Born In hell
Baby cryz as crackhead momma shoots sin in her thighs
Change little weed smoke or little cocaine left naked in the dumpster after the herion reign
my daddy was a noone a faceless 50.00 fuck
ask my momma did she like it and for an extra 10.00 would she suck…and blow it off with smile
I was born crack addicted high on life
and on the ghetto
a surreal urban rennaissance/poets with pipes and extasy poppin dikes on the slave ship of addiction chained in a dungeon of govermental housing projects
rats for pimps and roaches for pushers
little shanay never made it past the 8th grade
mommas boyfriend was 2 busy making her a woman
a womb full of shame in a blanket of pink or blue wrapped
vacum out these painful burdens let me bleed away my atrocities
touch acid to my breast to let me not forget only in DEATH do i rest
crucified with AIDS next to the whore
fucked with a 357 magnum face molded to the concrete floor
Moses parted the red sea of blood slain in the streets
the holocaust of the ghetto and still mothers weep….Babys momma gets black eye while boyfriend gets high
he fucks her best friend to bring pain to an end
when all it does is begin again…
On the front steps of the world I snorted my freedom with the DEVIL cheering me on..I was born in hell and here I’ll stay…
Phone Sex Part 3 – Behind the RED DOOR
8pm couldn’t come fast enough he paced the floor of his hotel room. He purchased all sorts of delicious goodies and toys for them to experiment with.
He had handcuffs, ben wa balls, gag’s, syrups and creams. He couldn’t believe he was this pressed for some ass. but it was just everything about her that seemed to speak to all of his senses. She drove him wild and he had never even seen her face to face.
He could hear footsteps approaching his door, light knocking. He took a deep breath and answered the door.
Standing before him was an angel.
5′8 caramel colored and so thick in all the right places. She was wearing a red trench coat and matching heels, her eyes were hidden by a beautifully seductive mask. Her lips were full and plump perfectly kissable. She smelled of Donna Karan Cashmere perfume and japanese cherry blossom lotion. Her legs were flawless, not a mark or scratch on them he was in awe of the perfection standing in front of him.
“Hello daddy. I’ve waited so long to see you, aren’t you going to invite me in?”
“Im so sorry I didn’t mean to be rude, please come in baby, take your jacket off and get more comfortable.”
The removal of her jacket gave way to red lace bra and thong set. He instantly got hot, her breasts were so round and perky, he immediatley burried his face in her chest as he backed her up onto the bed. Kissing her deeply she moaned and told him she wanted him.
“Fuck me in my ass baby, I love it like that.”
“Are you sure?”
“yes baby put your big black dick in my ass i need it. I need to feel you.”
Not wanting to leave a customer unstatisfied, he turned her over and straddled her ass, grabbing the anal eaze from the goodie bag he squirted it on his dick pulled her thong to the side and began to massage her asshole with his manhood, he went in slowly because it was so tight and he didn’t want to hurt or tear anything, but after a few pumps she was bucking back on his dick like a pro.
He had never had anal sex, only fantasized about it. This feeling was all too new and too real. He grabbed her hair and wrapped his hand around it pulling her head backwards.
With his free hand he began to choke her which only turned him on more as he plunged deeper and deeper into her ass. He could feel him self about to climax and he wanted her to cum with him, he reached around to the front to try to stimulate her clit and almost lost his mind when he touched….
Her DICK.
The End.
Phone Sex- Part 1
“Hello”
“I’ve missed you.”
“Tell me how bad you’ve missed me, let me hear it.” She smacks her ass so hard he can hear it through the phone.
His dick instantly begins growing in his pants pushing through the slit in his boxer briefs begging to be whipped out and massaged.
“Play with it for me daddy.”
He gets up locks the door to his room, lies down on the bed and releases his manhood.
“I’m playing with it, I imagine you sliding your wet pussy up and down on my big hard dick. I can’t wait to fuck the shit out of you.”
“Daddy I have the toys out, one in my pussy, one in my ass, I wish you were here, it feels so good.”
He gets the KY jelly out of the nightstand and squirts a glob all over his rock hard dick, he rubs the tip of his head closes his eyes and imagines her round soft caramel colored ass bouncing up and down on his dick. He’d only seen pictures and they had phone sex once or twice a week. He was so busy and his vow for 2008 was not to add anymore notches to his belt in regards to sexual escapades.
“You feel me? Do you really feel me, tell me it’s mine.”
“It’s yours baby fuck me harder! You know I like that rough shit!”
“I’m fucking the shit out you right now bend that ass over and take all this dick you bitch.”
“Oh baby I can’t take it I love how you feel inside me, you’re gonna make me cum..ah ah ahoooohhh shit it feels sooo good baby.”
He can hear the buzzing of one or two vibrators just beyond the sound of her voice. The fact that she was so openly sexual really turned him on. He loved to think that she pleasured herself so often. He couldn’t wait to feel deep inside her hot pussy and fill it up with all of his manhood. He was gonna try his best to turn her out. She said all the right things and seemed to be the perfect combination of lady and freak.
“Don’t you cum until I say, I didn’t say I was ready bitch you better hold it in.” He said vigorously stroking himself trying his best to climax at the same time as her.
“I can’t stop it baby im cumming, cum with me baby. Please please oh my God.” She creams all over herself and screams as she’s doing it. With the dildo in place it was turning moving and stimulating her into oblivion. Him hearing her in orgasmic ecstasy took him over the edge. He cums, hard and loud.
“You feel better baby?”
“Yea im good I gotta get ready for work.”
“Ok email me later.”
U are Music
u are music
noteable and noteworty
lyrics and lymeric
speaking in g clefs and iamibic pantameter
plucking and stroking and blowing harmonies into the world
etta james at last
or soulful songs abt days long passed
u and the melody will never part
the harmony is in your blood stream
and the drum beat is your heart
u
are
music..
