Nina's Response 2 KB: Men Lie, Women Lie, Numbers Don't

Dirty little slut bucket, cheap ass hooker hoars!!! I couldn't believe it when I read "Kicking it With KB's" post on the "numbers game." Bitches!! Are you serious???!! Have you really made it that easy for these motherfuckers. Depreciation of the motherfucking pussy is in full effect and in abundance. Really ladies?! You are fucking these niggas straight from the club???! Dirty Bitch!! I am embarrassed and ashamed. Don't get it twisted, I love me some dick just as much if not more as the next bitch. However, something I have never lost in my plight of freakiness is my damn self respect. As for you "GP" tricks. The ones KB categorised as the "guaranteed pussy" because they are young and just want to party and have fun. I personally think you are the most to blame for this fuckry. Living in the clubs and getting loose over a few drinks. Is that what you're worth? What's even scarier is that many of these woman are having unprotected sex. These men poke there penis in them raw and then bring that infestation home. *Deep Sigh* I have a headache right now. We have got to put a stop to this and make a change in 2011. Unfortunately, the ratio is a true statistic. There is alot of us than there is of them. This does not mean we have to just give our shit away. One of my readers left a comment saying: "we independent women sometimes just want a great fuck and don't give a fuck about a relationship. I'm looking for "Mr. Right Now" that can make the pussy sing and keep it coming." Bitch I hear that!! Trust me I know what you mean with that one. As a matter of fact those are my sentiments exactly. However, as with everything else in your life there is always a plethora of ways you can go about doing it. I'll use a promotion as an example. As women we have the "power of the pussy" to fuck our way to the top. It's a well known fact in the corporate world. This method is quick and requires the least amount of "work." There are a few downsides to that method. One, the shelf life of your career is never usually that long because at some point you will meet up on someone that does not want to fuck you. They will challenge your true abilities to do the job and shut you down. Second, your self respect. When your eyes meet the back of your eyelids at night, you have to deal with those feelings on your own. Now I know there are some real gutter bitches out there that say they don't give a fuck. Let me tell you this, even those hoes care. They just may not share these feelings with you. I bring this back to us freaks and wanting that good sex on the regular. Don't sell your soul to get it. Have standards, make a nigga work for it a little. I think alot of women hide behind the whole " oh I just wanna fuck" mentality because that's the only kind of attention they get from men. So they justify that trend of thought in there minds. They convince themselves that "I just wanted to fuck anyway." The truth behind those feelings are that most women do want companionship/relationship. Of course we want that mind blowing sex, but we would prefer to have it with someone we can connect with on more than that level. Dating and finding a mate is truly a job itself. Probably one of the most important things we do in our life. It can be tiresome and disappointing. Hence the reason we are in this predicament. I urge you ladies to make a change. We have to turn this around and show this next generation of women that is does not have to be this way. Parents raising young men, before these niggas start slinging cock to the world talk to them. Show them the value in having a good woman and how to foster a healthy relationship.

As for you my darling KB...bust a million nutz on that BiYatch!!!!! *wink*

Kicking It With KB: Men Lie, Women Lie but Numbers Don’t!

Now it’s 2011 and everybody is on there own shit about who and how many people they can fuck. WHO CARES! Somebody asked me why men cheat. I say, it’s simple numbers. Women outnumber men in crazy amounts. We gonna break it down real quick so you know how easy it is. I been around the block a few times and this is how I see it:

The ratio of women to men is 10:1 (That’s ten to one for those who didn’t pass math class). So with 10 women to one man, you have to automatically remove two of them because they are hardcore lesbians, and you will NEVER get that pussy. So give up! Now take away one more because this chick is ugly as sin and you wouldn’t fuck her with a strap-on. That leaves seven chances to get some pussy. Of the seven, three of them are so into their career that they don’t see a nigga that ain’t at NBA baller status. These are the Stoosh bitches. Of the four remaining, you have, the “Independent Chick”, that dosen't need a nigga for shit and you don’t wanna heat that bullshit. Then the Single mom, that’s really cool and you vibe but she got baby daddy drama. Also the young chick that don’t wanna do nothing but party and fuck. We call her “GP” (Guaranteed Pussy). Last but not least you have the “I’m ready to have a real man in my life and settle down chick." So we get numbers and talk and text with all but the Stoosh Bitch. Now with the final three, you're almost guaranteed to fuck two of them. The question is which one do you keep. The young chick is a keeper, simply because she only needs you to come by and chill after she finishes with class. Smoke one and beat the pussy up. To avoid baby daddy drama, we keep single mom at a distance. So we fucking Youngin’ and the Relationship ready chick. And even from time to time you may get to fuck the single mom. All in all, It’s too many bitches in the world for you not to be getting pussy. Your game dosen't even have to be tight. I find that out of 10 women, you gonna fuck at least 3 of them. That’s not bad! I tell you what, go to the club and ask 10 women if they wanna fuck after the club. Three of them are going to be down and two of them are going to be looking for you outside. Now you have to decide who looks like a better fuck.
Some may say I'm wrong for saying that, but in a numbers game, you CANT lose! So nigga get ya numbers up and get pussy in 2011. I promise this is the year of the Million Nuts Busted.

