"Vagional and Body Secretions of the East"

"Vaginal and Body Secretions of the East", my thoughts often turn to how fine the women are and how they smell. And then I don't feel like eating dinner, what the hell.  In my day I've smelled fishy cunts, skunky cunts, yeasty cunts, pissy cunts, sweaty cunts...too many cunts, probably. I've inhaled membrane-withering lungfuls of toxic twatfumes from vaginas that looked like rats dipped in Vaseline. I've borne witness to a stomach-pumping surfeit of swollen, bloody, scabby, mucus-spewing snatches. Too much oozing, malodorous cunt caviar, too many hairy hornet's nests of chickstink. And yet the self-appointed voices of reason assure me that "once you get past the smell, you've got it licked." How the fuck do you get past the smell?

Although the estrus-crazed arbiters of politeness would have us believe it's only a misogynistic myth, the existence of rank-smelling females seems to be a staple of all cultures' folklore. Most world religions-and rightly so-espouse some notion of women as "unclean." When angered, a foul-mouthed Chinaman is likely to yelp, "Tiu nia ma chow hai!" ("Fuck your mom's smelly cunt!") at anyone within earshot of his eggroll stand. Reflecting the same sort of vaginal ageism, the French have observed, "Les conasses des femmes âgeé avez une odeur mauvaise." ("Old ladies' cunts stink.")

And though it's not considered polite conversation amid mixed company, most of us are aware of the distasteful folkloric scuttlebutt surrounding repugnant vaginal aromas.  As a child, you most likely heard the cruel schoolyard jibes about "hot tuna." You've probably also groaned at the juvenile proverb which states that there are two things in this world that smell like fish, one of them being fish. You may have even encountered the puerile poem about the "seven wise men" who created the vagina: "Fifth was a fisherman, nasty as hell/He threw in a fish and gave it a smell." Even pudendal pseudonyms such as "the bearded oyster" hint at some level of olfactory displeasure.

From what I've been told, some men actually like the smell. Some men enjoy watching their corn-kerneled shit swirl down the toilet, too.  Some men like having their scrotal sacs nailed to sheetrock-what's your point? Ooh, that smell. The first thing you're likely to sniff in this wretched life is a deep, sobbing lungful of your mother's afterbirth, yet that memory is usually too distant and traumatic to ever have a hope of salvaging.  But after one passes the Age of Reason, you aren't likely to forget the full-frontal face-slap of a rancid pussy, even after extensive psychotherapy. And, if you're like me, your first indelible whiff of it came via an older friend's manual digit in the eternal tradition of "Hey, man, smell my finger." Now isn’t that some stinky shit.

But perhaps the worst pussy I ever had the displeasure of smelling was attached to an alarmingly overweight woman of  South central, extraction with whom I shacked up during a period when my self-esteem was dangerously low. Once you got past the rolls and rolls of stretchmarked hog fat, there lay her bedraggled pussy, crowned with a sparse reddish thorn bush. Her cunt looked like a fat slice of ham swimming in white gravy. Her crotch was a boiling fumarole of noxious emissions, a stinking puddle of snatch-slop. Her discharges were colored a sickly silver, with the gloppy consistency of herring sauce. The smells which emerged from between her bloated, floppy legs ranged from rotted onion to burnt crab to odors which were so fetid, I must force myself to stop thinking of them lest I scream.  But I don't want anyone to get the wrong idea.  It's not my intent to have you believe that ALL women stink.  No, I've encountered clean cunts before. In fact, I'm married to one.

Almost a decade ago, the skanky pussies disappeared into my nightmares like the cheap R Rated-movie monsters they were. I met a woman of Hebraic ancestry whose nether regions bore no stomach-souring smells. I promptly wed her. Ten years of fish-free connubial bliss. Our secret to a successful marriage? No vaginal odor. Her cunt smells about the same as my wrist-not at all. She was born with the Unscented brand of pussy. The li'l Jewgirl's got good bacteria. I'm blessed.

But, being the civic-minded feller I am, I started to worry about the other pussies-the less-fortunate ones. What about them? Why do some gals stink, while others remain odor--free--free, indeed, to laugh, to love, to cuddle?

I'm a man who sees a problem with Pussies across America--a man who wants to fix the issues with women’s for the many men they will share their lil beavers with over their lifetime.  My purpose isn't to offend the few clean-smelling women out there with the crude suggestion that EVERY vagina in the USA gushes with foul, gelatinous, swordfishlike discharges.

