Tuesday, December 28, 2010
I've always had the desire to have sex with two men at the same time. So much so that it has been very high on my bucket list.......................Ahhhhhhhhhh Shit!!! Who the hell am I fooling? Let me stop lying to my loyal readers and keep it real as I said I would. I've already done that shit and it was the FUCKING BOMB. Its a nymphos dream!!! The shit was so good, I think I could have handled another dick if one was readily available. Having that constant pounding of your pussy, ass and throat is the most amazing experience ever. Especially, when your high. No break from the dick!! It was so great to know that for the first time ever, I may have an opportunity to not out fuck someone. If they were to get tired, they could take breaks. Just tag teaming the pussy!! I'm sure you're dying to know how it went down. As I think back on it, I can say now "damn Nina, you are such a slut." I dated this guy when I was 18 years old. We dated for a little over a year and there was not a day we didn't have sex at least twice. We only took breaks during my period and was back to schedule as soon as it was over. This sexual chemistry remained intense throughout the relationship and even years later. He had a very close friend that would hang around us and come by to visit during our relationship quite often. I was always attracted to him and wanted to juice the hell outta his dick, but would never cross that line. When my boyfriend and I broke up we still had sex even years after. (fast forward 10 years) During this time I had started my transition to the South and began visiting frequently. On one of my trips down, my ex made mention that he needs to come with me because his boy moved down there as well. I was of course really curious to see how he was doing, so I asked my ex for his info. On my next visit down, I contacted him and made arrangements to go out that Saturday evening. The minute I layed eyes on him, I already knew it was going down. I also knew this man was about to handle his shit.. We went to a Jamaican club, smoke, drank and got fucked up. When we went back to his house, it was "Murder she wrote" on the pussy. Holy Shit, this man put it down for the crown!! We had sex a few times that night and a few times the next morning.When I left the following day we lost touch for a few years after that. Finally,I moved south. Some time after my ex came down to visit the friend and we all went out to a club that evening. As usual we drank, smoke and got fucked up. I was so horny that as soon as we got to the car I started sucking my ex's dick as he played in my pussy. I'm sure this must have aroused his friend a great deal because the head I gave would have this nigga cussing and moaning all types of shit. When we got to the house my ex started fingering my pussy on the couch and playing on my left breast. A few moments later his friend comes from out of nowhere , starts playing on my right breast and kisses me on my lips. It;s at this point I realize, "holy shit! I'm about to fuck both of my top 10 cocks at the same time??!!!!" We move to the bedroom on a bed that I remember being on some years earlier. The only thing I will say that prevented the experience from being 10 times better is that both men didn't eat my pussy.(fucking rasta) BUT....what they both did very well was FUCK the shit out of my pussy. Pure beat down on that bitch and I LOVED it!! The session lasted about three hours, both men cumming at least 3 times. I had dick EVERYWHERE!!!! Of course as I'm sure you remember, there is a very purposeful meaning behind the reason they call me Niagra. That bed was SATURATED!!!! I had to laugh at the facial expressions when within 15 minutes I was ready to go again. My ex said I was "fucking trippin" and that I need to be seen by a professional. He said he thinks my pussy is immortal and I need to save some of my shit so that it can be discovered by future archaeologists. LFMAO......what can I say, I'm just Nina baby...*wink*
Sunday, December 26, 2010
One of my readers said to me that she doesn't know if she's ever really had an orgasm. She said that when she listens to her girlfriends talk about sex and the feelings they get, she doesn't ever remember experiencing that. Well baby doll I am here to tell you that you not ever having an orgasm is a strong possibility. I have been fucking since I was 15/16 and I experienced my first orgasm when I was 25. What's even crazier is this orgasm was brought on during one of my masturbatorial sessions. Yes bitch, BY MYSELF. When I lived in New York I had my black book filled of every type of dick/sex I could think of. If I wanted my pussy pounded with no kissing just hardcore fucking, I had my options on pages 10-13. If I wanted a sex marathon with a nice fat cock, I had my options on pages 3-5. If I wanted a sexy exotic bitch to sit on my face and let me fuck her in the ass, I had my options on pages 23-27. I make mention of this so you can understand why I started so late in the game with masturbation. I had niggas and bitches willing and ABLE to fuck me any day of the week, hour or moment. It wasn't until I made my move to the South that I