Come & Find My G-Spot

In talking to some guys this week, I posed this question. Do you know where your woman's G-Spot is? Surprisingly, more than half gave me the wrong answer and a quarter of them didn't answer. As a sexually active woman, I can say that this "erogenous zone" is SOOOO underrated. The medical term for the "G-Spot" is The Gräfenberg Spot. It is the bean shaped area of the vagina that when stimulated can lead to high levels of sexual arousal, powerful orgasms and female ejaculation (aka squirting). Whats so great about the "G-Spot is that you don't have far to go to reach it. It is typically one to three inches up the front of the vagina. It is EXTREMELY sensitive and a part of the female prostate. Take a look at the diagram below, it will demonstrate the proper way to approach the "G-Spot":

You slide the index & middle finger in slowly, palms up. You won't need to go in too far but not too shallow either & when u reach her spot her body will let you know. It will feel like a little pocket that bulges out & you will want to hook it with your fingers as if you are trying to pull it out towards you. Be very gentle and pay attention to her body reaction. It will be best to change up the tempo a bit depending on how she reacts, sometimes faster sometimes slower. Subtle and soft vibrations, as if your drumming on an egg. My favorite variation includes using your thumb to stimulate the clit while working the G-spot. *deep sigh* This one gets me EVERY time! Guys if you love to see your ladies squirt, this is a great way to help that. (not all women are squirters, so don't be upset if your women doesn't) Once you find the spot, it may feel a little something like this:

Guys, if you are successful in this plight, I can assure you this will take your sex to another level. Do you kind of understand a little better why lesbians have so much fun?

Speaking of Lesbians shout out to my favorite one @bball3r on twitter...thanks for allowing me to "interview" you ;-)

Guys, good luck and to my ladies, your welcome.

In the News: Oh No She Didn't!! Kim Zolciak Pregnant!!!!

This one is for my faithful Atlanta Housewives watchers. I know you saw the Bravo after show special last night when Kim said and I quote..."why do people keeping saying I'm pregnant, do I look fat?" Then all of a sudden at 9:30 this morning she blasts this tweet:

Lying ass Kim...And her "Google Me" song was HORRIBLE!!!!

Diary of a Female Pimp: Chapter 1 "The Morning After"

The morning after a night of hard partying is always a bitch. I woke up in a house that wasn't familiar, with people I didn't recognize and my ass hurt. I had the headache of a lifetime. I didn't question the ass pain too much because I was in a house full of women, but then again.....never mind. I searched around for my phone and immediately called my girls. I hear a phone in a neighboring room and soon realize that my girls were all safe and sound with me. A few minutes later I see a gorgeous looking woman come into the bedroom with a tray of food. It was "Honey", my Brazilian boo. Apparently, I stayed at the club until after hours and continued drinking with the owner and his cronies. They put us in a limo and we ended up in this big ass house in Davie, FL. I didn't realize how big this house was until about a good hour and a half of sobering up. This mother fucker had a West wing and an East wing in that bitch. He had a full size Olympic pool in what I think was his backyard. The shit was about as big as the parking lot of Sawgrass Mills Mall. (look it up) I later found out this was one of the many homes of the owner that he called the "party house." A fucking 3.7 million dollar house is your "party house?" His "guest house" was a 4 bedroom 3.5 bathroom on its own acre of land. This was just a completely different type of living. My Brazilian boo "Honey" told me that I threw up on myself and was a complete mess. This wonderful woman stripped me completely naked, ran me a tub of bubble bath water and washed every part of my body. I was wondering why I smelled so damn good after a night of sweating so hard. I will never forget, she made me scrambled eggs with cheese, some toast and a cup of coffee. By this time my girls had woken up and we started reminiscing about our evening.(at least what we remembered) One of the lady's in the house came to us and said our ride was outside to take us back to our cars. Honey was so sad to see me go, I was starting to believe she might actually really like me. I gave her my number and told her to call me so we could hang out sometime. As I was walking to the limo my phone went off, it was a text. It was Honey with her broken English and she said, "I am so happy I you meet and I promise you will see me soon beleza preta." Damn, Nina!! What the fuck happened last night???!!! When we entered the limo the driver pulled down the barrier window and told me I have a call coming through on line one, make sure you answer. I answered the phone and it was the owner I spoke with last night. He wanted to make sure I didn't forget what we spoke about and asked that I come to the club to start working that Friday. Oh shit!! This mother fucker was serious!!! He asked that I wear black leather pants and he would provide my shirt. During the ride home I had to slowly start to wrap my head around what I just agreed to. I know that the liquor had alot to do with my decision but I have never been the one to back out from a commitment or easy money. This man was saying I could potentially bring home $1000.00 cash a night. I figured, if he was bullshitting me that would be my easy out. Then I could go back to my normal scheduled program as I knew it.