Only far too many of them,  I do feel, way down in my nose hairs, that this country faces a Cunt Crisis: Our streets are littered with good girls-honest girls-walking around smelling like octopii. Vaginal odor ruins romance and fosters much distrust between the sexes. Few things dampen an amorous male's affection more than the rank, odiferous stench of a woman who has degraded herself through poor hygienic practices. Many bright, well-meaning gals have seen their love lives dashed to pieces because their genitals' pungency suggested unhealthful habits and debauchery. Can these women be saved? Sure, but first they must be scrubbed. And disinfected. And schooled in methods of blunting their natural offensiveness.

To understand vaginal odor, you must first understand the vagina itself. The foul truth is that every woman carries a potential stink-bomb between her legs. 

Now check your Pussy if you smell it then you should think why do I stink?

Female Pheromones Sweet Smell.....

She single, needy and obviously her pheromones is telling all men she is in need of some TLC “Thick Long Cock”. Its real sad that a female don’t even have to open her  mouth and a man can tell that she has not been in the presence of man for so long, she becomes nervous. You see a woman’s pheromones are just like that of a cat, a skunk, or a dog in heat. The smell is so strong that all the men who walk near her or drive by on the street know that she’s attainable. These pheromones usually are on women who attend worship services of various denominations. Other than church, you got professional women; hell even married women pheromones are fucked up because their husbands are just disinterested, in fulfilling her emotional and physical needs. Sometimes cultural upbringing and religion has a lot to do with that as well. You see “Church Pussy” is real good pussy, because the church women have been taught since their pre-teen years to hold and save their virginity for their husbands. A woman saving herself for husband is scripture but shit, I know some church women would go back in time and fuck their Pastor up telling them that, also the mother of the church pounding that into their spirit every time church doors opened each Sunday. Pheromones of a woman speak to both women and men, now isn’t that some shit that both sexes want some of that hot hole.  This she is so powerful that men and women can be from the same family, and want to Fuck the shit out of cousin Shelly, Uncle mike, grandma is in heat to, don’t get it twisted, yes she still fucking.

You see if you have never smelt the very sexual and passionate essence of a woman’s pheromones, you have not smelt some real mentally metabolic mind altering shit that can fuck you up, just like someone sucking on a “Glass Dick, a.k.a Crack Pipe” for the very first time. The very smell of that “Pussy Secretions” makes me close my eyes just talking about this shit.

Now ya’ll gone make me want to go to church, just to inhale what I have been missing for years. The next time you attend a worship service, or go to a public office building, pay close attention to the body language, and see if you can sense a woman’s pheromones, being active.

This shit applies to men as well……Huh! Men are not excluded a woman can smell, and sense that his Dick is not getting mounted regularly, or his balls played with, nightly, by his bitch and he has not had some real hot aggressive pussy in a long time.

Now close your eyes tilt your head back and inhale!

The Pussy & Dick Syndrome

Her pussy, his dick everybody wants a lick of that clit or that dick that don’t belong to them. It is the nature of the beast to want to get between the sheets with another man or woman. You can be married for years, while shedding tears of sexual disappointments and dysfunction with modern day relationships. You see it does not matter what walk of life you come from but saved, unsaved, Indian, Jewish, Islamic, eastern world, or the western world people want to fuck, have orgies but they just won’t admit it because of their religion or cultural background won’t allow them to be who the fuck they really are. Hell we humans are no different than the animals that walk this earth, they fuck, and control animals just like a man who wants all of the pussies he can stick his dick in. It is no difference then that woman who likes multiple sex partners. When a man has man hoes, he’s a stud, pimp, being a man. When a woman does it she is being a hoe, what the fuck is the difference, NONE. You see I am a different man, like someone said it is better to know, than not know. Sex is not nasty, and people get tired of fucking the same man, woman, bitch, hoe, that nigga they with, they just won’t admit that shit. Women from the north, south, east, or west want a different dicks, hell that shit he got sometime, just won’t scratch that itch no more. You got to keep that shit fresh, or the mind wonders so far, you will lose your husband, your wife from just being stupid. When it comes down to it this world revolves around “PUSSY” it rules this world. If you don’t this PUSSY rule this world, just turn on the news, or pick up a local paper, and read about how many churches have shut the doors because the Pastor could not keep his dick to his self. Also look at your government officials and you wonder why they are having mistresses, or babies out of wedlock, because people won’t be honest with what the fuck is going on. Good wholesome, housewives are fucking the cable man, and the pool man. When a pussy or dick just don’t satisfy you anymore, folks take the shit personal, and be mad at you, but you are doing what is natural. This shit is never personal, it’s about business, and the business is FUCKING and many men and women as you can to satisfy that sexual itch. That itch never goes away, it lays dormant, for a while.