realized, I needed some kind of release to make up for the absence of the kind of sex I was use to. These men were/are horrible. I wasn't attracted to them. Coming from New York my men were clean, stylish and had an unbelievable swagger to them. I moved down during the era of Slip n Slide Records getting really big. Everybody was trying to be mini Trick Daddy's (rap artist) with the gold grills, unkempt hair, lack of vocabulary, they were just all wrong. I racked up crazy frequent flier miles going back home to see my family and decent dick. Then when I found some decent dick, I would out fuck them every time. It became VERY frustrating. So, I needed a vice and one of my gay boys told me about this toy call "The Bunny." We named him "Peter" also called Petey" (Shout out to my boo Steven, those were the good old days bitch.) Steven was a typical gay boy that would not touch a pussy NO MATTER WHAT!! My boo would gag at the thought. I think he just liked that Petey was a cock but had no intentions of putting it in my pussy. Well, Petey felt really good in my pussy and stimulated well but truthfully I was lost as to how to really make it work for me. I couldn't get into the whole fucking my own pussy, because sex for me is more mental. When a man penetrates me its not just the dick that gets me, its the entire process. His smell, his body, his grunts, hearing his balls slap on my pussy, the sound of it going in and out. All of these things contribute to making me wet and enjoying the sexual experience. On one of my trips to the sex store I started conversation with a young woman in the toy section. She was purchasing a "pocket rocket." I asked her what it was like and how could something so small do the job. She did an amazing job at selling me that damn thing because I left outta there with two. When I went home, it was raining and the woman I was dating at the time was at work. I decided this would be a great opportunity to try this little mother fucker out. I took a shower, oiled my body and laid down on my leather couch. I put in a porn flick and started to rub on my clit. As usual, I would get really hard and my pussy would drip but that's as far as I would normally get. This time was OHHHHHH so different. As I started to get wet, I put the little vibrator on my clit at low. I remember my body starting to get warm and I felt this relaxing/tight sensation creep into my back. I then changed it to medium and this feeling became even more intense. I started to breath heavier and the feeling in my back crept up to my neck and down to my toes. When I turned the vibrator to high, I blacked out. The last thing I remember was screaming, shaking and then falling off the couch. When I came too, there was a HUGE puddle on the couch and on the floor. My thighs were soaking wet and I had a instant feeling of calm just take over my body. I fell asleep right there and didn't wake up for 6 hours. My girl came by and found me naked on my living room floor knocked the FUCK out.
There you have it, my first REAL orgasm. So don't be shocked if you're man hasn't done it for you yet. I've learned that this talent comes with age and experience when it comes to men. It requires, patience and a mans ability to learn and understand your body. Doesn't mean his sex is bad, just may mean he hasn't taken you to that level. These young dudes fuck like bunnies and are all about busting a nut. Sometimes that's cool, because I enjoy a wild, room wrecking fuck session from time to time. However, to really enjoy an orgasm during sex, that man has to know what he's doing and be truly focused on pleasing you. So, to my darling reader. Go and purchase yourself a nice vibrator and have some fun tonight. Trust me, you will know when it happens. Oh.......and don't forget to send me some pictures...*wink*
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Merry Christmas to all of my fans and followers. I am hoping today is filled with joy, laughter and great memories. I love you guys and don't forget the TRUE reason for the season.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Don't be discouraged if you don't meet someone after the first visit. It may take a few times. Just be yourself, have a good time and enjoy the atmosphere. What's nice about lesbian clubs and the reason why alot of straight women go, is there isn't any pressure and you don't spend the entire night beating off the advances. Don't be afraid of eye contact especially if you see a woman that you are attracted to. Eye contact is an informal invitation for them to approach you. Don't be afraid to strike up a conversation with someone as well. Just because she licks pussy doesn't make her alien. She's still a woman and most importantly human. Once you meet someone, the process will be natural. Make sure you are honest and let her know your experience level. Lying is useless. If she is a full blown lesbian, she will know from the first kiss that you're a newbie. That's pretty much it Ebony. Now my dear, if you need me to walk you through the steps to take in the bedroom, it would be my pleasure. Just shoot me an email and I will walk you and the rest of my readers through, step by step.