The shit was official, I could now add "cocktail waitress" to my resume.....What I didn't know is that I would soon be adding another title to my resume..........


TO BE CONTINUED.......
 
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In the News: Messy Mya's Murder & His Eerie Final Tweets

Some of you may be familiar with Anthony Barre aka "Messy Mya" He was an up and coming YouTube sensation out of New Orleans. Mainly known for his "hoodlike" trash talking and "roasting." Apparently, while attending the baby shower for his girlfriend he was gun downed and killed in the middle of the street last Sunday. What's sad is that people gathered around him, started taking pictures of his lifeless body and streaming them to twitter. Admittedly,I was surprised when they said he had a girlfriend because when you see his videos on YouTube he has some very strong feminine traits. Who am I to judge.#movingon
I had to do some digging, so I went to his twitter page and two post stood out to me. The first post was the one he put up the day of his murder:

However, what stood out to me the most was the post he put up the night before his murder when he questioned what we think about right before we die. This post gave me CHILLS!!!! Is this what goes through our mind during the last 24 hours of our life on earth???!!!!

Here is the video of his funeral service:

Here is one of his latest YouTube videos:

My condolences to his family........

Diary of a Female Pimp: My Introduction into the Industry

I am in complete disbelief that of all the things I have shared with my readers I neglected to share with them the brief fours years of my life that I....well I like to call it "managed pussy." It's best I begin by telling you how I fell into this "profession." Crazy as I think about it but it really gave me some insight on the "power of persuasion." I moved to the south with a decent bucket of money to invest in some real estate. It was booming down there at that time and quickly became a mad rush to get what you could and as much as you could. Real Estate agents and mortgage brokers were making tons of money and just dominating the business world. Everyone was going back to school to get their real estate license and getting loans to open there own office. It was madness, and many people hit gold mines with properties they were able to purchase. At one point after the real estate agents began making so much money, they started doing showings on properties they purchased exclusively. Needless to say I ate good during this time. I didn't intend on moving to the South.  When I came down, after a few weeks, I decided to not go back. Miami was the shit! Being so close to the Caribbean afforded me the luxury of island hopping and traveling all over the world. One evening a few girlfriends of mine and I decided to take a trip to a local strip club. Now for those of you that know me personally, or my readers that have been following me faithfully, shouldn't be surprised when I say one thing I do very well is work a crowd. If I am having a good time I want everybody in my circle to enjoy themselves as well. One of my business partners said it best: "Nina you bring a ray of sunshine wherever you go." That night I shut that mother fucking club down! We had all the girls at our table giving us FREE dances and buying US drinks. Dancers would just walk over to our table get completely naked, do everything and anything on demand. This was all without us spending a dime. I remember there was a young girl there from Brazil that walked over to me when we first sat down. The baddest bitch I had seen all month. She leans over whispers in my ear and says, "I want to dance for you." I really had no intentions of getting a dance and didnt want her to waste time with me when she could be making money. As I began to decline her offer she grabs my hands and says "for free mommy, I just want to feel your body." Feel my body??? I was confused. She was gorgeous and had the prettiest skin I've ever seen. With no hesitation she began to remove her top, straddled me and started kissing on my neck. Her name was "Honey." She kept whisperiing in my ear how much I made her horney, how she loved how my hands felt on her body and then begged me to slip my fingers in her pussy so she could cum. Of course I obliged......;-)
 We had all the customers and high rollers hanging out with us. Buying bottles and bottles of champagne, getting private rooms, VIP's were coming over to our table wondering "who the fuck is this bitch?" They made it rain at our table like it was going outta style. It seems as though people were calling their friends because within a few hours that club was PACKED and this was a Tuesday evening. I remember seeing Deon Sanders brother in there that night and he sent over a stack of 1's as tall as a Heineken bottle just to make sure we were able to keep the bitches around us happy. We had female customers going on stage, getting naked and being eaten out by some of the dancers. We had blow jobs going down free willy in the back. That night it was " Club Nina." Towards the end of the evening as the DJ started to wind things down the Manager came over to my table and said the owner is there and wanted to speak with me. I was fucked up outta my mind but pulled