When Strangers Meet….Part 2
You hoist my skirt up and command me to place my hands on the table.
It’s shocking for a man I don’t know to take charge like this. Im normally the one who is in charge, im a control freak what do you expect.
I do as you instruct and I feel you running your finger down my thong to see just how wet I really am.
Getting down on your knees you begins to lap up my wetness through my panties. My clit is throbbing and begging to be taken advantage of.
I begin to shake as you pulls my panties to the side and go full on at my clit sucking and licking it like you had been dying to do this for years.
I push you off me before I cum not wanting it to be that easy for you to make me climax.
I grab you by your tie and lead you through the French doors of your suite to his bed. I push you down.
I smell your skin it is soft and smells of soap and oils. I kiss it.
I undress you, with my eyes first and then with my hands.
I can see your manhood pulsing in your pants, I free my new found interest and I begin to pleasure you.
Being a little more then I can handle at one time it took me a minute to get him all in my mouth but I let you fill me up and showed no signs of pain from you trying your best to take my tonsils out of commission. I gag.
I lift your legs above your head, which you are reluctant to let me do and I place my lips right underneath your balls as I stroke your ever growing manhood.
Feeling the need to be back in control my mystery lover backs up hurriedly climbs off the bed and is now behind me.
You demand that I get a pillow and place it under me.
I can see in the mirror that the sight of my fat juicy ass sitting up in the air is all but too much for you to resist. Immediately you spread my ass cheeks apart and I brace myself as you enter me from behind.
I thought that you were going to give my pussy the beating it deserved but you went slow.
In just a little at a time so that you didn’t hurt me, then once you were all the way in you laid there allowing my pussy to get accustomed to your size.
You kissed my back massaged my ass and held on to my hands as you pushed your way inside me.
This felt different not at all like the man who had basically torn my panties off of me and dined on my exposed pussy in his foyer.
You took slow deliberate strokes in and out, everytime attempting to make my pussy say your name,scream it and declare to all the world that its yours.
But how can I say a name I don’t know?
I gasp for air
You reach up and grabs my nipples, and play with my breasts
You tell me im beautiful, and perfect.
It’s like you know my body
You didn’t have to search around for my G
It was as if you already knew where it was
As you concentrated on that spot I felt my knees go weak
Moans escape me and I want to scream but I open my mouth and nothing comes out.
I cry instead, you wipes my tears.
You remove the pillow and turns me over mid stroke
You look me in my eyes and say
“I want to see the look on your face when you cum.”
When Strangers Meet…Part 1
I sat across the bar staring at you, tracing the outline of your body structure.
Trying to decide if I should speak. I take another sip on my Georgia Peach and I wait.
You walk past and I inhale your scent, it smells seductive like Egyptian Musk, but I just cant put my finger on it.
You are tall and as I sip my drink I imagine you punishing my 5’4 frame with every ounce of energy you posses.
I look over and our eyes meet.
I quickly look away hoping you didn’t notice I was admiring your smile.
You walk over to my side of the bar lean over towards me and whisper in my ear
“Yes.”
“Im sorry sir I didn’t ask you a question.”
“You didn’t have to, you soul spoke to me when our eyes met, and I knew what you wanted without saying a word.”
“Im sorry sir you must be mistaken, that’s not the type of girl I am.”
“How do you know what im talking about unless you were already thinking it?”
Damn he had me. His well defined features and flawless smile were like visual crack, I just couldn’t stop staring at him. I kept undressing him with my eyes. How could I want this man so bad and not even know his name? Nor did I care.
Pleasantries exchanged and 3 Georgia Peaches later I am ready for this dark and handsome stranger to take me by the hand and lead me to his room.
I step into the elevator and he slides right in behind me.
He is very polite.
“May I touch you?”
“Yes, I don’t mind.”
He cups my ass in his hands and grabs it firmly massagining it as we ride the elevator it stops at the 4th floor no one gets on he turns me to presses me so close to him I can hear his heart beating.
He kisses me so deep that my panties are instantly soak and wet.
I let him play around inside my mouth with his toungue, finding where he is most comfortable. He sucks on my bottom lip, it feels really good.
I slide my hands up and down his strong back.
I find my way under his shirt and rub my hands over his 6 pack, closing my eyes and preparing myself for the events that are to follow.
We arrive at his floor 9. I step off and follow him down the hallway.
We stop at room 927….I anxiously await the sexual escapades that will begin on the other side of his door.
Just One Question
have you ever been addicted?
You are like the last long island ice tea that I know took me over the
edge
I see you ripping my clothes off with your eyes from across the room
Will you help me climb the walls?
I have something on my ceiling fan that is just out of reach without your
dic*?I mean your assistance
I have a question
Me and you can we screw?
We are fused
Focoused
And for lorn
F*cking
Fornication under consent
I conset to you pounding my p*ssy
into the pavement or into the backseat
of the jeep
Which ever we get to first (shall we swing an episode)
Fill me up with all of you and when I scream from you pushing past that
point of no return
KEEP GOING
I have a question
Me and you can we screw?
The indentations on your hips are so perfectly chisled
That I can only worship them with my toungue
as I massage the obect of my s*xual affection
I have just one question
Me and you can we screw?
A back breaking
Earth quaking experience
I felt the ground move did you?
6.5 on the richter scale
I am not worthy of your s*x game can?t you tell?
You got me hooked
I want to roll you up and smoke you
And let your essence could my mind
I will loose myself in the way you stroke me from behind
Faster
Faster
Faster
Until the only sounds you hear are the rhythmic motions of our bodies
Fused
Focoused
And F*cking
I have just one question
I want to screw
How about you?
asankofaqueen