-Another banging post from my newest #teamNina member KB, the male perspective. I think Nina may have to respond to this one I have some shit to say on this topic. *smdh*

Kicking It With KB: She said, “Look Ma, No hands!”

Hey fam it's Nina!

I have been searching high and low for a man with the same rawness as myself to give you the "male perspective" on my topics. As well as lend a few of his own. I want to formally introduce you to one of the newest members of #teamNina....

"Kicking it With KB" 

Now we all have heard the Waka Flacka song and we see how many females on Facebook have put it in their names and status. So the question to ask is how many women like sucking dick with or without using their hands. I asked a few of my friends and we have come to a few conclusions. Most of the men I know said they prefer a woman to use her hands when she's sucking the dick because then she can stroke it. It gives a rush like no other to see a woman get down and grab the dick and stroke few times right before she puts it in her mouth. That is some sexy shit right there! No hands is cool too, but we love it when she holds it. No hands can be dangerous for those women who don’t really know what they doing. Fuck around and lose control of the dick, especially a big one.To appease the song and my curiosity, I asked a girl while she sucked my dick to move her hands. I must be honest, It wasn’t as attractive. You need hands to do the best shit. Hold it while you lick from base to head, and to play with the balls for those that like that.

My Ladies! Go home, get down, grab the dick you sucking and stroke it while you suck it. Don’t forget to spit on it like a porn star too. We love that shit. If you don’t use your hands, you better start because if somebody else grab that dick and grab it right, you will be out of a job. Just remember this ladies, “Suck a dick, and save a life.”

Diary of a Female Pimp: Chapter 4 "Let's Talk Business Sir"

As I am waking up from probably one of my most eventful 24hour periods, I can't help but pinch myself. What I experienced was something I may have read about or saw in a movie. To actually live it was surreal. I leaned over and reached for the pants I had on and pulled out Mr. Black Cards note. "Doing business with me further." I still didn't know how to interpret that. I almost wanted to think it was a setup but strayed from that thought because of the things that I knew actually went down in that room. If he was an undercover would he go through all of that? I jumped in the shower and got myself ready for what would be a late breakfast. I needed to get use to this schedule. Sleeping during the day and up all hours of the night. I grabbed my laptop and headed to IHOP. While ordering my meal, I kept staring at the note. Should I call? I dial his number and after 3 rings he picks up. I introduce myself, ask for him and as I am about to remind him of who I was he stops me. "Nina, how could I forget you. I am glad you called." He then asks me if I would be free for lunch the next day to chat. "Nina, the sensitivity of our conversation and the fact that I want to see your pretty face again leads me to be more comfortable with that." I was hesitant, but felt if he lets me pick a spot it would be ok. I decided to not tell him the location until the last minute. As I put down my phone, it starts to rings. It was Honey, she was in the area and wanted to know what I was doing, so I invited her for breakfast and to pick her brain on Mr. Black Card. I had an idea that whatever Mr. Black Card wanted would involve Honey. I told her that I would be meeting with him tomorrow and wondered if she would be interested in seeing him privately if the conversation came up. She was more than happy with the idea and said that her Brazilian friends from the club were interested in working with me as well. "Working with me?" They were impressed that on my first day I was able to land such a big gig for Honey and wanted me to know that any client I had for them would always take priority over what they are doing. It took me a bit to process what they were saying but I kept the gesture under advisement. Honey and I parted ways that afternoon and I went home to prepare for an evening out with my girlfriends. The next day arrived and as I started to get ready for my lunch date, Mr. Black Card called. He wanted to know where I decided to meet up for lunch. I chose an outside cafe right in the middle of South Beach on Ocean Dr. Seeing him in the daylight was actually quite a surprise. He didn't seem that attractive at the club but was pretty decent in person. We sat down and he looked at me with this huge smile. "Nina, my Nina. I can tell you are a business woman and a very savvy one at that." I responded, "Really? what makes you say that?" (playing dumb of course because at this point in my life I hadn't worked for a few years because of "savvy" business investments.) He tells me, "its a feeling. How you carry yourself. I can tell you are confident with your words and actions." I smiled and opted to get to the business at hand. " So what kind of business were you looking to have me be apart of, how can I help you?" He begins to tell me that he has some business partners all over the world that travel to Miami often. Whenever they come they usually get call girls for a weekend and have a good time. However, most recently one of them got caught up in a sting and they are afraid to try that service again. He advised me that these clients being happy is extremely important to his business. If they don't come as often as they did it hurts his pockets. He said he feels as though I would be able to safely make these arrangements for him and maintain the privacy and discresion he would need. The clients were looking to come this side of town within the next 2 weeks and would be staying at the Ritz Carlton in Miami Beach. This trip would only be 3 clients,so he said he wanted at least 3 girls for the weekend. At this point in the conversation I was in complete disbelief. Is this shit really about to go down??! I immediately thought about the conversation I had with Honey the day before and her girlfriends being anxious to "work with me." Towards the end of our lunch he tells me that he understands this is kind of on the spot, so he will give me a few days to gather my thoughts and tell him the costs. He gave specifications on the kind of girls they liked and the kind of things these girls had to be open to doing. I quickly shifted into business mode and assured him I would have a complete menu within the next 48-72 hours. He seemed pleased with my answer and we ended our lunch date. On my way back to the car I called Honey. She didn't answer, so I left her a message telling her to call me as soon as possible. My mind was going a million miles a minutes. I had so many questions, I was confused, excited and surprised at how seamlessly I was handling this. I've always been a paper chaser and open to a variation of ways to get it, but THIS!!??!! This was on another level!! My phone rings, its Honey. As I answer, the only thing that I could put together and say at that moment was, "are you ready to make this fucking money? Without skipping a beat she replies, "Always Mammi, let's do it!"