The moral of the “PUSSY & DICK” game is you may be with someone who never steps out of the confines of their relationship, but trust and believe they do think about that shit, and the more they think about what they are not getting, or desire to do, they just won’t ask you to do those things, because they know what the answer is. This applies to both men and women. You see this behavior has nothing to do with how you look, or how you dress. You see a UGLY mother fucker woman or man can take your mate from you. They may not look like much, but they are licking and swallowing, blowing in holes you don’t even want to wash, now isn’t that some shit.

No matter how much money you have, no matter how big your house, or how many cars you own or how long your dick is or how wet and juicy clit and tongue is. It don’t mean shit for that urge to merge jumps up in the man or woman your with.

What the fuck, if you think your boy is lying just sit back and pay close attention, the ride will get real bumpy…..Ask you mate do they desire to some of this shit below:

Men ask your wife or girlfriend would she like…             

You to fuck me and another man                            

You like for me to fuck  you in your ass                

Would you like to choked, and fucked hard                                             

Would you like a dildo in your ass and pussy                             

Would you lick another woman’s ass and pussy while I watch

Baby can I have a girlfriend, just for sex               

Women ask your man if he would like…..

Baby I would like to see me eat another bitch ass

Would you like for me to swallow your CUM

Baby can you CUM in my ass and get spanked

Baby I want to watch and another bitch

Baby can I get double stuffed while you watch me fuck your friend

Ask your mate some real questions, but reassure them to tell the truth and you won’t get mad.

Black Necrophilia a.k.a Fucking The Dead

As I stand in the break room of the county morgue, looking and waiting for the next beauty to come down the ramp into my place of solace. My place of peace and acceptance are beautiful black dead bodies, that yearn for my touch seduction, and my long black rod of discipline, and final fuck session. Because of my lack of self confidence, and total awareness of my surroundings, I began to build emotions with dead black beauties, yes it is sick, but so are the many muthafuckas who are reading my journey into necrophilia. There is a misconception about the dead, you see they are very much aware about what’s going on during the preparation of their final show. Her name was Stacey Davenport, from Georgia, 32 died of natural causes. I get real moist with pre CUM that leak from my Dick when I get a call that I have a female body coming my way that died unexpectedly. The reason I get so excited is that means she will not have any damages to her body. In my eyes and in my thoughts that is a perfect body, despite she will be no longer breathing. The day that Stacey Davenport arrived, I had prepped her final ceremonial cleansing water 30 minutes before she got here. You see when prepping for Stacey, I make certain I don’t damage her beautiful skin, with the temperature of the water being too hot or cold. As long as I keep the room temp, and the water right, my quiet time with Stacey will be that of great emotional and physical satisfaction. You see I am so good and body preservation; my ass should be doing something different. I use traditional body soaps that may excite me, and I even put on oils, of what I feel is appropriate, and that would depend on her skin tone or the facial features. When I say I prep a body, I prep a body, because the dead are my way I express myself with my creative mind. Stacy was just so perfect later you will see how Stacey and I met.  During the time I was washing her heavenly body, I had to make certain I did not rush, because she deserved this intimate time with me. While I was getting her reading she was showing signs of anticipation. After I washed that body, I had to take an instrument and deflate her Pussy, I think I had washed it a little too hard. Before I made love and then fucked her real hard I had to apologize to her for killing her in the first place. I can only hope she had forgiven me, even though she really enjoyed that shit.

Remember how I said I would tell you how Stacey Davenport and I met, well we met or a double shot of expresso at Starbucks, and we started seeing her, one thing led to another and we started fucking. During second time we got together and fucked, I had asked her to coke me while we was fucking, she noticed how hard my dick got and how Horney it made me, so then she wanted to try. How about she liked it so much, she asked that I choke her harder, I did and the bitch died. You see this is how Stacey ended up in my place of solace, but I had to make sure I made our last encounter one she would remember after death.

Who says the dead is conscience of nothing; tell them to go ask Stacey Davenport.

The next time you hear of a Black man or Woman talking about Blacks and necrophilia don’t judge them, you best make certain they won’t kill you only to fuck you after your dead. 

Unspoken Emotions, The Essence of Passion!

