She knows what she wants and she’s not shy about letting me know, which was one of the things that I liked about her. We also vibed pretty well, but her other priorities, combined with my lifestyle, eventually led to our demise. She worked hard and often…..and thankfully, she brought that same work ethic to the bedroom.
Starbucks stood around 5′7, nice carmel skin (minus the ugly tats), beautiful breast, nice ass, and average in the face. We hooked up on more than a few occasions, but we eventually lost contact. During that time, I ended up trying to get at her girl, who oddly had more sex appeal, but wasn’t as cute. I ended up loosing the motivation to go after her after I found out she smoked weed and drank all the time….I must say some of it was her initially being busy everytime I called.
By now, I had pretty much forgotten about both of them, so I was surprised to hear from Starbucks again. Come to find out, her girl never told her I was trying to get on, so everything was still cool. She told me she wanted to hook up, so we put everything in motion.
When I got over her house, she did not waste time with trivial questions. She came to the door in house shoes and some type of bustier with her hair already wrapped up. She offered me a glass of water and we went into her room.
Red Light. This chick was playing Pretty Ricky. I can’t listen to them and possibly get an erection. She seriously didn’t want to turn it off either. “You’re worried about them when I’m laying here,” she said. I stood up and gave her a look that let her know I was not playing. I think she wanted to say “nigga whatever,” but she switched the cd some some old school r&b mix. She laid back on the bed with her legs open, like she was about to give birth, lol. I think that was the hint for me to eat her out, which I really didn’t have a problem with, but she was growing a small forest down there.
You know the worst thing about eating p*ssy? GETTING PUBIC HAIR IN YOUR MOUTH. That’s just with regular everyday cat (shouts out to the ladies who keep a clean shave down there), but this girl had a 70’s style joint going on. I would have choked on hair before I even got to her clit. Watching her rub her clit kinda looked like somebody trying to find a flea on a hairy dog.
Either way, she was still wet (you could see her hairs start to shine) and she was creaming down her thigh. I didn’t tell her I wasn’t going to eat it, I just……didn’t. I didn’t even go for any head, just to make sure I didn’t give her any more reason to think I was going to lick her. She grabbed a condom out of her purse and continued to play with my d*ck until it was to hard to bend. She rolled the condom down (which not to toot my own horn here, but was too small), so I ended up having to toss that one across the room and put on a mag.
Time to get it in...
No kissing, no pampering, she was WET…and ready. She bent over and started to grab her sheets. I slid in and she just let out a huge sigh, which turned me on. I felt like I was just what she needed. She was stroking my ego, which in turn, made me stroke her better. I didn’t want to murder it off rip, so I took my time with the strokes, swaying my pelvis to completely work her canal. Unlike a lot of girls, her arch game is perfect, which optimizes the pleasure. At this point, she was winning.
I was holding on for dear life trying not to cum. With every stroke, I came closer to loosing it. So I did what any man would do when he’s trying to please a woman, I stopped and backed out. RED LIGHT. Shortie was MAD. I mean, she gave me the look of death, “why the fuck did you stop?” she asked. “Ummm, because I was about to cum,” I replied. “Well you should have came then.” Alrighty then. This made me think about when Freckles told me that feeling me cum actually turns her on more. I guess she can feel my d*ck jumping as the sperm runs through it. Ah well, armed with these instructions, I get back to work.
This time, I let her ride it, and this is the only position that she’s cum in with me (which only happened twice out of the dozen or so times we had sex anyway). In her words, her clit gets to rub up against me, all the while keeping me inside of her. Whatever works for her, works for me. She did her thing for a good 2 minutes and 8 seconds before I just couldn’t take it. She didn’t cum, but she still sat there smiling.
“I gotta get ready to work.” Damn, I felt so used. I usually don’t care about this type of stuff, but then again, I haven’t had too many women pull that. They usually wanna chill afterwards and I’m the one leaving.
Ladies, have you ever called a dude over, had sex with him, then put him out? Was it because he was wack or because you already got what you wanted??
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Ode to the nice guy!
i stumbled across this and after reading it i had 2 share with you guys, many times i feel like the nice guy,, but i just feel thats its easier to be an asshole.LOL. Enjoy..
"This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming."
"This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.
The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming."
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Liar..Liar
(ok, I know I havent been on in a while, ive just been goin thru sum personal stuff and I had 2 take care of that, but don’t worry ill blog about it later….oh yea n R.I.P Michael Jackson)…
One of my pet peeves about women are liars,, I hate liars with a fukkn passion. Lying is so unnecessary, I feel like ima cool down to earth individual and most people that met me also agree. I never judge the next person because even I know that im not perfect, but theres sumthing about liars that make my skin crawl.
Not too long ago I was at aventura mall filling out apps and lookin for a new job and I came across a pretty young think with a nice smile, we talked for a lil bit and exchanged numbers, now she stays about a good 20 minutes away , and whenever she wanted me to slide thru I was either too fukked up with my homies to drive or I wasn’t in the area. But this 1 particular day she was extra determined to get me over to her crib. So I ask the usual probing questions just to make sure im not making a blank trip. Shes answering all the questions correctly and shes even throwin me sum convincing pics. Ok. Im convinced. Time to head over there.
Now from the moment I got there I shoulda just left, but since I was thinking with the wrong head I was focused on 1 goal. Now when I get to the door her home girl answers the door and tells me that shes in the room waiting for me, now on my way to the room I took a quick peek at the room across the hall and I see sum dude rollin up a blunt, now I could care less I aint gonna woory bout the next dude getting his cuz obviously me n him were gunnin got the same goal. Lol.
Ok now me n shorty are in the room and were talkin for a bit and then next thing u know, DEAD SILENCE! I mean me n her are just sittin there n not sayin shit 2 each other, shes channel surfing and watching Charm School and im like wtf?!?! So I take a different approach and I start rubbing on her and kissing her body, now shes starting to quiver n moan, ok now were getting somewhere. So she lays me down, starts kissing on my chest and shes goin down my stomach(at this point im rock solid and ready to go) she unzips my pants and her eyes get a lil big when she shes what shes about to get into, I love it when chicks gasp when they see what im workin with, so she grabs my dick put it in her mouth for about 15 seconds and then all of a sudden, she just stops! Slams on the breaks and everything! So im like what happened? I showered and was well groomed down there so I know it wasn’t me cuz im all about good hygiene , and she tells me “I cant do this, I told myself that im not gonna do this anymore”…what the fuck!! So after I come over and u have my dick in your mouth, all of a sudden u wanna have a life changing mnoment?? Get da fuck outta here, I made 1 final attempt and realized it was pointless, so I get up , get dressed and head to the car, she follows me out and tells me how sorry she is, at this point I didn’t even care I just wanted to leave n go to the nearest corner store so I can get a dutch and spark up, so as im bout to pull out her drive way she says , “fuck it, come back inside so we can finish”…I shook my head, laughed n drove away, leaving her standin right where she was. Look im not no high skool kid and I don’t have time for games n shit, I know most of you are saying that I shoulda went back, but fuck that, she shoulda did that in the room, and she mde me come all the way out here for sum foolishness, I shoulda told the dude I saw in the other bedroom to tag me in when he was done. Lol. At least the home girl wasn’t into playin games, I could hear the dude tearin the pussy up while we was watchin charm school. Then while im rollin up my blunt in pure dissappointment, shorty has da nerve to text me and ask if I was mad at her, I just chuckled and kept on smoking,, she kept texting for a few days and I never wrote back..I think she gets the point now…
See, its shit like this that makes me realize I need a wifey instead of a shone,,..smfh
Ladies, have u ever had a sudden change of heart after u invite a dude over for sum R&R?
Fellas, would u have gone back inside or return any of the texts?
One of my pet peeves about women are liars,, I hate liars with a fukkn passion. Lying is so unnecessary, I feel like ima cool down to earth individual and most people that met me also agree. I never judge the next person because even I know that im not perfect, but theres sumthing about liars that make my skin crawl.
Not too long ago I was at aventura mall filling out apps and lookin for a new job and I came across a pretty young think with a nice smile, we talked for a lil bit and exchanged numbers, now she stays about a good 20 minutes away , and whenever she wanted me to slide thru I was either too fukked up with my homies to drive or I wasn’t in the area. But this 1 particular day she was extra determined to get me over to her crib. So I ask the usual probing questions just to make sure im not making a blank trip. Shes answering all the questions correctly and shes even throwin me sum convincing pics. Ok. Im convinced. Time to head over there.
Now from the moment I got there I shoulda just left, but since I was thinking with the wrong head I was focused on 1 goal. Now when I get to the door her home girl answers the door and tells me that shes in the room waiting for me, now on my way to the room I took a quick peek at the room across the hall and I see sum dude rollin up a blunt, now I could care less I aint gonna woory bout the next dude getting his cuz obviously me n him were gunnin got the same goal. Lol.