Good luck and take pictures...*wink*
Carmelo Anthony, 26, has left the Denver Nuggets to be with his family following the death of his sister, Michelle Anthony, and will not rejoin the team until after Christmas. Michelle Anthony passed on Tuesday due to a pre-existing condition in Baltimore. She leaves behind four children.
LaLa (Carmelo's wife) tweets her appreciation this morning for the support from his fans.......
Losing a loved one is always hard, but losing them around the holiday season makes it 10x worse.......Condolences and prayers to the family.
LaLa (Carmelo's wife) tweets her appreciation this morning for the support from his fans.......
Losing a loved one is always hard, but losing them around the holiday season makes it 10x worse.......Condolences and prayers to the family.
Labels: In the News
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
When I walked in the dressing room Honey was naked from head to toe and wiping her pussy with baby wipes. As soon as she saw me she ran over and gave me one of the warmest hugs that to date can't be beat. I was very curious to hear what happened and she was just as eager to tell. Apparently, "Mr.Black Card" has some very interesting fetishes. She said the first thing he wanted to do was lay her on her back and stick his tongue in her ass, while she pinched on his nipples and slapped on his face hard. During the 3 hours they were in the room, "Mr. Black Card" paged me and asked if I could have someone purchase a strap on for him. He asked for nothing less than 9 inches and wanted it to be thick. I thought maybe he had problems getting hard and wanted to use it on her or have another girl join them and watch them fuck each other. My brain was rattling with the possibilities, but I don't think I was ready for what Honey was about to tell me. This guy enjoys being fucked in the ass by women while he jerks his own dick! Honey said it was the most fun she had during her entire career as a dancer. She said after a good hour on and off of her fucking him, he then bent her over and began sucking on her pussy from the back and playing with her clit. Then he took his fingers and entered into her pussy resting them on her G-spot. Honey said she kept getting this strong sensation to pee and was petrified. When she couldn't hold back anymore she warned him of her fears and he begged her to please pee in his mouth. I was floored! If he had not paged me personally and asked that I purchase a dildo with such specific instructions on its length and width, I might have thought Honey was bullshitting. By this time a few of her Brazilian friends had started to trickle into the dressing room and listening to her story. Honey started to talk to them in Portuguese and every once in awhile they would glance at me.That night Honey made $4800 from "Mr.Black Card." As she tallied up her money for the evening, she walks over to me, her eyes filling up with tears and she says to me in her broken English. "Nina, I knew you would bring me luck and take care of me from I first meet you. I am so happy you come here." She then opens my hand and puts a wad of $20's in it. "Nina takes care of Honey; Honey takes care of Nina." At that moment the intercom goes off in the dressing room and the manager asks that I come to the front office. I kiss Honey on the cheeks and thank her. When I go to the front, the manager hands me an envelope and says its from my 3 hour champagne room customer. I open it and immediately see 5 crisp $100 bills. Along with the money is a note. "Miss Nina, I appreciate everything you have done for me this evening and would be interested in doing business with you further. Please give me a call." Is this really happening? What does this mean? I take the number, put it in my back pocket then add the $500 to the money Honey gave me. I go to the dressing room to say my final goodbyes and head to my car. Once in my car I pull out the money from Honey and begin to count. She gave me $1000 that night. All together I made $2800. What rested on my mind was that more than half of my money came from setting up the arrangements with Honey and "Mr. Black Card." As I sat there thinking about the night, I reached for the note with his number and read it to myself again. "Doing business with me further?" Hmmmmmm...........I wonder what "Mr.Black Card" has in mind?
To Be Continued......
If you've missed the first three chapters click on the link "Diary of a female Pimp" up top or below to catch up
Labels: Diary of a Female Pimp
Sunday, December 19, 2010
Ok, I get it the bitch really took this shit to the edge. So, whats the problem with that again? I'm confused as to the reason behind the hype and people giving her a hard time. Truly loved her interview with Perez Hilton and she says quite confidently. "I am a freak. There are some nights I don't want to make love, I just want him to fuck me." My sentiments exactly!! Why is it when a woman chooses to be open, honest and blunt about her sexual needs, desires and preferences, shes given all kinds of negative labels. Secondly, I get the raunchy video but she is not the only R&B Diva that has pushed the envelope. I wonder what the media is going to do when the "big girls" (Precious and her crew) start freely expressing there sexual needs and desires. Armageddon!!!!
