Let it snow, Let it snow.

C.O. has been on my mind ever since I explored that smooth chocolate body and rock hard cock.  Patience is a virtue, but I am not exactly a pinnacle of virtue. So last time we hooked up (misadventures and Mike and Ikes.)  we discussed enjoying the next snow-in together.  And we made it happen.  I invited him into my world, temporarily...

Booboo is on point.  He comes prepared.  Quarter of some yummy exotic buddz.  Fifth of the Hennesey.  Double Coronas. And Seven sevenths of chocolate dutchie rillos for twisting.  Hey, thats a lucky number.  (And of course, a whole big cock paired with two gold wrapper-magnums, which fit the him like they were eloquently tailored to do so by Ralph Lauren himself.)  Match to what I had cooking up for the evening I was expected to be spending on me...well its all good.

I got the kids settled and its time for chillaxin time.  His purpose...he just want me to relax.  Easier said then done in my world, but I'm diggin it...and then some.  Im trying so hard not to be rude...but I am in fact an icy hearted bitter bitch at this point.

Fact of the matter is, this is a fine specimen He's just perfectly laid back, with a gorgeous smile, well adjusted attitude, and a ridiculous amount of exuded sexiness.  Grown man status too, manages his own.  I like the possibilities.

Some how he reminds me of the good old back in the days.  Cruisin around with a fly azz nigga, sexy with his half shut eyelids.  Surrounded by sweet sess smoke and clouded vision on a sunny day.  

Why the assclown might just be an ASS-CLOWN.

The term assclown refers to a simple, unavailable, emotionally challenged asshole, who keeps you holding on by taking advantage of your weaknesses, purely to stroke his own ego and and stroke your vajajay at his calling. 

I highly recommend taking a peek at baggagereclaim.com if you are dealing with this kind of situation. 

Anyway, back to the juice.  So we are getting it in.  Im enjoying my drinks for the evening.  He is enjoying caressing my milky smooth thighs.  I can't help but get absorbed into my own bliss of his appreciation for my body.  He doesn't mind the belly and the other flaws, he makes sure to get to every inch and crevice and show his lustful hunger for it all.  Mmm.

We get busy with the body oils. Flavored lubes.  Its usually all about me.  This time, I wanted to show him how much i love him and his cock.  My buddy.  He sent me a pic a few days before that.  He asked me to delete it.  I said hell no, thats about to be my new wallpaper, I love that cock!

I read some bit on erotic massage that afternoon before he came over.  The man's toes were curling.  I made his cock feel like it was ten fold worth its weight in gold.  And covered in melted chocolate cherry fondue.  And I dipped in with the finest fruit.

But then it happened.  The man cocked his legs up.  Like a bitch.

Back to assclown...

Yes, I reneged again.  With assclown. So it goes. 


After receiving happy holiday wishes from him consistently three days later throughout the HoHoHo season, I decided enough was enough.  He is, in fact, an assclown.  However, I asked him to 'borrow' some money because the season really took a bite out of my single mommy's budget.  He replied with a resounding yes, "sure no problem baby, I'll hit you up on pay day."
Payday comes and goes, not response...gee theres a surprise.

Then I remembered, my new years resolution was not to take any more shit.  And, not be a slut, really.  So I called his bluff.

ME:  Just gonna ignore my texts huh?
AC:  No, just have been busy with the kids and whats her name, you know what i mean?
ME:  Whatever, excuses.  You phony, you fake, thats the type of people I hate.
AC:  What-ever.  Lol
ME:  No, I'm serious like a myocardial infarction.  Ive had enough of you and your excuses, so either make the time or just forget about it.
ME:  You suck.  Im done with you.  It aint about the money either.  Its just you.  You are a hinderance to my progression.
AC:  REally, im sorry I'll bring it over Saturday.

Ok, a few more exchanges where I was really mean.  And he was kinda persistent.  Until he said "goodbye."  He said, it was "sweet" knowing you, I love you and take care.

It crushed me.  Why can't I do the goodbye thing gracefully?

So ultimately, I let him come over.  Like it never happened.  And of course, we had mind blowing sex a few times over that week, complete with flavored lubes and juicy moments of passion.   But I was disturbed by something...

I was getting some head in a rented bed.

So back to the beginning of winter break.  Strike one.  Watching all my friends with their man's problems.  I mean hey, we all got problems.  Its just always such a friggin hassle to have to think about the 3rd wheel, and what if YOU are the third wheel?!?