Ok now me n shorty are in the room and were talkin for a bit and then next thing u know, DEAD SILENCE! I mean me n her are just sittin there n not sayin shit 2 each other, shes channel surfing and watching Charm School and im like wtf?!?! So I take a different approach and I start rubbing on her and kissing her body, now shes starting to quiver n moan, ok now were getting somewhere. So she lays me down, starts kissing on my chest and shes goin down my stomach(at this point im rock solid and ready to go) she unzips my pants and her eyes get a lil big when she shes what shes about to get into, I love it when chicks gasp when they see what im workin with, so she grabs my dick put it in her mouth for about 15 seconds and then all of a sudden, she just stops! Slams on the breaks and everything! So im like what happened? I showered and was well groomed down there so I know it wasn’t me cuz im all about good hygiene , and she tells me “I cant do this, I told myself that im not gonna do this anymore”…what the fuck!! So after I come over and u have my dick in your mouth, all of a sudden u wanna have a life changing mnoment?? Get da fuck outta here, I made 1 final attempt and realized it was pointless, so I get up , get dressed and head to the car, she follows me out and tells me how sorry she is, at this point I didn’t even care I just wanted to leave n go to the nearest corner store so I can get a dutch and spark up, so as im bout to pull out her drive way she says , “fuck it, come back inside so we can finish”…I shook my head, laughed n drove away, leaving her standin right where she was. Look im not no high skool kid and I don’t have time for games n shit, I know most of you are saying that I shoulda went back, but fuck that, she shoulda did that in the room, and she mde me come all the way out here for sum foolishness, I shoulda told the dude I saw in the other bedroom to tag me in when he was done. Lol. At least the home girl wasn’t into playin games, I could hear the dude tearin the pussy up while we was watchin charm school. Then while im rollin up my blunt in pure dissappointment, shorty has da nerve to text me and ask if I was mad at her, I just chuckled and kept on smoking,, she kept texting for a few days and I never wrote back..I think she gets the point now…
See, its shit like this that makes me realize I need a wifey instead of a shone,,..smfh
Ladies, have u ever had a sudden change of heart after u invite a dude over for sum R&R?
Fellas, would u have gone back inside or return any of the texts?
Friday, June 5, 2009
How to tell if shes a hoOdRat..
The only thing funnier to me than a hood rat female, is ones who don’t know they are hood rat females. Some of you are reading this and have no idea you’re a hood rat. Ill give you a few pointers on spotting a hood rat, what hood rats are good for, and if you’re a hood rat and whether you can become a productive person in society.
First thing you should know, is you attract what you are. So if you’re always in rat drama, date rat males, your father is master splinter, you’re probably a rat.
As far as appearance, this is the hardest part to me. A girl can look like a rat, and actually be a lady, or look like a lady and actually be a rat. Now that being a “hipster” is in, you have a lot of rat hipsters now. Some rats realize it’s cheaper to be a hipster, terrible. You can usually spot them however because they will have some sort of designer purse on with them. 9/10 it’s fake. They love taking pictures with money that is the hood rat stamp. If she has a pic with money, or has a man with a pic full of money, she’s a rat, and so is her boyfriend. People in the real world realize that money is not a toy that you flaunt off, or keep balled up. You respect money, and you save it. Only rats throw it away because they don’t understand the value of it. Only a rat would respect someone throwing it also. You usually can’t tell a rat is a rat until, she opens her mouth.
Rats converse only about other rats, other broke people, and what celebrities they look like or want to be. You can never bring them out in public because no matter the location, they are still the loudest one. Cuss when it’s inappropriate and basically just don’t understand that there is a time and place for everything. They just blame it on being “real”. Yeah a real RAT! If you look like you have money, then a rat will flock to you. You don’t actually have to spend on a rat, because they are usually not the smartest ones, and the smart rats have been around the block. They only learn after they do some time, or they get smacked around by a heavy enough hand.
You can be any race to be a rat, it’s about who you surround yourself with. Also you can look any way to be a rat. Its funny when people say rat, most girls think of dark skin, weave head girls. The light skin girls are by farrrrrrr the most rat ones. It’s funny because they don’t think they are because they look “exotic” or whatever they think. So sad how we can tell some of you women anything and you just run with it.
Now most people think hood rats only stay in the hood. HA! They wish, I meet more hood rats that stay in the burbs than anything. Its not we’re you from, its we’re your at. So baby you can move out of the hood, you’re still a rat.
Now sometimes good girls date rat males…..Nah they don’t. LOL. They really don’t, only a rat female dates a rat male. If you’re attracted to rat males, then you are a rat female. If you don’t care how your man makes his money, then you are a rat. If you will talk to a guy solely off his car, you’re a rat. If you think stacks of money is more glamorous than bank statements….guess what? RAT! If your man did time, is doing time, or had you do time for him, more than likely you’re a rat. One thing that rats of all races, creeds, and locations have in common is they are only in it for themselves. If your man will let you take the fall then he’s a rat, and your a rat for going along with it.
If you think that having kids is a blessing, and that finishing school, or being successful, then getting married first, THEN having kids is not, then you’re a rat. Rats have no real goals for life; they rather take care of someone else, a kid, then to actually do any real work for themselves. It’s so fucked up they will care for someone more then they will ever care for themselves. I guess that’s why they need to make sure you know they have a mans, make sure you know they’re spending money, and make sure everyone lets them know how pretty they are. They have nothing really going for themselves but looks.
Im glad in this day n’ age they have things like facebook, and myspace because it’s becoming sooo much easier to spot a hood rat. After high school I just stopped surrounding myself with rat people. The fuck for? I don’t have anything to offer, and they have nothing to gain. Since then I have been fooled because I usually don’t fuck with em, so here’s a few easy ways to spot a rat online. Her status updates are always negative, about her, or about other rat females, or money. Also how much she misses her boyfriend. Bitch just tell him, why you telling facebook? Oh I know why, because you have haters and you want them to know that you’re not a miserable as them. It’s like being the world’s tallest midget. They will have pictures of celebrities they wish they could be, or change their name to something stupid. Like “Baby girl Minaj” or “Stacks on deck chick” lol. Again sometimes you just have to see who they surround themselves with. If in there pictures, there boyfriend looks like the typical thug, she’s a rat. Also that horrible photo Shoppe they do on their pictures. I don’t get why you have to put words on your pictures, and stupid borders, you know what I mean. Just tacky.
Hood rats aren’t all bad however; if you need some trees, call a rat. If you need some connections on how to get your car fixed for the low, call a rat. If you need a bitch to get her ass beat, call a rat. If your just trying to have a good night, call a rat. Never ever trust a rat though. They lie, lie, lie. That’s what they do best, and when you call em out on it, they get mad. Never loan any money either; you will never get it back from a rat. Just keep your distance, use them like they love to use people, and keep it moving.
First thing you should know, is you attract what you are. So if you’re always in rat drama, date rat males, your father is master splinter, you’re probably a rat.
As far as appearance, this is the hardest part to me. A girl can look like a rat, and actually be a lady, or look like a lady and actually be a rat. Now that being a “hipster” is in, you have a lot of rat hipsters now. Some rats realize it’s cheaper to be a hipster, terrible. You can usually spot them however because they will have some sort of designer purse on with them. 9/10 it’s fake. They love taking pictures with money that is the hood rat stamp. If she has a pic with money, or has a man with a pic full of money, she’s a rat, and so is her boyfriend. People in the real world realize that money is not a toy that you flaunt off, or keep balled up. You respect money, and you save it. Only rats throw it away because they don’t understand the value of it. Only a rat would respect someone throwing it also. You usually can’t tell a rat is a rat until, she opens her mouth.
Rats converse only about other rats, other broke people, and what celebrities they look like or want to be. You can never bring them out in public because no matter the location, they are still the loudest one. Cuss when it’s inappropriate and basically just don’t understand that there is a time and place for everything. They just blame it on being “real”. Yeah a real RAT! If you look like you have money, then a rat will flock to you. You don’t actually have to spend on a rat, because they are usually not the smartest ones, and the smart rats have been around the block. They only learn after they do some time, or they get smacked around by a heavy enough hand.
You can be any race to be a rat, it’s about who you surround yourself with. Also you can look any way to be a rat. Its funny when people say rat, most girls think of dark skin, weave head girls. The light skin girls are by farrrrrrr the most rat ones. It’s funny because they don’t think they are because they look “exotic” or whatever they think. So sad how we can tell some of you women anything and you just run with it.
Now most people think hood rats only stay in the hood. HA! They wish, I meet more hood rats that stay in the burbs than anything. Its not we’re you from, its we’re your at. So baby you can move out of the hood, you’re still a rat.