myself together and walked into a back room to talk to this guy. He said to me that in the x amount of years he's had this club he has never seen a customer get it crunk the way I did. That night they made more money than any Tuesday since the club had opened, even when they have featured guests. He then asked me if I was looking for a job and if I would be interested in working for the club. I thought he wanted me to strip, but cleared it up and said he wanted me to work as a cocktail waitress. He wanted me to continue to work the audience the way I did that night. I wasn't looking for a job and definitely didn't see being a damn cocktail waitress at a strip club in my future. I guess he saw in my face that I wasn't impressed and felt the need to up the stakes. He took my hand, put $1000.00 cash in them and said "you make your own hours, you'll have unlimited access to the bar whenever you are here whether you are working or not and if you can get the crowd crunk like this, I can guarantee you will see what I put in your hands and even more in tips every night. I was sold!


That night was my first and official introduction into the sex industry........
 
TO BE CONTINUED....

Masturbation: Can it ever be too much??!!!

One of my readers asked me a question the other day and I thought I would address with you guys. He says to me "Nina, do you think it is possible to masturbate too much?" Honestly, there is not a straight yes or no answer to that question. Masturbation is like dining at a restaurant that you know has really good food, but has sub par service and lacks an ambiance. You wouldn't take a date with you to this restaurant, it's just your own little spot where you get your shit and leave. Sometimes, if you know a person really well and have done all the right things already to impress them; you may take them with you to this restaurant just so they can get a quick sample of how good the food is. I have been told masturbation helps to curve a hyperactive sexual appetite. I have also been told that it is a catalyst for a hyperactive sexual appetite. I think in situations where important things are being neglected is when you have to really question the impact its having on your life. If you are in a relationship and you find yourself running to the bathroom or desperately seeking some privacy so that you can masturbate, that could be a problem. I would highly recommend you evaluate your relationship and decide if that is where you want to be. Why would you rather beat your meat or finger your clit than be with your mate? An increase in masturbation could mean problems in a relationship that you are neglecting to face and attend to. The problem may not necessarily be your mate either. It could be YOU! It could mean that you have adopted lazy sexual and selfish behaviors. It's like using a calculator every time you have to add or multiply small numbers. Eventually, you become so dependent on it that you find difficulty in solving small problems. Masturbation is essentially a "quickie." Another thing to consider is you are training your body to reach a sexually gratifyng peak within minutes, sometimes seconds. That is indeed a formula for disaster. I want to make sure you don't think I am condemning masturbation or feel as though it is in any way shape or form a bad idea. Quite the contrary! Masturbation was something that helped me really get to know my body and familiarize myself with what I like and what I don't like. It helped/helps me to better train and guide my sexual partners. It can also be fun if every once in a while you share the experience together. Watch how your partner breaths when they are close to climax. Watch where there hands go on there body as they are about to climax. I had no clue that a guy I was seeing gets so aroused when his nipples are being pinched, until I watched him jerk off. It was such a turn on to see him and observe how his body reacts. I asked him, " why didn't you tell me you like that?" He responded that he didn't feel very masculine talking about it and sometimes he doesn't even know he's doing it. He gets lost in the moment and that's where his body craves sensation. Our sex life became so much more amazing because we now had extra insight on each other and he felt more sexually comfortable around me. The worst kind of sex, is what I call "insecure or weird feeling" sex. If your not comfortable with your body or have a willingness to learn about your partner sexually, it's just going to be off. My big girls, stop trying to fuck with your t- shirt or bra's on. First, he knows your a big girl and that's probably why he chose you. Second, it's a sure sign of insecurities and that is not sexy. Embrace your body and all it has to offer. That t-shirt and bra isn't hiding a damn thing. Wild out and get your freak on!!! If he seems "disgusted" by your size then fuck him. At least you know you busted a good nut and also know this nigger is for the birds so DEUCES. My ladies with the stretch marks, get over it. If the man your fucking with is THAT shallow, you definitely do not want him in your life. Especially, if the stretch marks are from HIS kids. Confidence goes a long way, love yourself and you'll find that there is someone out there than can and will appreciate ALL OF YOU.



