Kupcakes & Kouture: September 2011

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

It has been done ! Finally ! And if you dont know what im talking about then you havent been following this blog long enough...go back a catch up kupcake. But any who the deed is done. Stripper chic, football dick. It started out nicely and very much easier than i thought. Her ass was fat but not heavy (plus) and pretty too (plus again). Heels on, thongs pulled to the side. Multiple posistions,moans audible, encouraging whispers and tantalizing ass slaps. Couldnt concentrate on cumming, too much going on, was over it after i realized that. Didnt get the money shot but he came. Sleeping afterward, akward...for me atleast. 3's company once its bed time. Not much sleep and woke up to my neighbors fucking..awkward morning...for me. I hate to over stay my welcome, especially when feeling like a 3rd wheel. Not the lounging around after type. All in all it wasnt to bad, better than expected. Maybe drunken wouldve been better. I came (not literally), i saw (everything), i conquered (for me atleast). Point blank, its over-rated but a MUST for the bucket list.

Monday, September 12, 2011

Slave Type-ish

DC Chill'n

Everybody keeps asking were did i get the inspiration for my ass length braids. Was it poetic justice, Friday or just a 90's movement. Kinda all of the above plus my trip to D.C. inspired to say fuck all this laccefront Houston shit and do something different (in the south).

WANT

In honor of the season and the constant questioning of my status i decided to open up about it. Prospects always question why im single and how i manage to always get cheated on...honestly i dont know. Im happy with my status but at times i want that special thing but i fear nothing is special anymore. it just matter's how high you uphold that 'thing'.

I want...

that guy i can swag it out with when we go out. H looks good, i look good. We make shit look good.
that guy that ISN'T a social network whore. He can leave without FB & twitter and doesn't tweet his every waking hour.
that guy that can respect the relationship enough to NOT post tons and tons of pics of ya'll online. You dont see Bey & Jay on the cover of magazines together.
that guy that is totally open about everything, hurting and all, tell mami all about it.
that guy that keeps a open line of communication, "oh she wanna fuck you, naw but she can watch us fuck". Tell each other everything.
that guy that knows how to please my every need. Sexually and mentally.
that guy that can laugh at all the goofy shit i laugh at

If i can find this, i'll be satisfied !