Now sometimes good girls date rat males…..Nah they don’t. LOL. They really don’t, only a rat female dates a rat male. If you’re attracted to rat males, then you are a rat female. If you don’t care how your man makes his money, then you are a rat. If you will talk to a guy solely off his car, you’re a rat. If you think stacks of money is more glamorous than bank statements….guess what? RAT! If your man did time, is doing time, or had you do time for him, more than likely you’re a rat. One thing that rats of all races, creeds, and locations have in common is they are only in it for themselves. If your man will let you take the fall then he’s a rat, and your a rat for going along with it.
If you think that having kids is a blessing, and that finishing school, or being successful, then getting married first, THEN having kids is not, then you’re a rat. Rats have no real goals for life; they rather take care of someone else, a kid, then to actually do any real work for themselves. It’s so fucked up they will care for someone more then they will ever care for themselves. I guess that’s why they need to make sure you know they have a mans, make sure you know they’re spending money, and make sure everyone lets them know how pretty they are. They have nothing really going for themselves but looks.
Im glad in this day n’ age they have things like facebook, and myspace because it’s becoming sooo much easier to spot a hood rat. After high school I just stopped surrounding myself with rat people. The fuck for? I don’t have anything to offer, and they have nothing to gain. Since then I have been fooled because I usually don’t fuck with em, so here’s a few easy ways to spot a rat online. Her status updates are always negative, about her, or about other rat females, or money. Also how much she misses her boyfriend. Bitch just tell him, why you telling facebook? Oh I know why, because you have haters and you want them to know that you’re not a miserable as them. It’s like being the world’s tallest midget. They will have pictures of celebrities they wish they could be, or change their name to something stupid. Like “Baby girl Minaj” or “Stacks on deck chick” lol. Again sometimes you just have to see who they surround themselves with. If in there pictures, there boyfriend looks like the typical thug, she’s a rat. Also that horrible photo Shoppe they do on their pictures. I don’t get why you have to put words on your pictures, and stupid borders, you know what I mean. Just tacky.
Hood rats aren’t all bad however; if you need some trees, call a rat. If you need some connections on how to get your car fixed for the low, call a rat. If you need a bitch to get her ass beat, call a rat. If your just trying to have a good night, call a rat. Never ever trust a rat though. They lie, lie, lie. That’s what they do best, and when you call em out on it, they get mad. Never loan any money either; you will never get it back from a rat. Just keep your distance, use them like they love to use people, and keep it moving.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Dj Drama & Dj Skee Presents : R.Kelly - The Demo Tape
this mixtape is bangin!!!!!!
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Blast from the Past...
So im kickin it in class and I get a text from one of my ex co-workers askin me how I been, we used to kick it a lot when I worked at my last job and she was pretty cool. Now shes dark skinned, 5’10, nice and thick in all the right places, pretty tits and juicy thighs and a solid booty, I mean her shit was ripe like a pumpkin in October. We were always takin our breaks together and few times we would even hang out after work but only on a friendship level, nothing sexual because I try not to have any encounters with women in the workplace, but since I don’t work there anymore, everything was fair game.
After a few days of catching up with phone calls and text messages we set up a time for us to go out and have dinner n just kick it like we used to. We met up at the Cheesecake Factory in Aventura, had a bomb ass dinner(the chicken parm left my tummy feelin rite) and we knocked back a few drinks while talkin bout the good ole days at work. Then the conversation switches to me and her, after a lil more talkin and laughing, I brought her back to my place.
Watching shortie take off her clothes was some of the sexiest shit that Ive seen in a long ass time, and she took her time too n made sure she didn’t rush things. Shes down to her bra and panties and shes on top of me giving me a backrub, kissin all over me and my tattoos, she then proceeds to lick up and down almost my entire body and that shit was driving me crazy but she loved the fact that she was teasing me. Finally her lips make it to my dick and ohhhh mann, the wait was definitely worth it. Shortie had sum real juicy lips and a perfect tonue to match, she pulled her hair back and with no hands began to enjoy every inch of me in her mouth. She grabs a breath mint, puts it in her mouth and that’s when my toes began to curl, yea u heard me, my toes curled up just like shrimp do when u fry em. She then reaches for the condom, slide it on and then she slowly sat on it and made sure I was all the way up in her. Once I got inside I could’ve melted, pussy felt soo good and she was wet at fuck, a perfect combination. I was grabbing her legs and spreading them into every possible position that I could think of and she was loving every bit of it. I get on top and make her spread her legs while I slide into her again, as soon as im in, shes moanin so sexy and telling me that im in her stomach. JACKPOT! At this point now im not even caring about my nut, im trying to make this chick cum at least 20 times from my deep strokes. Shes callin me daddy and boosting my ego up like a muthafukka and I love dat shit. I flip her over into the doggy style position, get a good grip on her hair and pull on it with every stroke that I break her off with, at this point shortie is gushing and cumin all over me, but I didn’t care, I was gonna fuck this chick untill she needed a weelchair to leave my crib, after about 30 more positions I finally snatch off the condom and bust all over her breasts and watches as she rubs that shit all over em and plays with em. In the midst of watching her do that I get on hard again and shortie delivers another premium head service. We shower together, talk a lil while after and then she leaves. While changing my sheets I began to think how great the pussy was and I neva had a girl put it down like that I long time, kinda made me wanna make her wifey, but nah I cant wife a chick up based off good brain n pussy, but I aint gonna lie I do think that shortie kinda got me sprung.LOL.
She texts me on the way home n tells me that she really had a good time and she cant wait wait till the next time we can do that and she tells me that if I act right she might bring her home girl with her too. Well shortie u aint got nuffin to worry about cuz this nigga is gonna be on his best behavior.
And just like that,, she got promoted to my Starting Lineup.
Ladies, have u ever rewarded a dude who broke u off with sum proper dick by bringin him another female to join in??
After a few days of catching up with phone calls and text messages we set up a time for us to go out and have dinner n just kick it like we used to. We met up at the Cheesecake Factory in Aventura, had a bomb ass dinner(the chicken parm left my tummy feelin rite) and we knocked back a few drinks while talkin bout the good ole days at work. Then the conversation switches to me and her, after a lil more talkin and laughing, I brought her back to my place.
Watching shortie take off her clothes was some of the sexiest shit that Ive seen in a long ass time, and she took her time too n made sure she didn’t rush things. Shes down to her bra and panties and shes on top of me giving me a backrub, kissin all over me and my tattoos, she then proceeds to lick up and down almost my entire body and that shit was driving me crazy but she loved the fact that she was teasing me. Finally her lips make it to my dick and ohhhh mann, the wait was definitely worth it. Shortie had sum real juicy lips and a perfect tonue to match, she pulled her hair back and with no hands began to enjoy every inch of me in her mouth. She grabs a breath mint, puts it in her mouth and that’s when my toes began to curl, yea u heard me, my toes curled up just like shrimp do when u fry em. She then reaches for the condom, slide it on and then she slowly sat on it and made sure I was all the way up in her. Once I got inside I could’ve melted, pussy felt soo good and she was wet at fuck, a perfect combination. I was grabbing her legs and spreading them into every possible position that I could think of and she was loving every bit of it. I get on top and make her spread her legs while I slide into her again, as soon as im in, shes moanin so sexy and telling me that im in her stomach. JACKPOT! At this point now im not even caring about my nut, im trying to make this chick cum at least 20 times from my deep strokes. Shes callin me daddy and boosting my ego up like a muthafukka and I love dat shit. I flip her over into the doggy style position, get a good grip on her hair and pull on it with every stroke that I break her off with, at this point shortie is gushing and cumin all over me, but I didn’t care, I was gonna fuck this chick untill she needed a weelchair to leave my crib, after about 30 more positions I finally snatch off the condom and bust all over her breasts and watches as she rubs that shit all over em and plays with em. In the midst of watching her do that I get on hard again and shortie delivers another premium head service. We shower together, talk a lil while after and then she leaves. While changing my sheets I began to think how great the pussy was and I neva had a girl put it down like that I long time, kinda made me wanna make her wifey, but nah I cant wife a chick up based off good brain n pussy, but I aint gonna lie I do think that shortie kinda got me sprung.LOL.
She texts me on the way home n tells me that she really had a good time and she cant wait wait till the next time we can do that and she tells me that if I act right she might bring her home girl with her too. Well shortie u aint got nuffin to worry about cuz this nigga is gonna be on his best behavior.
And just like that,, she got promoted to my Starting Lineup.
Ladies, have u ever rewarded a dude who broke u off with sum proper dick by bringin him another female to join in??