In closing, masturbation can actually be a great tool to enhance a sexual relationship. Just be mindful of its frequency and don't be afraid to share the experience with your partner. If you are single, be VERY careful. It can promote sexual laziness. How often is too often? Only you can decide that. I would say take the number of times you have sex when you are in a relationship(not the early stages, after the new boo steam has died down a bit) divide that by four and use that number. As you move further into your single life you may want to decrease that number some more. Ladies, don't be afraid of one night night stands. My motto is people come in your life for a reason and a season. That mother fuckers "reason or season" may be to scratch an itch you can't reach. Don't deny him/her of his/her duties or deny yourself the nut.....I'm just saying.


What? What did you say? Oh, you want tips on having a GREAT, pussy and cock juice squirting masturbatorial session? No problem...stay tuned.

Interviews: Mister Untouchable and HIS First Time.....

Once again I have the esteemed pleasure of meeting some of the most interesting people. They are always open and ready to tell me about some of their sexual escapades. The young man who sent me his story is no exception to the rule. As a matter of fact he has so many stories to share that we had to break it up in parts. (dirty little slut) This young man goes into detail on his first gay experiences and gives us ladies some pretty good tips on how to suck a mans dick till his toes curl. My straight male readers, you may wanna sit this one out. (or not) Nina family I introduce to you, Mr. Untouchable:

This is to that nasty,raw and uncensored Nina Niagra who asked me to write her my experiences as a gay male. It started off with the step by step process to satisfy any man orally, but then I thought to myself that would not be enough. I just don't want to write words as if this were a school project. The same way Nina takes her blog seriously is the same way I'm going to share a few stories. They may not be appropriate for everyone so please if you are close minded or can't relate to the stories then do me a favor and SUCK IT. Funny enough, sucking it is how this whole experience started for me. I would say that this one event turned me into the person I am today, but not the everyday person just the sexual predator that we know we can be.