As I awake each day with you deep in my heart and mind, I wonder do you think of me as I think of thee.  My unspoken emotions keep me at times when I think about you, and your goodness. Your goodness does not push this, longing for our desire to spend more time with one another. As I come to your home it feels like I already belong, to a place that is so full of grace and compassion that is everlasting. It is so wonderful to have this feeling about someone who you know you can trust, and will not judge you. I have that special something with you, even though I have to keep you it my heart, and never tell a soul. It seems like you’re ready, and your body is calling and yearning for me. You feel so good, just like I knew you would. As I walk in the room, and I began to undress, I look into your eyes that are waiting to connect with mine. I start to inhale that angelic aroma that illuminates from your heavenly body, waiting for me to touch in a place where it counts. As I lay back waiting for you, and a reflection of your body flickering, like a candle in the wind. As you stop alone the way to pleasure me in way that is just so indescribable, it makes me grab the sheets, thinking of what is coming next. I welcome any and everything you do to me, because you know what I like, and how I wanted, nice and slow. As you travel closer to my upper body, tasting and licking the fluids that is coming out of my body catching every drop on the tip of your hot tongue. Sometime in the night as your body is next to mines, your back to me as I rub your back and your body begins’ to move as acceptance to my touch that you long for so much. I ask you to close your eyes and let me have my way with you to do as I please. You trust me so much you do not deny me access to unlock the doors of exotic and erotic desires of your heart, ass and your hot wet Pussy. As you climb on top of me, watching my every move, you can’t wait as I take my magic wand and begin to tap on the external doors that lead into the deepest cavern of your extremely hot body. As your hot pussy drip with ecstasy anticipating the insertion of this smooth black anaconda, pounding you so hard, in such a way you are not even sure how to breathe. Your eyes let me know how I truly make you feel. Your pussy talks to my dick each time you come up and slide back down. Fast, or slow all you need to know is that my only desire is to make certain that when I am done you will have had “The Yang” experience. I make love how I write, I write a story, that makes you want to read all of the pages until you are done. Just like when I make love to you, I will give you this hot black smooth stick. After I hear you scream my name to the top of your lungs, telling me how well I fuck you, and baring down harder making that pussy hit the bottom of the dick, your pussy just gushing with excitement. As you ride I take my right hand and glide my index finger over your hot hole, to get that scent of sex on my finger to smell what my dick is getting. I love how your sex smells while I am in you deep and strong, I get off on it when I can smell your hot hole. What really gets me off when you want to smell it with me?  After we have made such sweet love I am already anticipating the next time, and the next time. Carrying you around with your body chemistry all over me reminds what I have experienced just a short while ago. I want to expose you the things you have never thought of experiencing with a man such as me. I want to not only to donate my lions and emotions but I want to make a deposit of goodness to you each time I talk with you and spend time with you. Please never stop being who you are and what you do, because I never want to wake up out of this dream that seems so real to me.

Until I can "Endow" you again, take what we have shared, and let it last until we reunite in the place of inevitability, of un-spoken passion that should be forgiven, among the living. My touch and voice expressions.

"YS" Young Slut Project Ho Turned Out at 13 Fucks Her Son!