Friday, May 29, 2009
i wish you away....forever
A few weeks ago I met a young lady at Club Prive, I was with they fellaz kickin it in the VIP section and getting my chill on, my boy got approached by her homegirl and then she stepped to me(caramel skinned, 5‘5, thick in all da rite places and had ass for days). So we kick it for a bit, sip on a few drinks n had a lil convo and since the convo went well we then ended up exchanging numbers. Later on in the week we linked up and she wanted to chill, so we went to the movies and this is where her true side began to come out. Once we got to the movies, I saw my home girl from skool and I havent seen her in a whille so I gave her a hug and said wassup, but the chick I was with aint like dat shit one bit, she made that loud ass noise when u clear your throat on purpose to get somebody attention , I laughed and asked “was that necessary?” she replied “duhh, I don’t want my man all over these groupies”..HOLD DA FUCK UP….what did u say? Your man? We just met, I don’t even know ur last name, and that’s when it clicked in my head : Time to Abort Mission. LoL
She began showing all the symptons of being a psycho, after I stopped callin her, out of nowhere she began offering me the pussy, just basically throwin it in my face, now what ive learned is that any woman who throws the pussy to you like that is bad news, it never feels rite when its too easy to get , id rather chase after it (its just more fun that way, LoL). Then another thing that creeped me out was that this girl left me 17 consecutive myspace comments on my page…17!!!! Thank God I have to approve my comments, cuz that was just too much, she kept calling ang texting but by then I had already added her to the do not call list, but I knew it was her.
Now I gotta give this chick props cuz she wasn’t takin no for an answer, we both went to miami dade and we frequently crossed paths so I was very careful in planning what routes to take when I went from 1 class to the next, every time I moved around that campus my eyes were on high alert, and there was no way in hell she could get within 50 feet of me without my spidey-sense goin off. After a good 2 weeks of careful evasions I can finally relax because the semester is over…boy I couldn’t be more wrong.
So im in Dolphin Mall pickin up sum new clothes, and im inside the Polo store and guess who walks in…yep…its HER and her home girl…so I thought nothing of it and continued shopping, but out of the corner of my eyes I was checkin her to see if she noticed me, oh yea she knew, but she kept her distance, but not for long. I step to the register to pay for my stuff and she just appeared out of thin air, one of the most scariest things that ever happened to me, and shes like “damn boo, where u been at? Why u hidin from me?” so I reply “ I wasn’t hiding, since finals was coming up I was just more focused on the books and passing my classes” at this point im willing to say anything just so I can get the fuck outta there. So she gives me her number and she tells me to call her, mind u, I already had the number, I just stored it under “do not call” but this chick was smart, she called me while I was in front of her, I guess she wanted to make sure that my number was still da same, so I told her I got it and ima call her a lil later.
That night me and the fellaz hit up Café Iguanas and if you ever been there then you know that theres only 1 way in and 1 way out. We get in find a lil spot to kick it at with our bottles and we started to enjoy the night, then all of a sudden the home girl shows up and shes kickin it with my homeboy…now my spidey-sense is goin crazy and I know the psycho stalker has to be near by, so I asked her friend “u here by yourself” she replied “nah, my girl here with me too, shes at the bar getting sumthin to drink”…awwww fuck! My mind began racing to figure out a quick exit strategy, ok I got it! I dipped into the bathroom and I sent my boy a text telling him to make sure that when the stalker comes to make sure a back is turned to the bathroom entrance, within a few minutes he sent me a tex back telling me shes got her back turned (it felt like I was on the football field and he was coaching the whole play.LOL) I slid out the bathroom, zoomed by the table and left the club. Now on my way home im pissed, I wasn’t even in the club for an hour and I spent a lil over $150 and I couldn’t even enjoy myself all cuz of the fact that this chick wont leave me alone, aint this a bitch! And to make matters even worse as im goin home she sends me a text “hey boo where u at?” SMFH.
Eventually I got my boy to make up a story that I got locked up and im doin a few years and she fell for it, silly rabbit, LoL. But im glad sure that I didn’t give her the dick, cuz she would’ve damn sure been a fatal attraction.
Fellaz have u ever had to duck from a chick who kept stalkng you?
Ladies, have any of you stalked a dude before? And tried to make sumthin out of nuffin?
She began showing all the symptons of being a psycho, after I stopped callin her, out of nowhere she began offering me the pussy, just basically throwin it in my face, now what ive learned is that any woman who throws the pussy to you like that is bad news, it never feels rite when its too easy to get , id rather chase after it (its just more fun that way, LoL). Then another thing that creeped me out was that this girl left me 17 consecutive myspace comments on my page…17!!!! Thank God I have to approve my comments, cuz that was just too much, she kept calling ang texting but by then I had already added her to the do not call list, but I knew it was her.
Now I gotta give this chick props cuz she wasn’t takin no for an answer, we both went to miami dade and we frequently crossed paths so I was very careful in planning what routes to take when I went from 1 class to the next, every time I moved around that campus my eyes were on high alert, and there was no way in hell she could get within 50 feet of me without my spidey-sense goin off. After a good 2 weeks of careful evasions I can finally relax because the semester is over…boy I couldn’t be more wrong.
So im in Dolphin Mall pickin up sum new clothes, and im inside the Polo store and guess who walks in…yep…its HER and her home girl…so I thought nothing of it and continued shopping, but out of the corner of my eyes I was checkin her to see if she noticed me, oh yea she knew, but she kept her distance, but not for long. I step to the register to pay for my stuff and she just appeared out of thin air, one of the most scariest things that ever happened to me, and shes like “damn boo, where u been at? Why u hidin from me?” so I reply “ I wasn’t hiding, since finals was coming up I was just more focused on the books and passing my classes” at this point im willing to say anything just so I can get the fuck outta there. So she gives me her number and she tells me to call her, mind u, I already had the number, I just stored it under “do not call” but this chick was smart, she called me while I was in front of her, I guess she wanted to make sure that my number was still da same, so I told her I got it and ima call her a lil later.
That night me and the fellaz hit up Café Iguanas and if you ever been there then you know that theres only 1 way in and 1 way out. We get in find a lil spot to kick it at with our bottles and we started to enjoy the night, then all of a sudden the home girl shows up and shes kickin it with my homeboy…now my spidey-sense is goin crazy and I know the psycho stalker has to be near by, so I asked her friend “u here by yourself” she replied “nah, my girl here with me too, shes at the bar getting sumthin to drink”…awwww fuck! My mind began racing to figure out a quick exit strategy, ok I got it! I dipped into the bathroom and I sent my boy a text telling him to make sure that when the stalker comes to make sure a back is turned to the bathroom entrance, within a few minutes he sent me a tex back telling me shes got her back turned (it felt like I was on the football field and he was coaching the whole play.LOL) I slid out the bathroom, zoomed by the table and left the club. Now on my way home im pissed, I wasn’t even in the club for an hour and I spent a lil over $150 and I couldn’t even enjoy myself all cuz of the fact that this chick wont leave me alone, aint this a bitch! And to make matters even worse as im goin home she sends me a text “hey boo where u at?” SMFH.
Eventually I got my boy to make up a story that I got locked up and im doin a few years and she fell for it, silly rabbit, LoL. But im glad sure that I didn’t give her the dick, cuz she would’ve damn sure been a fatal attraction.
Fellaz have u ever had to duck from a chick who kept stalkng you?
Ladies, have any of you stalked a dude before? And tried to make sumthin out of nuffin?
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
un-be-weave-able
This past Memorial Day Weekend was ok, not too crazy like recent years but this year was sumthing interesting. I have never in my life seen so many different types of weave in one place. Weave of all sorts of colors and designs, don’t get me wrong I know weave is a popular fashion to the bald headed and non bald headed girls, but damn I think we need a weave police of some sort to control this situation. I mean seriously, if you are black as hell and ur skin color is near the same shade as a hersheys bar then why on earth would you have blue and pink weave in your hair?!?! Shit just doesn’t make any damn sense, and then while im at the bar in Wet Willies, this chicks weave is poking me in my neck, a few more jabs and she probable would’ve split one of the veins in my neck. Then this other chick I seen in the club had her entire head lookin like a pineapple(im not exaggerating), she had all the colors and everything, she actually looked like she had a pineapple sittin on her head, that shit is not cute. I miss the good ol days when weave used to look so real you couldn’t tell it was fake unless ur in bed with a chick ans she says “don’t pull on my hair cuz I don’t want my tracks to come loose”LoL. This one chick had me dying, while me and the boys was walkin on Ocean and she had got sand in her hair and she kept smackin the back of her head to get the sand out, she looked like a complete retard with sand droppin out everywhere, and whats even more hilarious is that we saw the same chick I the club and SHE WAS STILL TRYING TO GET THE REST OF THE SAND OUT!!! I bet by the time she got back to whatever place she calls home her head must of felt like a damn noodle. And any girl who walks out the house with her hair lookin like Tucan Sam (Fruit Loops) truly doesn’t have any friends.