Labels: Nina's Video Reviews
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Ok, I really think 2010 was so not the year for me in reference to relationships. Both friendly and intimate. Every "potential" that I have met has been a Scorpio. I am grateful for one thing, and that is there amazing ability to sexually please. However, outside of the bedroom I want to kill them. I am a Sagittarius to the core, minus a few things. My astrological advisor warns me everyday to stay away from Scorpios if at all possible. She says that our relationships very rarely have any form of longevity and holds a very low success rate. In all fairness, these men find me I don't go looking for them. It takes certain strong qualities to get my attention and it seems the Scorpions know how to intrigue me. Problem is, they can never keep me. Or they do just the right things to chase me away. Truly water and fire signs with obvious results. The first Scorpion is an oldie but goodie. We have known each other for almost a decade and have never been anything other than fuck buddies. He's a very smart guy, career driven and super attractive. The first day we met we had sex. He was not afraid of the pussy and I loved it. Sex was intense and raunchy. He wasted no time and dove in like a pro. His cock was a nice length and he had the stamina of a Latin soccer player. Amazing, mind blowing, marathon length sex. The weirdest thing would happen though when we were done; I just wanted to leave, or I wanted him to leave. No hard feelings, I just didn't have any desire to have him around if we weren't engaging in sex. I don't know if the feelings were mutual or he was just rolling with the program, but its been this way for a decade. Another Scorpio that stuck out was a man that I damn near married. I was really into this one and we had a decent connection going on. This situation ended up being a long distance relationship. (something I wouldn't recommend to an enemy) Sex life when active, was off the chain! We would literally lock ourselves in a room and have sex the entire day, for a few days at a time. One day we counted 17 condoms in the garbage! #allinadayswork. Our relationship began to deteriorate once we no longer had an active sexual life due to the distance. An average 4 day trip to see each other would cost a minimum of $700. We were forced to find other things about each other that we could use to hold on to the relationship and keep the fire going. Clearly, there was nothing more he could offer me worth hanging on to if he couldnt fuck me on the regula. When I reminisce on that relationship, in hindsight I should have known it wouldn't last. It was based on an intense sexual connection with two very competitive and strong minded people. One thing I've noticed with Scorpios is that they can dish it but they cant take it. They will hold you to that hurt feeling for life. Ive never been one to wear my emotions on my sleeve. I prefer to feel out a situation and see how much the other person has emotionally invested. If I don't get the vibe I am looking for I very rarely will put my neck out. I don't usually leave or completely back off, I just keep things light and remain non-chalant until I get the signals I need to reassure I wont have to deal with rejection. Yeah I said it!! I'm woman enough to admit it. I hate that feeling. It's physically painful, draining and steals time. Needless to say, here I am with 2011 around the corner and I can honestly say Scorpions have truly been a waste for this Sagittarius.
Here's to a better 2011......*cheers* What are your Scorpio and Sagittarius stories??
Scorpio Man and Sagittarius Woman
Not an excellent match - to say the least! The love match of a Sagittarius woman and a Scorpio man is not likely to lead to much romance, as both the individuals are very different from one another. The constant fighting and arguing will prevent the formation of a meaningful relationship. Her playfulness and his fervor do not make a good combination at all. She prefers to go out, meet new people and be the center of attention. He needs to be at his own place, in his comfortable chair, with a small group of close people. And the differences just go on.
Scorpio Woman and Sagittarius Man
The zodiac match of a Scorpio woman and a Sagittarius man does not have very good chances of success. The dissimilarities are too many and too serious. She needs security, closeness and utmost devotion. He is only able to give her simple love and romance, not necessarily with all those qualities. His recklessness will go completely against her stability. She will want a serious relationship and he will want one that is open and does not make him feel possessed. Other than lost of cooperation, there is no way to make this relationship work.