So I smoked da fuggettabout it.  That fuckit, yep.  Ladies to the club...and a third wheel...but not me!  My friend decided to bring a long her luv interest.  And he is an irritating prick.  Ive known him since 8th grade, and he just irks me!  Oh well.  I was on a mission.  I had one of those bangin me time moments.  Kids outta my hair for the evening.  Hotel room for the night.  Enjoyed one of those hot, steamy showers.  *winkwink*  My chilled bottle of white zinfindel and some bacardi dark.  Rubbed myself up and own with all my yummy smellgoods lotions.  Did the hair and painted my face on.  Put on a fly outfit and just feeling good.  It was another mission to finally get to da spot, but atleast Miz Indecisive got smashed first.  Yeah, I'm classy with it.

We drove around looking for parking for almost 30 mins.  Walked 2 blocks in the torrential rain, and my seasoned knock-off Chanel bag practically melted.  Peep the crowd.  Ugh, not feelin it.  Leave it to me to find da only dude in da spot, just on it like that. The spot was packed, and I expressed my dissatisfaction with the bar service.  He handed me his ice cold Jack and Coke and we began to chat. 

Heres the set up.  Yup Im yummy. You feelin it?  I just want some brains from a thinker, yes a thinker. Exchange contact info and its on.  Non drivin ass.  Ugh, dissatisfied.  He catches a cab to the telly, and now he gets to ride with me back to where he just came from to take someone home.  At 3 am.  Nice gesture. Atleast we stopped at the diner first as my drunken homegirl needed some grease to go home with.  Me too. 

Im driving, hes staring at the goodies. Before I hit the freeway, I pop the breaks. 
"Just to be clear, you are just gonna eat me up right?"
"Serious?  Aight Ma, you got that.  I like your assertiveness.  You get what you want in life, don't you?"  Step on the gas fast. 

When we got back to the hotel, he had the opportunity to watch me eat my mozzarella sticks.  Atleast I did in a sensual way.  Phallic foods are my fav.   But cmon, a big girl gotta eat!  I guzzled down the last of my Bacardi and coke and climbed into bed next to him. 

It was rather nice.  We had a nice chat about this and that, and he dove in.  Ate me up just like I asked him to.  Even though I made myself clear enough this is just an oral fixation, he still tried to get him some.  It wasn't happening.  He couldn't even harden up, claiming its guilt...he hadn't spoken to his girlfriend all day.

HA. Hello, its already been established that its not that kinda party.  He asked my why Im single.  I
replied I am, but my dude isn't.  So thats that.  He went back down and made me squirt.  Enjoyable.  We snuggled up and had the half awkward morning thing.  Exchange contact info ect, and he hoped I would give him a call so he can get some more before I left town.  He recently defriended me on Facebook.  Good times.

Laws of Attraction Part Deux

Where to begin?  Gotta know where your coming from before you know where your going right? 
Ok, so this is the girl who gets busy, too busy.  I think I have adult ADHD.  Really, wait, what was I saying?  Perhaps I just require the medication, addies, percs, vics, or whatever else got me here.  Just add up the statistics and there ya have it.  In the mean time, I've been fried like a bad perm, or coloring, ladies.  In a previous post I talked about laws of attraction.  Well, for the entire week that Ive finished classes for now, Ive basically been smoking grass like I'm fucking a landscaper. That is what the hell showed up on my doorstep, or what I attracted.  Right on time, wrong place.  No, really. Three outta four days high before noon?  Score. Still more productive than napping the days away when its time to hibernate.  It just so happens, that for whatever reason, ive bumped into some cool azz people who smoke the fuggeddaboutit. And its been awesome to have the quality time.  It happens.  What you attract tells you all about what you give out.   And really its been a good thing! Now let me just blogg about it.  Cheers. 

Misadventures and mike & ikes

I wrote a lil rhyme about it and here it goes.  Nah, not really.  Ok Im gonna make this one short and sweet and to the point to get me back on track here.  Time goes by and its well, #ontothenextone! 

SO...meet C.O.  On a whim, we decided on a last minute mid morning meet up.  The impending snow storm has kinda put all weekend plans on hold, so why not live for the moment and catch it before the buzz fizzles.  Carpe Diem.

I arrive.  Ring bell.  No answer.  Call phone.  No answer.  Walk to car, madd as what!  Open car door, he calls back.  "Wow, mama didn't realize you drive that fast."  Buzz me in.  Open door.  TOWEL.  That is all he is wearing.  Please don't let jaw hit floor.  This dude is fiiiiine. Pictures don't do him justice.  I mean, I hadn't expected to have the opportunity to preview the merchandise, but I think it is quite acceptable.

"Sorry I kept you waiting, I was in the shower."  Oh, its quite alright...
CO walks me into his bedroom proceeds to lotion up.  His bedroom is comfortable and warm.  Black lacquered furniture.  An array of nicely organized good smelly shit on a gleaming dresser.  King sized bed, with a black satin cover.  NICE...ha.

I begin to get the feeling I bit off more than I could chew.  I hadn't planned on coming by for some dickdown. That was not my intentions.  But...

stay tuned....new juicy posts coming soon