I was raped and tongue fucked by my aunt at the age of 13, I really enjoyed getting my young pussy licked real well before I was ever had dick beating my little tight slut hole. Since then I continue to be more fucked up then I was before, but now after being introduced to some real freaky shit early in life I just can’t get enough pussy and dick. In society a lot of people hear about little white bitches, getting raped at an early age. I am here to tell you I am a young little mentally fucked up bi-racial half black and half Pilipino bitch now isn’t that some shit. It started years ago, both my mother and father was gone all the time, and “The Projects” had a way of breaking the pussy and the dicks of many of the youths in those days. My pussy was always hot, I remember at the tender age of 5 I use to stick small objects up in my Enfamil drinking ass pussy. As I got older I realized that this spirit of perversion was in my blood line, but even after figuring that out it had no change in my mind, and that all I wanted to do was to get fucked real hard in my pussy, my ass and get my clit beat up from the toys I had, oh yeah I was taught how to “Squirt” all over who was doing whatever they wanted to do to my young hot hole. I really did not give a fuck after getting raped. I never told my parents, because they did not give a fuck anyway, SO daddy’s little girl was a “Real Slut”. You know because of my soft brown skin, my pussy stayed real red all the time. By the time I was 20 years old my son was seven, and he and I had so much fun together since we was so close in age, despite what I was doing behind closed doors. At the age of 15 my son was big a strong, he was 6 feet tall, he was built very nice with a size 14 shoe. Yes it is true about the shoe size. My son had a real big, thick, long and un-circumcised dick, that I would be in bed masturbating thinking about my own child, and I could not help myself, but just a thought of his dick made we so fucking wet. I was known as the “YS” a.k.a “Young Slut” I was so far out there I did not care how old, male, female, and I did it all. I would swallow a man’s nut, or if he asked I would lick his wife’s pussy, or let her lick my pussy, while he dry fuck her up her ass, Hell I have even been ganged raped, and enjoyed every bit of it. There had come a time and this “YS” did not have anybody that wanted this hot bi-racial pussy as much as they did in my early years. One day mama’s big, little man, and also my protector would do anything to protect his mother. This particular evening Derrick was in the shower, and when I heard the water turn off, and I know he was leaving the bathroom, so I went in and said oh, baby mama is so sorry for coming in on you, Derrick, said it’s ok mom, as she looked at her own flesh with so much lust, and desire, remember she had seen her son’s dick since he had gotten older, and she wanted it. After she had walked in the restroom, she had ask her son to put some lotion on her back, after she got out of the shower, Derrick , said sure mom. You see She had a plan to take, what she created to bed for her own selfish pleasure. After she took a shower, she went back to her room and she call her son to come in her room and rub some oil on her, but Derrick did not have time to get dressed from his shower, so Derrick and his massive young 15 year old cock , started rubbing oil, all over his mother back, and other parts, to the point she was getting real hot. Derrick started on her back, legs, and feet, then she told her son mama was going to turn over and she wanted him to rub oil all over her big 38 double D’s. Before Derrick had could figure it all out he had rubbed ever inch of his mother body, including her hot round ass, and near her very hot hairy pussy that had started to drip with excitement. Before Derrick knew it, his mother had grabbed the oil, and she began to rub and stroke his dick, like she used to do the many men she had fucked over the years. This “YS” grabbed his dick at the base, and as she stroked it, she begin to suck his dick, and she was able to take that shit to the back of her throat. After that she had licked his ass. Can you imagine how a 15 year old boy felt having his dick sucked so Gould and by his mother. “YS” not only sucked his dick, but she put 2 of her fingers in his ass, as she sucked his 15 year old man size dick at the same time, was just something else to keep his attention, so he would keep satisfying his mother. “YS” said Derrick, he said yes mom, in between him moaning, and breathing real hard, “YS” said Derrick it’s time to Fuck mama, real hard, and real deep, so that she could go to sleep. After getting his dick, sucked and stroked so good, mama had told Derrick to let her put a cock ring on him because she need him to last, and then CUM in mama’s hot hole, Derrick fucking his mother, his mind was fucked up, but he said, at least I fucked my mother, and that was ok in his mind.

You see, “YS” was licked, fucked and violated at an early age, so she had convinced herself it was ok to fuck her son, and continue to pass the spirit of conversion down to the next generation. So the next time you think that fucking your mother, or getting your pussy licked, by a man and a woman, just think what could have pushed this person this far, even though it is some real crazy shit, don’t judge the next bitch until you see yourself looking in the mirror.

Who did you fuck, or suck, you don’t have to tell nobody, it’s your secret, you think, let’s CUM together bitches.