Those words made my pussy tremble then leak.....Hey, what can I say? Money makes me cum......*wink*

To Be Continued.......

If you've missed the first four chapters click on the link "Diary of a female Pimp" up top or below to catch up

Nina's Pussy Dilemma: Fun in the Sun Part 2 of 2

As we are going through customs I find myself still in disbelief as to what just transpired. Did these women have plans for me that I wasn't aware of? When we boarded the ship and got our room, it was still quite early. We checked into our suite, freshened up and went upstairs for breakfast. The food was so good and all I could think of were the amount of calories I was about to consume. Having 12 Mamosa's (champagne and orange juice) at our table, about four each was really a "party starter." Once breakfast was done, we decided to walk around the boat and take a look at some of the amenities they had to offer. This didn't last very long though because we all had to be up at 4 in the morning to be at the port on time and were exhausted. When we went back to the room, Keesha and I decided to share a bed for the first half of the trip and let Trina have a bed to herself. I was a tad stressed out and didn't know how to handle this sleeping arrangement because I am one of those people that can not sleep in clothes. I opted for a midsized shirt and panties. As I get ready to tie up my hair and jump into the bed, the bathroom door opens and out comes Keesha in an xtra small shirt with an xtra small thong. This is a fucking setup!!! She catches me staring and gives me a half wink. Then she sarcastically says "I see you looking don't be trying to take my goodies." In my head I am thinking, how the hell am I going to be able to control my half drunk self from molesting this half naked woman in this half sized bed???" I give her a nervous laugh and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I come out, I see Trina on the bed next to ours with her legs dangling, in nothing but a purple and black thong. Her and Keesha were giggling about something and at this point I was feeling like such an outsider. When I jumped in the bed, Keesha gives me the side facing the wall. She smelled amazing and what threw me off guard even more was the faint smell of sex. If you don't know ladies, when you are horny your man can smell it. Its not an "odor" but a faint smell of your pussy juices kicked up about 2 or 3 notches. I should have known that something was about to go down. As I positioned myself to get comfortable, I noticed Keesha inching up her soft, caramel plump ass towards my stomach. My clit jumped! She then takes my hand and places it on her hips and says "its ok if you spoon me." At this point my pussy is pounding so hard and has well passed the "under control" phase. I say to her " I thought you told me to not take your goodies?" She responds, "I did say that, but your not taking them, I am giving them to you." Holy, mother fucking shit!!!! That was all the permission I needed, I immediately got on my knees and pulled off the shirt I was wearing, exposing my full 36D breast. She put her soft, red lips around my nipples as I began lifting off her shirt. I layed her on her back and removed her xtra small panties, threw them to the side and began kissing on her thighs. Her pussy smelled absolutely divine. I could feel my own juices begin dripping down my own legs and in the background hear a faint moan. It was Trina, she was playing with herself and watching us. I started kissing on Keeshas stomach and made my way to her rose colored nipples. She must have known this was going to happen because I tasted a sticky, sweet cherry flavored substance as I was sucking on them. Watching Trina play with herself and her breathing get heavier and heavier made the moment even more intense. As Keesha's moans started to get louder, I took my fingers and slowly slipped them into her completely saturated pussy. She let out a loud moan that only motivated me to finger fuck her even harder. By this time Trina made her way over to our bed and started kissing on Keesha's breast. Trina then took Keesha's hands and placed her fingers deep into her pussy. I'm finger fucking Keesha, Keesha is finger fucking Trina and Trina is having a ball sucking all over Keeshas breast and lips. By this time my pussy is beyond soaked and in dire need of some attention. I place my bottom half at just the right angle and motion for Trina to put her fingers inside me. Its almost more than I can handle! I want it harder and faster so I begin rocking my waste and fucking the hell outta Trina's fingers. All this smell of sweet pussy has me extremely thirsty, so I remove my fingers from Keesha's pussy and replace it with my mouth. Ecstasy!! She tasted as amazing as I knew she would and even a little better. I sunk my entire tongue into the opening of her pussy and as I came out, I hardened the tip of my tongue and played with her clit till I felt it get stiff. I stayed down there for as long as I could, until I felt someone pull on my dreads. It was Trina and she was ready for her turn. I began sucking on her pussy while she was standing up until her knees couldn't take it anymore and she layed down. While pleasing her pussy with my tongue, I put my fingers back into Keeshas pussy to make sure I finished what I started. I knew she was ready to cum so I hooked my finger on her G-Spot and beat it like a drum. At the same time I was firmly and slowly stimulating Trina's clit. I felt both of there breathing start to increase in speed, the moans were getting higher and higher. There hips were rocking faster and faster. Then, almost simultaneously they both let out a scream, shakes and then squirted. Trinas juices landed in my mouth and Keesha left a nice little puddle in my hand.


