

I know this may hurt and

you might even feel shameful in a way.

But you knew this time would come and today is that day.

 
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Posted by on December 29, 2011 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, LOVE

 

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Old Poems (or notes)

29 Dec

My Heart

CAN YOU HEAL ME, MAKE ME WHOLE AGAIN

REPLACE THE HURT, LOVE ME AS A FRIEND

I WANT TO TRUST YOU WITH MY MOST PRECIOUS GIFT

ITS VALUABLE BUT IT HAS BEEN RIPPED

WHO WANTS DAMAGED GOODS THAT’S NOT BRAND NEW

WORTH MILLIONS TO ME, BUT WHAT ITS WORTH TO YOU?

No Longer Damaged

THOUGHT I WAS DAMAGED FOR LIFE

DEDICATED EVERYTHING TO BEING A MOTHER & A WIFE

IN THE MIRROR ALL I COULD SEE WAS THE HURT & THE PAIN

IN THE COMMUNITY, I WALKED WITH MY HEAD DOWN, CONFUSED & SHAME.

SUDDENLY I REALIZE THAT I HAD TO LOVE ME DEEPLY WITHIN

WITH CONFIDENCE I EMBRACED MY NEW BEGINNING NO LONGER VIEWED AS MY END

NOW WHEN I STUMBLE I KNOW I WILL NOT FALL

GOD RESTORED MY FAITH & I KNOW HE WILL DO IT FOR YOU ALL.

 

 
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Posted by on December 29, 2011 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction, Broken Hearts Bleed

 

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Drifting APART as the World Turns

03 Dec

He looks at me full of hurt, confused, limp dick and says What happen?! Everything was going good, we can get pass this! He kept saying I know we can. I jumped up to shower off the nasty feeling I felt all over me. I asked him to be gone when I got out but that didn’t seem to happen. He was sitting on the side of my bed eyes full of water confessing his love for me. Confessions of his infidelity and how no other woman will ever mean what I mean to him. He said he would let me go if that’s what I really wanted but I needed to know that it was not his choice. I now knew what they meant when they said cry me a river! Surely there was one in my house today. Tears of sorrow, pain, guilt and lost people who once were very much in love. And just like that I lost my best friend, lover and husband. Things were never the same after that day! It was war the man who loved me so much, who never meant to hurt me died and a monster took over his soul. Therefore, the woman who once cried a river and cared so much became cold and numb and did what she had to do to protect what she had left and was ready to fight back in the war. Because the two were so connected, grew up together, in love, soul mates their lives would never be the same. What had been a fairy tale soon became a nightmare and now the story has changed from Drifting Apart to Divorced, Disconnect and Dysfunctional Parents!

 
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Posted by on December 3, 2011 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction

 

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Lost in Love? (drifting apart pt 5)

29 Nov

The ride home seem to be a lot different. He talked to me and I just listen. My heart was racing and I was starting to feel a bit sad. I knew that once we reached the driveway he would leave and I would be alone again. I know this was my choice but it was because of what he had done to us. I couldn’t just let him off the hook that easy. I knew if I did that he would always cheat on me, disrespect me, hurt me because he would know that I would take him back.

We were pulling up to my house what use to be “our” home. He says let me get that for you and he jump down out of the SUV and opens my door. He walks me to the door and we both just stood there like two lost teenagers. Then I can’t remember how but we ended up in my house in my bed.

He was ripping my clothes off, breathing hot breath down my neck. I was panting and moaning in passion. He spreads my thighs and soft kisses all the way and right to the middle I felt a thrust of his tongue and I moaned louder. With each kiss and each touch I was getting wetter and wetter. I kissed him back a thousand times. He slowly pulled his wood out and rammed it in me like never before and then deep long strokes inside me, suddenly it felt different and I started crying STOP and I was crying this didn’t feel like the man I was use to and my mind was racing like a wild horse. He was making love to her not me. I could tell that he was different and all I could do was think of him doing all of this to the other woman. I felt dirty and nasty and I was in a rage all over again…

2 b continued.

 
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Posted by on November 29, 2011 in Broken Heart Fiction/non-fiction

 

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