With scores ranging from 1-5, here is where we rate:
Sexual chemistry 3
Monday, December 13, 2010
You can always tell what caliber of woman a man is use to dealing with based on his "game." Fellows don't get offended when I say game because u know its true. I've seen it with my own eyes. Men have a series of scripts (usually very similar,lord knows their not creative enough to have an array of options) they use when approaching women. Depending on how young they started they may have found a few that work for them or they may still be playing the "bread crumbs" in the ocean game. Just throwing it out and waiting with a net for the first sign of life. Ladies pay attention to what I am saying. This is how you can learn from other bitches mistakes and not fall victim to the fuckry. A Leopard never changes its spots, just the location. A man that's used to dealing with basic bitches, technically isn't advanced enough to finagle his way into the life of anything other than a basic bitch. Here's how they get by and slip under the radar. Desperation! The truth hurts ladies, I know but its true. Us BTTR women (Better than the rest) spend so much time working on ourselves. Careers, being independent, being beautiful, being successful. Its a lot of work and the more you better yourself, your standards in others are also lifted. When it comes to finding a good man, its a drought and a motherfucking recession. So you find yourself swatting away the trash everyday all day. That is a job within itself that can be exhausting and depressing. After a few trials and errors, we all go through that "I'm done with men" phase but who are we fooling? The need for companionship is apart of our DNA. So unless you're switching teams, you end up jumping right back into the trenches. Here's the story of my weekend and how me, a BTTR bitch almost got taken by a basic nigga. So I met this guy through a media channel. Both of our names were mentioned on a distribution list and I was intrigued by the logo. I didn't know if he was a she at this point but I sent a quick message giving whoever was behind the logo shout outs for the amazing graphics. Within seconds I get a response and he gives me his blackberry pin. We begin a series of spontaneous conversations around my blog and a little bit of what he does. He introduces himself to me as some "leader" in the music business. I'm never impressed by this because living in S.Florida EVERYBODY is the CEO of some company or has a record label or is affiliated with some music camp. In addition, I have no need or any interest in being in the music industry. I genuinely just enjoyed having conversation with him. He came across very cultured and we had great conversation around different topics. During one of our conversations, he told me he was coming down to Miami for business to do something with some artist. So of course, we made arrangements to link up and meet. As you all know my blog is very explicit and I discuss alot of raunchy topics, so of course every once in awhile our conversations were "adult." Nothing promised, just a lot of smack talk. Now to my BTTR ladies when you are meeting a guy for the first time. What are some things you expect? Me, depending on the location, I expect a nice meal, coffee or maybe just a few drinks. So this guy comes down and as soon as he arrives he links me. "I'm here and I am so excited to see you." I am equally excited to meet him. We have been talking on the phone and via BBM for a few weeks and I enjoyed what I had known thus far. He gives me his hotel address which for me was irrelevant because there is no way I am meeting a man I don't know anything about but what he's told me at a hotel. It was around lunch time so I told him we could meet up at XYZ place for lunch and a few drinks. Ok, ladies here is the punch line, you ready for this? This dude replies out of the blue, and I quote, "I don't have my own money to spend this weekend because I am here on business and they are paying for everything, so I am limited as to what I can do." I had to read his message at least seven times to make sure I wasn't missing something. I responded, "what does your company have to do with you as a man? I'm not looking for your company to pay for our outing. So exactly, what are you saying?" I already knew the answer to my own questions and figured dude out in 10.7 seconds but I needed him to know that he was not dealing with a basic chick. This guy probably thought I was impressed and moved by his stories of being apart of Hollywood and figured this was enough to get my goodies. His story of "not having his own money on this business trip" was what he thought would be enough to buy him sometime. Seriously, its obvious this man deals with little girls. This is the only type of female that would ever fall for a line like that. We don't live in the 1800's!!! You can get your own money form anywhere in the world. A few years ago, I went to Zurich, Switzerland on vacation. Somehow between my car and getting on the plane, I lost my debit and credit cards. I only had $100 cash in my possession. While waiting at the airport, I called my banks and told them what happened. I had my cards next day air waiting for me at the front desk of the hotel. In addition, during that 24 hour wait, my bank arranged for me to pick up some emergency cash at the local Western Union. Get on my level dude, obviously you're broke and/or was trying to run game. Ladies, out of sheer desperation I could have ignored these signs and wasted a perfectly good day on a joke. I didn't respond to his text and just ignored him that day. Sometime late that night he sends me a text stating how "I played him, and no hard feelings." No Hun, what you failed to realize is that I play Chess not Checkers and your game didn't work on me. Needless to say, that was a dead end. I still find it hard to believe that was his "game." I mean you really do not get anymore basic than that.