Ladies please do us a favor, yes we wat yall to look good but damn, keep it in moderation, cuz 1 day your sharp ass hair-dos is gonna take somebodys eye out …
So fellaz do u prefer a girl with weave or without?
And Ladies, why do yall even put all that mess into your hair?
Ladies please do us a favor, yes we wat yall to look good but damn, keep it in moderation, cuz 1 day your sharp ass hair-dos is gonna take somebodys eye out …
So fellaz do u prefer a girl with weave or without?
And Ladies, why do yall even put all that mess into your hair?
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
The Empire & Drake - The Drought is Over - Friends With Money
Tracklist:
1.Drake Speaks
2.Good Night, Good Luck
3.Uptown (Original )
4.Drake Speaks
5.She Just Wanna Dance
6.Overdose On Life
7.I Want Dis 4 Eva
8.Friends With Money
9.President Freestyle
10.Get Like Me
11.Still Drake
12.What Im Thinking Right Now
13.Girl Let Me
14.Every Girl
15.Closer To My Dreams (Original)
16.Successful
17.Smile
18.Can't Hide From Love Freestyle
19.Cannon Ball
20.Best I Ever Had
21.Take You Down Freestyle
22.Enjoy Yourself
23.November 14th (Chuck Inglish Remix )
24.Im Goin In
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Friday, May 22, 2009
Coming out the Closet....
So theres this cool chick in my class that im diggin, shortie is sexy as hell, red-bone, thick in all the right places, short, long hair, pretty eyes and she meets all of my requirements. Earlier in the semester we exchanged numbers just to update each other on the work in class in case 1 of us missed the previous class. Now the other day me and my boys are kickin it playin NBA Live 09 and out of the blue shortie hits me up, so were on the phone talking and shes crying on the other end because her and her boyfriend got into an argument and shes saying how much of an asshole he is. So I put on my Good Guy Attitude and telling her to cheer up and just basically comforting her, now that I got her in good spirits I manage to get her to start smiling and even cracking a few jokes. After a lil while of talking we hang up and I go back to playing the game with the boys, all of a sudden I get a text from her saying “Make sum time for me 2morrow”, I smiled and thought nothing of it.
Next day, im in class and I notice shortie isn’t in here, I figured I was gonna be bored since she was the only person I really talked to in that class, so I decided to finally pay attention. About 15 minutes before class ends shortie sends me a text askin if I was in class, I replied “yea, I was gonna make sum time for you today but u left me hanging” she responde with “LOL, call me when u leave class”. Class ends and I make the call as im walking to my next class, she tells me to forget my next class and come over her crib, so I bang it from school and head to shorties crib. I get to the crib and she has on a wife beater and sum daisy duke shorts on. So we post up outside on her porch and were just talking about class and other shit and then shortie invites me inside, now im not trying to start no drama or have any problems with anybodys boyfriend, but shortie assures me its safe and that her parents are at work and they wont be home untill sundown and her boyfriend is down in the Keys working, since it all sounded about right, I head into the crib.
After a lil more talkin shortie hops on my lap and shes telling me how much she wishes that I was her boyfriend and how much of a good person I am and then next thing u know we both are making out on the couch . Now mind u, I didn’t go over there with the intensions to fuck but I am damn sure happy that I skipped that next class. So were on the couch and she takes her top off and shows me her beautiful breasts, she asks “you wish these were yours don’t you?” and I shook my head up and down nodding to her “yes!”. We proceed to her bedroom, and the 1st thing she does is toss the picture of her and her boyfriend to the side, lays me down on the bed and gives me the most amazing blowjob that ive ever had…this year. LOL, so after that I reached in my pocket, slide on my magnum and I went to work. This girls ass is sooo huge, it had to be the size of 2 healthy thanksgiving turkeys, perfectly round and had a nice jiggle to hit whenever I was serving her them backshots. A good 2 hours pass by and im drained, I think I gave that girl everything that I had and she gladly took it all. She tells me to join her in the shower, and who am I to say no. Now were In the shower, we start kissing again and the water is fallin down on top of us, this shit felt like were were in a movie, LoL. Then all of a sudden….I hear “Baby im home, where u at?”….
Knock! Knock! Knock! ….”Girl open the door I know u in there!”
Awwww shit! Her boyfriend is here! WTF? “I thought u said that nigga was at work in the Keys, that’s about a good 100 miles from where were at!” So were rushing out the bathroom and this nigga is still knockin. FUCK! So much shit starts rushing thru my head and I damn sure and gonna let sum nigga try to fight me, especially while im naked. Good thing I brought my clothes into the bathroom with me, I quickly get dressed and the first place I could think of was to hide in the closet, just till my opportunity arrived for me to make my grand escape. So im in the closet , I turn my sidekick on silent, and im waiting, peeking thru the lil crack in the closet door and observing how she handles the situation. Shes acting normal kissing him and talking and askin about his day n shit, then I was thinking damn am I the only nigga that shes cheated on this dude with or was I the only nigga this week? Shortie was a pro, she lied straight to his face and he bought all that shit, she told him she stayed home to catch up on her homework and how she was thinking bout him all day. Now don’t get me wrong, I could give 2 fucks about this dude but after watching him put his tongue in her mouth, right after my dick was just in there, I kinda felt sorry for dude. But FUCK DAT, im tryin to figure out how im gonna get out of this damn closet, I start texting everybody that I know that’s in the area, no luck, either everybodys busy or theyre tied up into sum other shit, fuck it, I guess that means that im on my own. Now shortie and her boyfriend go outside in the front yard, and she starts to text me, saying that she doesn’t know what to do and that hes not leaving no time soon, so im like have that nigga take u to the mall, the corner store, gas station, sumwhere, anywhere but here, all I needed was 3 minutes to leave the area and I would have been good. But for sum reason her brain is on airhead mode and she cant think of shit, than I got a brilliant idea, I sent her a text saying..”come back in the house , sit his ass on the couch and just start giving him head so I can dip out the window while hes occupied” she replies, “I cant do that, I never suck his dick and if I do it out of nowhere hes gonna think something is up” I swear I wanted to scream at this bitch. At this point I thought I was fucked, by listening to the sound of his voice im assuming hes about 6 foot, maybe 200lbs with a mouth full of golds and sum tattoos, and that he was gonna beat the shit out of me in this closet. But im not giving up yet and my brain is still trying to work this out.
Somehow they end up back into the room and on the bed, he lays her down and then tells her hes gonna give her a massage, perfect fukkin timing, nw im never gonna get out this shit. So I sent a text to my best friend who happens to be a female, I tell her everything that’s going on and shes laffing on the other end, she says that’s what I get for messing with another mans girl, I don’t have time to be judged on my actions right now and I need an exit strategy asap! She tells me to give her shorties number and shes gonna figure sumthin out. Now im waiting, this nigga is getting his rub on, my back is cramping and it seems like everybody forgot im still in this fucking closet! Shorties phone rings and she picks up, its my best friend on the line with her and shes telling my best friend that she doesn’t know what to do, now shortie gets up and takes the call outside and her boyfriend goes after her, now this is my perfect opportunity to escape, theres a window right in front of me, I could jump out, wait on the side of the house till they comeback in the room and I could leave, ok im gonna do it, 3.…2...1.…GO! I break out the closet and rush to the window, only to notice that there are bars on the window and theyre screwed from the outside, which was ironic because I felt like I was getting screwed from the inside. FUCK! FUCK! FUCKKKK! I dip back into the closet, shortie and her man are back in the room and im back to level 1, now mind you I got to shorties house around 10, we fucked untill about 12, and ive been in the closet since 12:30pm, and its now 4:30pm, her lil sister is gonna be home from school soon and the parents are all on their way home to time is against me and I need to do something fast. I check my sidekick, and its dead, so im really on my own now. Next he says to her, “Baby, u still got the rest of the lotion in your closet right?”…my eyes light up like 4th of July and now my heart is racing, he steps closer to the closet and I clench my fist getting ready to deliver the 1st blow, im waiting, hes getting closer and shes holding her hand over her mouth, im starting to pray a lil harder every step he takes closer to me, he opens the door and I rush out, im getting ready to throw hands and I look to my amazement….this lil nigga is shorter than me and skinner than me, I couldn’t help but to let out a lil laugh as a huge sigh of relief. He starts screaming at her askin who the fuck am I and I didn’t respond, I look at her and then I look at him and I say, “im outta here”, dude tells me I aint goin nowhere and I pay him no mind, I proceed out the front door, dip thru the lil preschool across the streeet and make my way towards the metro rail. I could still hear shortie and dude arguing. I stop at the gas station and pick me up a dutch and roll my blunt as I think of the events that just took place today and all I could say was WOW, im thinking this whole time that I might have to go up against Goliath and this whole time it was just David and his lil stones. LOL.