16, this is how old I was when I started to explore the world of sexuality. Now most young men at 16 don't worry about sneaking around because deep down they want someone to catch them so they can be seen as the new king. I'M GAY; so the entire getting to know someone, flirting, and feeling comfortable was not an option for me. I remember always having the urge to be close to a man, touch and feel and still feel human. They say you learn from those close to you and I did have a good mentor. Even though she never took it far enough with dudes like having sex, I did learn that words were very important and a weapon to get what you wanted. I used to call the local chat line, place a greeting and hope that someone would be interested in getting to know me. Deep down I wanted to just have sex until I began to hear the horror stories of first time sex for gay males. I did what any young man of my virginal status would do, started off with oral sex, and trust me this was not an easy task. I remember finding this dude who told me he wanted to meet me at the mall. So, I used to have this lie made up for my parents about me going to look for jobs. Of course I was a pro at not telling the truth to get my way but anyways they dropped me off and I'm here waiting for this guy. I waited 20 minutes and I meet him on the top floor of the mall just nervous. He of course wanted sex and with this being my first time I didn't know. We talked for 2 hours and then I went home thinking that he would never want to speak to me again. 2 weeks later he told me to meet him at his college. This is very funny to me because thinking back I have always been the younger one. "I'M IN LOVE WITH A MAN NEARLY TWICE MY AGE, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS BUT ITS A THING FROM MY YOUTHFUL DAYS." This song describes me to a T; Back to the story. I had never sucked dick, before, didn't know what was suppose to be done or anything, so I let him take the lead. We went to the music room that only had a keyboard, piano and space for 2. He unzipped and I tried to stall as much as I could. Eventually, I began to suck him and he did the same. As I was going along he told me what to do, what to use and what not to use. It was an embarrassing moment I will admit,but it was one of the best. From that point I became the teacher and wanted to give that wow moment in anything sexual that I did. THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I EVER PLACED THESE SEXY LIPS ON ANY MAN.
A few months had past and I knew I was ready to take it to the next level with a guy. I didn't want a relationship or anything because most people talked about being in a relationship in school and to me it just meant another headache. I knew I just wanted sex so sex is what I found. The first time I had sex I skipped school. I ate nothing for 2 days prior to make sure that I didn't make a mess or embarrass myself for my first time having sex. We will call him "Perry". Perry was 22, dreads, smoked weed, funny, educated and the nicest dick I had ever seen. I started off with sucking his dick so good. THIS IS A LESSON AND I WANT ALL MEN AND WOMEN TO LEARN: YOU HAVE TO BE IN CONTROL WHEN SUCKING DICK BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T THEN NEITHER ONE OF YOU WILL ENJOY IT. I STARTED SUCKING ON THE HEAD SLOWLY NOT TO FAST AND NOT TO ROUGH, THEN I STARTED TO SUCK A LITTLE HARD BUT START GOING DOWN FURTHER AND FURTHER. BEST PART IS WHEN THE MAN YOU ARE WITH BEGINS TO LET GO AND YOU START TO PACE YOURSELF WITH A RHYTHM THAT IS UNIQUE TO THAT MANS BODY. IF YOU REALLY WANT TO SHOW HIM THAT YOU ARE THE PRO JUST USE NO HANDS. TEETH ARE NOT ALWAYS A BAD THING BECAUSE AS YOU DEEP THROAT JUST STOP EVERY FEW INCHES AND JUST GENTLY BITE DOWN. I GUARANTEE THAT YOU WILL SEE YOUR MAN ENTER A LEVEL OF CLIMAX HE HAS NEVER ENTERED BEFORE. YOU KNOW YOU DID A GOOD JOB WHEN YOU SEE HIS TOES CURL UP LIKE A LITTLE BITCH AND ALSO WHEN HE CLIMAXES IN YOUR MOUTH AND YOU CONTINUE TO SUCK HIS DICK. HE HAS NO POWER AND THAT IS HOW IT SHOULD BE. So back to the story we go. After 30 minutes of head we got ready. I remember this as if I was experiencing this all over. All I could see is this large 10 inch dick in my face and knowing that it will soon be inside my body I just froze. I had to give myself a quick 10 second pep talk to do what I know I had to do. I remember he put on the condom, got the lube and all I can think of was the horror stories I had heard. As he pushed, I felt a release that my body had been calling and yearning for. "I WAS FREE AND IN CONTROL" because when I knew he was inside of me, the stripper in me came out. I started to just back it up and I wrapped my legs and locked them in while in the doggy style position, got low and arched my back. It's crazy to say but its like my body knew what to do. Afterwards he asked me if I was really a virgin. Initially I was offended, but I got over it quick because I learned from that moment I could use sex as a measure of getting what I needed.

To Be Continued.........