Lesson: Pay attention to the signs ladies. If it doesn't make sense, question it and present your concern. Sometimes men throw things out as a teaser, so they can categorize you. It is here you need to be very clear as to the caliber of woman you are. It will do one of two things; scare them away, which is great. Or have them realize your a BTTR woman and come correct.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
This is absolutely ridiculous! Ladies while Obama and Michelle work on getting us out of this recession, we really need to have an intervention with these men and place some serious fines and penalties on the enablers wondering around. Men have really lost touch with the art, etiquette and rules of proper courtship/dating. True Story: As you may or may not know I have been single for a little over a year now. My focus has been on getting to know Nina better, building my empire and raising a teenage son. I have never been one to approach men or women. There have been a few times that I had such a strong attraction and desire to fuck someone and I went for it. It was never anything outside of that physical need and had no opportunity for growth. Most recently there is a guy that knew of me and asked for my contact information through a mutual friend. He sends me a message via Blackberry Messenger. (BBM) In his message he introduces himself, tells me that he is attracted and would like to meet up sometime. I figure what the heck, why not give it a try. Now, I don't know what he expected or how he thought this was going to go. It became quite obvious within a short period of time that he needed a serious courting intervention. Every few days he would send me a message asking me how I am doing and ask when we would hang out. I always responded, "set it up and I will be there." Ladies, if a guy is pursuing you, it is his responsibility to arrange a date. One night he sends me a message and says "I wanna see you." So I give him my usual response. "Set something up." Mind you, this is almost a month of the back and forth texting, no phone calls yet. Then he asks me, "are you home?" I'm thinking, "Yes mother fucker, but what the fuck does that have to do with you?" Then he asks if he could come over and "hangout?" Nigga, are you fucking serious?? (that reminds me, I need to delete him from my BBM and block his number) We haven't spoken on the phone and you haven't even as much as brought me to a coffee house, but you want to come into my sanctuary and "hang out?" Get the FUCK outta here with that foolishness!!! What happened to the phone conversations, meeting for drinks, lunch, dinner or even a movie date? This is a grown ass man with some form of formal education and he doesn't even know how to properly date a woman? Ladies, we have REALLY made these men lazy and let this unbalanced ratio of men to women mess with their head. We are giving it up too easy, making them feel as though we are not worth the effort. This reminds me of the article I did a few months back called "The depreciation of the pussy." Cut this shit out ladies!!! These men continue this because we justify and lead them to belive this behavior is acceptable. I will never forget I was out one night with my girls and this guy was macking so hard, I swore he was on overtime with his bullshit. When he sees that I am about to leave and not paying his ass any attention he says to me. "I would love to just cuddle with you tonight. I just want us to hold each other like teddy bears." What???!!! I had about six cranberry vodkas and two shots of Patron in my system. I just started laughing uncontrollably. I dont know what happened, or when the guy eventually walked away but when I came up for air he was gone. Fucking pitiful! Being single is not a negative thing. It just means that you have standards and wont bend because your worth it. Compromise is something you make in a relationtionship when you've found someone thats willing to do the same. It shouldnt start any sooner than that. Also, I understand the change in technology and where it is taking us as a nation. However, stop making men feel as though a text is an acceptable replacement of communication. It is very impersonal and when you are getting to know someone, this is not a very reliable method. Let it be an addition to the courting not a standalone.
I'm Nina, and I approve this message.......