But on a serious note, I was just amazed how shortie played everything like it was all cool, and still kissed dude right after me and her just got done with our lil affair, I wonder do all women do this? Has this ever happened to me? And how could u even live with yourself after you do something like this? Now I know some of you will say that I was in the wrong too, but like I said earlier I didn’t go over there with these intentions…but ohh well, im gonna sip on this Hennessey and red bull real slow and enjoy my blunt because today was a very unique experience of me coming out the closet. LOL
Moral of the Story…..Stay in School ;)
Next day, im in class and I notice shortie isn’t in here, I figured I was gonna be bored since she was the only person I really talked to in that class, so I decided to finally pay attention. About 15 minutes before class ends shortie sends me a text askin if I was in class, I replied “yea, I was gonna make sum time for you today but u left me hanging” she responde with “LOL, call me when u leave class”. Class ends and I make the call as im walking to my next class, she tells me to forget my next class and come over her crib, so I bang it from school and head to shorties crib. I get to the crib and she has on a wife beater and sum daisy duke shorts on. So we post up outside on her porch and were just talking about class and other shit and then shortie invites me inside, now im not trying to start no drama or have any problems with anybodys boyfriend, but shortie assures me its safe and that her parents are at work and they wont be home untill sundown and her boyfriend is down in the Keys working, since it all sounded about right, I head into the crib.
After a lil more talkin shortie hops on my lap and shes telling me how much she wishes that I was her boyfriend and how much of a good person I am and then next thing u know we both are making out on the couch . Now mind u, I didn’t go over there with the intensions to fuck but I am damn sure happy that I skipped that next class. So were on the couch and she takes her top off and shows me her beautiful breasts, she asks “you wish these were yours don’t you?” and I shook my head up and down nodding to her “yes!”. We proceed to her bedroom, and the 1st thing she does is toss the picture of her and her boyfriend to the side, lays me down on the bed and gives me the most amazing blowjob that ive ever had…this year. LOL, so after that I reached in my pocket, slide on my magnum and I went to work. This girls ass is sooo huge, it had to be the size of 2 healthy thanksgiving turkeys, perfectly round and had a nice jiggle to hit whenever I was serving her them backshots. A good 2 hours pass by and im drained, I think I gave that girl everything that I had and she gladly took it all. She tells me to join her in the shower, and who am I to say no. Now were In the shower, we start kissing again and the water is fallin down on top of us, this shit felt like were were in a movie, LoL. Then all of a sudden….I hear “Baby im home, where u at?”….
Knock! Knock! Knock! ….”Girl open the door I know u in there!”
Awwww shit! Her boyfriend is here! WTF? “I thought u said that nigga was at work in the Keys, that’s about a good 100 miles from where were at!” So were rushing out the bathroom and this nigga is still knockin. FUCK! So much shit starts rushing thru my head and I damn sure and gonna let sum nigga try to fight me, especially while im naked. Good thing I brought my clothes into the bathroom with me, I quickly get dressed and the first place I could think of was to hide in the closet, just till my opportunity arrived for me to make my grand escape. So im in the closet , I turn my sidekick on silent, and im waiting, peeking thru the lil crack in the closet door and observing how she handles the situation. Shes acting normal kissing him and talking and askin about his day n shit, then I was thinking damn am I the only nigga that shes cheated on this dude with or was I the only nigga this week? Shortie was a pro, she lied straight to his face and he bought all that shit, she told him she stayed home to catch up on her homework and how she was thinking bout him all day. Now don’t get me wrong, I could give 2 fucks about this dude but after watching him put his tongue in her mouth, right after my dick was just in there, I kinda felt sorry for dude. But FUCK DAT, im tryin to figure out how im gonna get out of this damn closet, I start texting everybody that I know that’s in the area, no luck, either everybodys busy or theyre tied up into sum other shit, fuck it, I guess that means that im on my own. Now shortie and her boyfriend go outside in the front yard, and she starts to text me, saying that she doesn’t know what to do and that hes not leaving no time soon, so im like have that nigga take u to the mall, the corner store, gas station, sumwhere, anywhere but here, all I needed was 3 minutes to leave the area and I would have been good. But for sum reason her brain is on airhead mode and she cant think of shit, than I got a brilliant idea, I sent her a text saying..”come back in the house , sit his ass on the couch and just start giving him head so I can dip out the window while hes occupied” she replies, “I cant do that, I never suck his dick and if I do it out of nowhere hes gonna think something is up” I swear I wanted to scream at this bitch. At this point I thought I was fucked, by listening to the sound of his voice im assuming hes about 6 foot, maybe 200lbs with a mouth full of golds and sum tattoos, and that he was gonna beat the shit out of me in this closet. But im not giving up yet and my brain is still trying to work this out.
Somehow they end up back into the room and on the bed, he lays her down and then tells her hes gonna give her a massage, perfect fukkin timing, nw im never gonna get out this shit. So I sent a text to my best friend who happens to be a female, I tell her everything that’s going on and shes laffing on the other end, she says that’s what I get for messing with another mans girl, I don’t have time to be judged on my actions right now and I need an exit strategy asap! She tells me to give her shorties number and shes gonna figure sumthin out. Now im waiting, this nigga is getting his rub on, my back is cramping and it seems like everybody forgot im still in this fucking closet! Shorties phone rings and she picks up, its my best friend on the line with her and shes telling my best friend that she doesn’t know what to do, now shortie gets up and takes the call outside and her boyfriend goes after her, now this is my perfect opportunity to escape, theres a window right in front of me, I could jump out, wait on the side of the house till they comeback in the room and I could leave, ok im gonna do it, 3.…2...1.…GO! I break out the closet and rush to the window, only to notice that there are bars on the window and theyre screwed from the outside, which was ironic because I felt like I was getting screwed from the inside. FUCK! FUCK! FUCKKKK! I dip back into the closet, shortie and her man are back in the room and im back to level 1, now mind you I got to shorties house around 10, we fucked untill about 12, and ive been in the closet since 12:30pm, and its now 4:30pm, her lil sister is gonna be home from school soon and the parents are all on their way home to time is against me and I need to do something fast. I check my sidekick, and its dead, so im really on my own now. Next he says to her, “Baby, u still got the rest of the lotion in your closet right?”…my eyes light up like 4th of July and now my heart is racing, he steps closer to the closet and I clench my fist getting ready to deliver the 1st blow, im waiting, hes getting closer and shes holding her hand over her mouth, im starting to pray a lil harder every step he takes closer to me, he opens the door and I rush out, im getting ready to throw hands and I look to my amazement….this lil nigga is shorter than me and skinner than me, I couldn’t help but to let out a lil laugh as a huge sigh of relief. He starts screaming at her askin who the fuck am I and I didn’t respond, I look at her and then I look at him and I say, “im outta here”, dude tells me I aint goin nowhere and I pay him no mind, I proceed out the front door, dip thru the lil preschool across the streeet and make my way towards the metro rail. I could still hear shortie and dude arguing. I stop at the gas station and pick me up a dutch and roll my blunt as I think of the events that just took place today and all I could say was WOW, im thinking this whole time that I might have to go up against Goliath and this whole time it was just David and his lil stones. LOL.
But on a serious note, I was just amazed how shortie played everything like it was all cool, and still kissed dude right after me and her just got done with our lil affair, I wonder do all women do this? Has this ever happened to me? And how could u even live with yourself after you do something like this? Now I know some of you will say that I was in the wrong too, but like I said earlier I didn’t go over there with these intentions…but ohh well, im gonna sip on this Hennessey and red bull real slow and enjoy my blunt because today was a very unique experience of me coming out the closet. LOL
Moral of the Story…..Stay in School ;)
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Drake - Take You Down
Tryin to put you fellaz up on game...If you not jammin this in the whip with your lady friend then youre definitely slippin...guaranteed panty dropper ;)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Tapemasters Inc. - The Future Of R&B Vol.25 (Hosted By Ryan Leslie)(2009)
Heres another fiyahh RnB mixtape by them boyz tapeMasters Inc
Check out the tracklist at the bottom and copy and paste the link to download the mixtape...Remember where you got it 1st!