Damn....what a way to kick of my vacation.


Those pussies were no longer Nina's Dilemma......*wink*

Nina's Pussy Dilemma: Fun In The Sun Part 1 of 2

Trina, Keesha and I have been friends for over 10 years and have never had the opportunity to go on a vacation together. Life, kids, relationships and financial responsibilities always seemed to get in the way. We made a pack in the beginning of the year that we would not allow the year to end without making it happen. As December quickly approached I realized that the year had once again ran from right under my nose and this would possibly be another missed opportunity. I was determined to not allow this to happen again, so I went online and looked at deals for travel up until the 31st. My determination paid off! I would be spending New Years Eve weekend with my two favorite girls cruising to the gorgeous island of Jamaica. With the travel dates quickly approaching, I couldn't help wonder if this would be where the "to be continued" action that sparked some 5 years ago would eventually come full circle. As you already know, I am no stranger to the pleasures of playing in a womans lady flower. I have long since dabbled in those bed of roses and enjoy occasional romps whenever the opportunity presents itself. Keesha has been making gestures and hinting towards her curiosity for years. She knows how I get down and has even made mentions to her boyfriend around her desires. Her boyfriend, knowing me for almost as long, felt comfortable with the idea and signed off on her permission slip to play. To be honest, I was scared. Not scared of the pussy, but afraid of what this may do to our friendship. I valued the connection I had with my girl more than a quick nut. (well not quick, but you know what I mean) I decided to just not think about it and go with all intentions of having fun. The morning of the trip finally came. Keesha and I lit one up for the rode and made our way to the port. When we arrived, I remember getting out of the car and seeing this gorgeous woman standing next to a man. Her body was amazing and the outfit she had on provided great detail of her curves. As I got closer, I was in complete disbelief. It was Trina!!! I had not seen her in a few months and she looked amazing. She had lost at least 25lbs and had a healthy glow. Her boyfriend gave me a long hug and whispered in my ear. "Make sure you take care of my girl and I want all the details when you get back." WTF??!! What does that mean? Have they been talking about me? Is Trina curious as well? Has she spoken to Keesha? What do these ladies have planned?I was officially nervous. Would I be able to behave myself on this trip??!! Did I even have a choice?





To be continued......

Happy New Year.......2011 Has Arrived Bitches

I can not believe we are in year 2011. The past 12 months have been absolutely AMAZING and I can not wait for the new adventures of 2011. Once again thank you for your support of Nina and her crazy antics in 2010. We have alot of great things on board for #teamnina so......stay tuned....