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
I just finished watching a show on MTV called True Life: I can't have sex. It looked into the lives of three women that could not have sexual intercourse with their partners, due to the excruciating pain. One of the girls said that sex to her "feels like sandpaper or like someone running a Brillo pad in her vagina and then pouring alcohol." Can you imagine? That amazing gift called a penis can bring someone so much discomfort and anguish? The three conditions these women had were (1) Vaginismus: an involuntary spasm of the muscles surrounding the vagina. These spasms actually close the vagina. (2)Vestibulitis: a condition which causes redness, inflammation and pain of the vestibular glands. It prevents them from working properly or at all. The vestibular glands are in control of providing the moisture and proper lubrication for intercourse. (3) Pelvic Floor Disorder: The pelvic floor is a network of muscles, ligaments, and tissues that act like a hammock to support the organs. This disorder weakens the muscles, the ligaments or tissues are stretched or damaged and the pelvic organs drop down and protrude into the vagina. I was in complete shock as I watched these women in agony from being inserted by a diaphragm that mimicked the width and length of a tampon. Here is my theory: One of our defense mechanisms as humans is called repression. Repression is the unconscious hiding of uncomfortable thoughts. This is very common in men and women that have been sexually abused at a young age. I think these women may have been victims and don't even know it. Their bodies had to shut down in order for them to mentally endure the abuse they experienced. Subconsciously, when their mind is aware that the act of sex is approaching, it reverts to a state that it has been used to from a very young age. True Story: I was invited a few summers ago to the wedding of a woman I had known briefly. As with most of my friends, she found my rawness refreshing and we became close very quickly. Emma, (her fictitious name to respect privacy) was getting married at 27 years old and she was a "virgin." I used to always poke fun at her because like unicorns, I didn't think virgins really existed after the age of 18. The morning after her wedding night she called me crying. Emma said the sex was so painful she had to make her husband stop and she felt herself getting angry and afraid at the same time. I understood the possibility of pain because she was a "virgin" but the other emotions threw me off. I told her it would get better with practice and gave her some tips. This went on for over a month and Emma even picked up smoking, something she said she hadn't done since her late teens. At this point I knew something was terribly wrong and recommended that she see a therapist. During one of her sessions Emma went under hypnosis and it was here she realized what was going on with her. Emma was sexually abused by her stepbrother and her stepfather from the age of nine till seventeen. She never told anyone for fear that she would get in trouble. Her stepfather was an older, wealthy man that took very good care of her mother and other family members. Apparently, this man would threaten to stop taking care of her mom and convinced her she would be to blame if she told anyone. This is the reason I put "virgin" in quotes when referring to Emma. What my poor friend didn't know was that she was not a virgin and hadn't been since she was nine years old. Emma repressed the memory of her abuse so much that it took hypnosis to reveal this demon. After some time of therapy independently and with her spouse, they were able to eventually enjoy a healthy sexual relationship. I truly give kudos to the men in these relationships. These were young people at their sexual prime. Being in a relationship with someone you are attracted to but can't have sex with them because it inflicts pain, is admirable. How much of this can one person take? All of the women stated they felt "less than" and unable to have complete and healthy relationships. I have said this before and will say it again, sex is mental. Like Emma, all of these women with the exception of one were able to overcome these disorders with continual psychotherapy and sexual exercises. The one woman that did not get better during the airing of the show, found out she actually had a fracture in her pelvic area and had a 6 plus month healing time frame after the needed surgery. There is a possibility that after she healed, everything may have gone back to normal. Ladies, sex is not suppose to hurt. I hope this article empowers you to have your self checked, officially diagnosed and begin the healing process.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Another year older, yes this is all true
Don't be late, we have a date for me to put this pussy on you
Make sure you take a nap,I need you to be resting
You promised to break my back and this commitment I will be testing
For your sake I hope that you pass with flying colors
If you fail to deliver,please know that I'll be telling others
Happy Birthday to me, lets begin the celebration
This grown ass pussy is ready for some penis penetration
Happy Birthday to me and all my fellow freaky Sagittarians
Always imitated but never duplicated!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
As I look at this bitch
I feel my trigger finger itch
She thinks she knows who shes dancing with
but like MTV diaries she has no idea
I pride myself on not burying more chicks
Disillusioned in thinking their grown cause they riding on dicks
Pussy doesn't make you a woman, in my eyes your still a runt
be mindful of what you say or who you confront
Let me ease up of this temper and take a hit off this blunt
I'm trying really hard to not have this metal embrace your cunt
You see I have a past that not many are aware of
please believe I'm the bitch you should be afraid of
motherhood has changed me for the best
less lives I've opted to not put to rest
but like a dog that smells blood after a long break
hes quickly reminded of how easy it is to take
like the canine I sit her watching you bleed
slowly quenching my deepest and darkest need
I'm the demon in your dream
In your life story I'm the theme
currently working on the epic conclusion
Warning shots in the air
Listen closely my dear
cause I'm only gonna say this once
Get the fuck out my face
before I permanently erase
the existence of your natural being
Labels: Poetic Justice