01. Ryan Leslie & Tapemasters Inc Intro
02. Beyonce Feat. Kanye West – Ego (Remix)
03. Christina Milian Feat. The-Dream - Zipper
04. Keri Hilson – Trojan Man (Not On Album)
05. Ne-Yo – I Don’t Really Care
06. Trey Songz – Be Where You Are
07. Mya – Take It Back [Unreleased]
08. Mario – Ooh Baby
09. Sammie Feat. Yung Joc – Body Rock
10. Flo-Rida Feat. Ne-Yo – Be On You
11. Chrisette Michele Feat. Rick Ross & Juelz Santana – Epiphany (Remix)
12. Trey Songz – I Need A Girl
13. Ryan Leslie Interlude
14. Krys Ivory Feat. Ryan Leslie – Be Next To Ya
15. Ryan Leslie – How It Was Supposed To Be [Rock Version]
16. Ciara – Kiss My Swag
17. Keri Hilson – Do It
18. Mahagani Feat. The Game & Maino – Stand Over There (Remix)
19. Cassie Feat Diddy – Must Be Love
20. Git Fresh Feat. Jamie Foxx & Rick Ross – Swag Up
21. Electrik Red Feat. Lil’ Wayne – So Good (Remix)
22. Marques Houston Feat. Jim Jones – I Love Her
23. Day 26 – Lemme Luv You Girl
24. Corte Ellis – Money On The Floor
25. Jeremih – Birthday Sex [Hot]
26. Ryan Leslie & Tapemasters Inc Outro
Download Link : http://1260666d.linkbucks.com/
STILTS (4 THE LOVE OF RAY J) NEW LOOK
So whatchu think fellaz would u smash it or pass it?
Ladies feel free to comment too ;)
Ladies feel free to comment too ;)
Myspace
Im sure all of u have heard of it and by now even your dog has a myspace page. I give mad props to Tom because he created a life changing site when he made myspace. Can u imagine what the world would be like if there was no myspace? What would you even be doing if u had no myspace? Myspace comes in handy for keeping up with old friends and as well for making sum new ones.
So im at home chilln watching Game 1 of the western conference finals between the Denver Nuggets and the Los Angeles Lakers (GO NUGGETS!!!) and on myspace at the same time and i get a message from this chick i met not too long ago, she asks what im up to and i tell her im watching the game, she says thats boring and i reply " if u can come up with sumthing better then let me know" she replies 'Im on my way". about 30 minutes later i get a text from her saying shes outside. Damn i didnt think she was serious.
Were outside talkin and it just got done raining so she had on a lil sweater with sum boy shorts on. i cant help to notice how big this girls ass is. I mean its huge and i feel like myspace finally came thru for me on this one. Shes a red bone jamaican, brown eyes, thick as fuck with sum B cups and a ba-donk-a-donk, with a decent amount of weave in her hair, but she kept it maintained. After a lil convo i start kissin on her neck n squeezing on her booty, this is turning her on and the spots that im kissing on her neck seems to be doing the trick as well. We head to my room she reaches into her purse and pulls out sum hersheys chocolate syrup. I ask her what she plans on doin with that and she says shes gonna lick it off me. NICE. a big ass smile appears on my face as she pours the syrup on my dick and gets to sucking. At one point my dick was drenched with syrup and she licked and sucked it all off, no hands and no towels needed. Right before i felt like i was about to cum i stopped her, slid on my magnum and went to work. From the moment i put my shit in her she was lovin every moment. i was using them long strokes so she can feel my shit. I put both legs up on my shoulders and im tearing her insides up, a lil after i throw her legs up and shes telling me shes about to cum, i still keep stroking, i flip that thick body of hers over and now i got her ass into the air and her face down in my pillow. Just the way i like it. Im pulling on her hair and im beatin the pussy up, oh yea shes loving this, "im cumming again daddy" she screams, and her juices just starts leakin out the pussy, after a few more wall pounding strokes, i put her back on her back and bust all over her titties. She packs up and tells me to enjoy the rest of my boring game, i look back at the tv and my Nuggets just lost 105-103. FUCK! I guess the same rule applies to fans and the players "NO SEX BEFORE/DURING GAMES"
Hmmmmmm, so if there was no myspace then i wouldnt have been interrupted by "In-Game Pussy" and maybe Denver would have won? Whatchu think?
Check out shorty's ass and tell me whatchu think ;)
So im at home chilln watching Game 1 of the western conference finals between the Denver Nuggets and the Los Angeles Lakers (GO NUGGETS!!!) and on myspace at the same time and i get a message from this chick i met not too long ago, she asks what im up to and i tell her im watching the game, she says thats boring and i reply " if u can come up with sumthing better then let me know" she replies 'Im on my way". about 30 minutes later i get a text from her saying shes outside. Damn i didnt think she was serious.
Were outside talkin and it just got done raining so she had on a lil sweater with sum boy shorts on. i cant help to notice how big this girls ass is. I mean its huge and i feel like myspace finally came thru for me on this one. Shes a red bone jamaican, brown eyes, thick as fuck with sum B cups and a ba-donk-a-donk, with a decent amount of weave in her hair, but she kept it maintained. After a lil convo i start kissin on her neck n squeezing on her booty, this is turning her on and the spots that im kissing on her neck seems to be doing the trick as well. We head to my room she reaches into her purse and pulls out sum hersheys chocolate syrup. I ask her what she plans on doin with that and she says shes gonna lick it off me. NICE. a big ass smile appears on my face as she pours the syrup on my dick and gets to sucking. At one point my dick was drenched with syrup and she licked and sucked it all off, no hands and no towels needed. Right before i felt like i was about to cum i stopped her, slid on my magnum and went to work. From the moment i put my shit in her she was lovin every moment. i was using them long strokes so she can feel my shit. I put both legs up on my shoulders and im tearing her insides up, a lil after i throw her legs up and shes telling me shes about to cum, i still keep stroking, i flip that thick body of hers over and now i got her ass into the air and her face down in my pillow. Just the way i like it. Im pulling on her hair and im beatin the pussy up, oh yea shes loving this, "im cumming again daddy" she screams, and her juices just starts leakin out the pussy, after a few more wall pounding strokes, i put her back on her back and bust all over her titties. She packs up and tells me to enjoy the rest of my boring game, i look back at the tv and my Nuggets just lost 105-103. FUCK! I guess the same rule applies to fans and the players "NO SEX BEFORE/DURING GAMES"
Hmmmmmm, so if there was no myspace then i wouldnt have been interrupted by "In-Game Pussy" and maybe Denver would have won? Whatchu think?
Check out shorty's ass and tell me whatchu think ;)
Gotta Love Them IRT GiRLz...
Lemmie tell you bout a lil place called IRT(Interactive Response Technologies). This place was a blessing in disguise. A Tmobile call center in Miramar, FL, There were so many women, and many different types of women, there was a somebody for somebody, guaranteed pussy. As my boy Trunks would say it, IRT was simply a "Ho-asis" filled with opportunity and gold diggers. Like most call centers there was the usual routine : Classroom Training, Graduation from training and then moving on to the position that u were hired for.
Classroom training was cool, thats where u form a bond with ur new fellow co-workers and evryone else can get to know the type of person that u are. You get to sit back and peep the environment and also get a good look at the working environment that your about to get used to. This is an early advantage because nobody knows you and your basically labeled as the "new guy" that just started. PERFECT. Nobody knows your name and more importantly, they dont know who you fucked yet so right now your chances at nailing some really good chicks are in you favor.Now a few weeks into training and u start to get cool with a few of the people in your training class and also a few of the regular employees also. But after a while i started getting approached from many different girls like crazy. Now dont get me wrong im not the best looking dude in the world, but i damn sure aint ugly. But in the midst of being one of the most talked about "new guys" i also was attracting sum negative attention, also known as haters. Im a simple dude with standards and i dont talk to any girl with a phat ass, i dont do hoodrats and most importantly i hate gold diggers with an undying passion. Come to find out a few of my old jumpoffs worked here, which should have been no surprise. The funny thing about it is that i noticed the jumpoffs tried to fuck up some of my opportunities with sum new potential jumpoffs. After i dismissed the accused alligations from my haters, i had everything under control and in my favor.
Now that Memorial Day Weekend is coming up and every girl is gettin their new weave in and discussing what hotel theyre goin to be at im beginning to notice that this whole damn building of shones is gonna be on South Beach. As im doing my normal work routine a fellow supervisor walked by and dropped a note at my desk and walk away. I opened the letter and my eyes jumped out of my eyes a little and i crack a lil smile on my face and go back to work. During my break i head to the break room n open the note once again just to make sure i was reading the right words, the note said.." i wanna swallow you...call me " Nice, i smile, log in the number into my sidekick and i begin to send a few text messages, after a lil small talk and a few exchange of pictures, she asks if we can chill tomorrow before work, since we worked the same schedule in the evening, she came over in the morning.
The next morning comes and were kickin it in her Mercedes outside my crib. I just got done eatin a big breakfast and i started off the morning with the usual blunt after my steak and eggs. To no surprise i come to find out that she smokes too. Now as shes smokin n im analyzing her body from head to toe. she wasnt all that in the face, but she was fuckable. Big ass tites and a decent ass, and a pound of weave on her head. Shes talkin bout how she cant find a good man and blah blah blah, so i switched subjects cuz im high as fuck and i dont wanna hear about that and im ready to get this on and poppin. Sum how the conversation switches to sex and we start talking about her favorite positions. For sum reason she then starts rubbin on her nipples and showing me how flexible she was, now for a tall 6 foot chick to be able to put her legs behind her head i was amazed. We proceed inside and head to my room, no questions asked she already knows what time it is. She undressses, sits in front of me on my bed and takes my dick out, as soon as she whips it out she gives a lil gasp and her face lights up (i love when girls do that) she begings suckin on it and i must admit that shortie had a real mean dome game. She filled her mouth with my dick sucking on it nice and slow, im enjoying the view of watching her and loving it even more when shes smacking my dick against her cheeks. Shes doing donut circles on the head and its making me feel real good at this point. I grab a magnum and slide it on, as soon as i slide into her she begins to wince a little and says "im realy tight, its been a while since i had sex"..in my head im like.."yea whatever " and begin with sum soft gentle strokes, now shes liking this cuz now she can feel my true size inside her, i then pick up the speed a lil and i start digging into them guts. I turn her to her side and and im just hammering the pussy, i make her play with her clit while im stroking it cuz that shit is fucking sexy and most girls love it too. Next, i flip her over and were doing it doggy style, as im pounding it from the back and watching her booty jiggle my dick is getting even harder, "more daddy...gimmie all that dick" she says, well shes saying the magic words and im serving her all the dick she needs. A lil more postitions and then we end up back to the missionary position, now shes telling me that im in her stomach, GOOD, now im trying to get into her throat. I tell her that shes gonna swallow my shit and she agrees, I pull off the condom and let my shit off all over her face, shortie is loving that shit and she sucks me off summore and swallows me dry. She wipes herself off and she tells me she cant wait to see me at work. I laugh and im like yea me too, at this point ill say whatever to keep the convo short and get this bitch out my house. We say our goodbye"s and shes on her way. Not even 10 minutes since shes been gone and shes sendin me messages saying how good i was and she cant wait to make me all hers. HOLD UP! Im not trying to be nobodys nothing, so in a polite way i let her know that im not looking for any relationship or a title and we can just be friends. Truth be told all she was in my eyes was just another jumpoff....
After our lil session i didnt really see myself persuing this chick anymore because i felt like i could do better. Dont get me wrong the pussy was good, but shortie just talked too damn much and it was too much for my ears. So to you fellaz curious looking for a good place to work and make a lil pocket change and get sum easy pussy, then look no further because IRT is exactly whatchu lookin for. From ex strippers to Dopegilrs theres bound to be somebody in there for you ;)
Oh and for those of yall that are curious to know who's the supervisor that i smashed, enjoy the pic she sent me...
Classroom training was cool, thats where u form a bond with ur new fellow co-workers and evryone else can get to know the type of person that u are. You get to sit back and peep the environment and also get a good look at the working environment that your about to get used to. This is an early advantage because nobody knows you and your basically labeled as the "new guy" that just started. PERFECT. Nobody knows your name and more importantly, they dont know who you fucked yet so right now your chances at nailing some really good chicks are in you favor.Now a few weeks into training and u start to get cool with a few of the people in your training class and also a few of the regular employees also. But after a while i started getting approached from many different girls like crazy. Now dont get me wrong im not the best looking dude in the world, but i damn sure aint ugly. But in the midst of being one of the most talked about "new guys" i also was attracting sum negative attention, also known as haters. Im a simple dude with standards and i dont talk to any girl with a phat ass, i dont do hoodrats and most importantly i hate gold diggers with an undying passion. Come to find out a few of my old jumpoffs worked here, which should have been no surprise. The funny thing about it is that i noticed the jumpoffs tried to fuck up some of my opportunities with sum new potential jumpoffs. After i dismissed the accused alligations from my haters, i had everything under control and in my favor.
Now that Memorial Day Weekend is coming up and every girl is gettin their new weave in and discussing what hotel theyre goin to be at im beginning to notice that this whole damn building of shones is gonna be on South Beach. As im doing my normal work routine a fellow supervisor walked by and dropped a note at my desk and walk away. I opened the letter and my eyes jumped out of my eyes a little and i crack a lil smile on my face and go back to work. During my break i head to the break room n open the note once again just to make sure i was reading the right words, the note said.." i wanna swallow you...call me " Nice, i smile, log in the number into my sidekick and i begin to send a few text messages, after a lil small talk and a few exchange of pictures, she asks if we can chill tomorrow before work, since we worked the same schedule in the evening, she came over in the morning.
The next morning comes and were kickin it in her Mercedes outside my crib. I just got done eatin a big breakfast and i started off the morning with the usual blunt after my steak and eggs. To no surprise i come to find out that she smokes too. Now as shes smokin n im analyzing her body from head to toe. she wasnt all that in the face, but she was fuckable. Big ass tites and a decent ass, and a pound of weave on her head. Shes talkin bout how she cant find a good man and blah blah blah, so i switched subjects cuz im high as fuck and i dont wanna hear about that and im ready to get this on and poppin. Sum how the conversation switches to sex and we start talking about her favorite positions. For sum reason she then starts rubbin on her nipples and showing me how flexible she was, now for a tall 6 foot chick to be able to put her legs behind her head i was amazed. We proceed inside and head to my room, no questions asked she already knows what time it is. She undressses, sits in front of me on my bed and takes my dick out, as soon as she whips it out she gives a lil gasp and her face lights up (i love when girls do that) she begings suckin on it and i must admit that shortie had a real mean dome game. She filled her mouth with my dick sucking on it nice and slow, im enjoying the view of watching her and loving it even more when shes smacking my dick against her cheeks. Shes doing donut circles on the head and its making me feel real good at this point. I grab a magnum and slide it on, as soon as i slide into her she begins to wince a little and says "im realy tight, its been a while since i had sex"..in my head im like.."yea whatever " and begin with sum soft gentle strokes, now shes liking this cuz now she can feel my true size inside her, i then pick up the speed a lil and i start digging into them guts. I turn her to her side and and im just hammering the pussy, i make her play with her clit while im stroking it cuz that shit is fucking sexy and most girls love it too. Next, i flip her over and were doing it doggy style, as im pounding it from the back and watching her booty jiggle my dick is getting even harder, "more daddy...gimmie all that dick" she says, well shes saying the magic words and im serving her all the dick she needs. A lil more postitions and then we end up back to the missionary position, now shes telling me that im in her stomach, GOOD, now im trying to get into her throat. I tell her that shes gonna swallow my shit and she agrees, I pull off the condom and let my shit off all over her face, shortie is loving that shit and she sucks me off summore and swallows me dry. She wipes herself off and she tells me she cant wait to see me at work. I laugh and im like yea me too, at this point ill say whatever to keep the convo short and get this bitch out my house. We say our goodbye"s and shes on her way. Not even 10 minutes since shes been gone and shes sendin me messages saying how good i was and she cant wait to make me all hers. HOLD UP! Im not trying to be nobodys nothing, so in a polite way i let her know that im not looking for any relationship or a title and we can just be friends. Truth be told all she was in my eyes was just another jumpoff....
After our lil session i didnt really see myself persuing this chick anymore because i felt like i could do better. Dont get me wrong the pussy was good, but shortie just talked too damn much and it was too much for my ears. So to you fellaz curious looking for a good place to work and make a lil pocket change and get sum easy pussy, then look no further because IRT is exactly whatchu lookin for. From ex strippers to Dopegilrs theres bound to be somebody in there for you ;)
Oh and for those of yall that are curious to know who's the supervisor that i smashed, enjoy the pic she sent me...
Monday, May 18, 2009
Lips....
One of the most beautiful part of the anatomy of a woman. So strong but at the same time gentle like clouds. The power for somebody to leave a lasting impression on you and to throw yo ass into a complete daze and having ur mind filled and thinkin bout that 1 thing...her Lips. i Love it when a female has a nice set of lips on her, now be real who wants to kiss a girl with sum busted up ass lips right? Earlier today i ran into a pretty lil Dominican chick at FIU (Florida International Univ)and she was small n petite n sexy as hell,light skinned, long black hair (hers of course) brown eyes, some decent b cups and a lil booty,and drove a 08' Lexus IS, need i say more???... I had to get her. I stepped to her real gentlemen like n we talked for a lil bit and exhanged numbers. A lil while ago she hits me up n we start textin and we end up exchanging pics, and then she sent me a pic of Lips....
DAMN!
Thats all i could say, shortie has sum really nice lips, and she definitely get a lil extra bonus points, she told me to come n kick it with her at her condo 2nite, she offered me to dinner n a movie at her place, so why would i say no...hehehe
Oh Yeah...check out the pic of her lips, tell me whatchu think?
DOnt worry thats just her finger...LoL
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