The Cookie A Man's First Taste Was His Mother

 From the womb, men have been destined to taste the “Cookie” for the first time.  A male child has desires for the taste what he does not even know.  That taste is so indescribably awesome, and can take his breath away.  The first taste is so addictive, and once it has been achieved the male child wants, it each time the thought enters his mind.  It is sad but true the first taste was from his own mother. Even if the child was born by cesarean, he was close enough to smell the cookie, what he has never tasted before.  Hormones in all foods that are fed to this male child are impossible for him not to get it.  The mother first eats the hormones in various foods that are passed through the breast during feeding.  The formulas, for children even have the hormones in them, to further increase the mental and physical maturity. Boys as early as 5 years of age, desire sexual satisfaction, and have a natural thirst for this desire that will never leave their hearts, or minds.  The desires, is to constantly attain this taste, is like a Bat needing to feed for what he feels he needs for survival.  The feeding is never enough, the more he gets the more he wants.  One specific feeding ground gets old, and he desires other feeding grounds.  The feeding of these desires turns into breeding.  When the male child turns 9 or 10 years of age the desires intensifies, to the point he begins to do things different.  The difference is he begins to be concerned about his hygiene.  Simple things as taking a bath on a regular basis, and asking one of his parents to purchase cologne. The male child wants to smell good. He knows at his young age that a scent of a male can capture the attention of a woman to further his need to be inside a cookie.  There is a spirit of possessiveness that begins to take place.  The possession is like finding a gold mine, he stakes his claim on a woman, and that he thinks he has the right of passage over her cookie.  Knowing that the cookie is really hers, but in his young warp mind it belongs to him.  In the mind of this preteen he is king over the various cookies he enters.  The cookie owners have said they have no idea that they know what the cookie do to a man. That is so far from the truth, they know. A male child matures in some since of the word, he learns, more about himself, and his body.  His level of understanding about the cookie, and how it makes him feel, has come full circle.  A man’s skills, to invoke the woman’s mind to give him what he needs become second nature.  Various moves while performing various sex acts enhances a man’s ability to get the cookie again, and again.  A man will continue to change his cookie partners, throughout his life.  Over a man’s lifetime, the cat and mouse game for the sake of the cookie, get very interesting.  Sometimes the man and the woman use the power of their organs to attain, material possessions.  Cars, purchased, mortgages paid, personal debts, etc. The only way a woman will ever understand the power of her cookie, is to become a man.  The ethnicity and the external physical make up may have a grave impact on this process of getting some cookie.  Men have desires for different flavors of cat that will make him just explode with excitement.  The flavor or the color of the cookie owner intensifies the orgasmic explosion, of his climactic session of his individual expression, with the giver.  The power of a cookie makes a man creative side comes into play.  A man will desire to use helpful, toys, oils, to help them both boil, with excitement.  Some religious and non religious men have problems with even thinking about going to purchase any such tools.  Even, with suggestions from their wife or girlfriend who would like it.  A woman asking, or hinting does not mean a man can’t handle his business, during an intimate moment?  What it means is she wants more excitement and wants to enhance the moment.  This could also mean she has had someone in the past that could hit the bottom, of her hot canal, and fill up her hot hole all the way up.  A man has to know which situation he fits in.  Couples that may be experiencing sexual frustration can fix that problem for as little as $7.95 cents.  For $7.95 can only fix or enhance what the two of them already have going on at a specific time.  This toy is known as “The Bullet”.   Some men go through life thinking that they can really lick or stick a cookie better than any other man walking.  One thing a man should “NOT” do is to ask a specific cookie giver, is he the best she never had.  Well, I am sorry to tell you that there are men out there that will put a particular man to shame with their skills.  Your wife or girlfriend has run across a man like this in their life time.  Before you she has had a few or many, it really does not matter.  If a man asks that question, he should be ready for the answer.  A lot of times a woman will not save your ego, and she will speak the truth, and “Rip” your heart out right out of its socket.  You’re wife or girlfriend doesn't want to hurt you, but hey you asked. So men, you want to stay away from that question.  Okay, take a walk with me about fixing, or enhancing the cookie session.  Get your girl to lie down and close her eyes on the bed.  Begin kissing her closed eye lids, then taking your fingers, and lightly running your hands on both sides of her neck.  Doing this will definitely make her tingle all over. Change what part of the body you will touch.  Don’t just automatically go to the chest.  While kissing you’re boo passionately, and gently touching her breast with your hands will have her moaning, and squirming for more.  Take out your new toy, you purchased for $7.95 and push the little button on the top, and place it gently on and off of her “Clit”.  At this point during the cookie session, she will begin to grab your “Rod” of ecstasy.  As, the “Clit” continues being stimulated, your partner will get so wet, and may even cum, before you get inside the hot cookie.  Now, come around in front of her, and continue rubbing her “Clit” with one hand.  With the other hand, slowly rubbing the head of your rod, in and around her very wet cat.  When she is at a point of no return, thrust yourself deep inside, back and forth, your wife or girlfriend will cum, back to back, a guaranteed to scream, an breath hard.  Your wife or girlfriend will be so satisfied with the added member to the family.  Men of various backgrounds sometimes have trouble keeping it real about, the cookie and its power.  Sometimes, religion, or man made rules and regulations make some men shut down, and not discuss the desires, or concerns.  The cookie over the years have even made men even commit murder.  Remember a man try’s and stake his claim on something that is not even his.  Also the cookie has even destroyed governments, and city officials. Pastors and elders in the various Christian churches have closed churches.  Souls have been sold to the devil for the sake of the cookie.  A cookie over time has caused family’s pain and turmoil.  A man being married, and his flesh is week, and being faithful does not even enter his thought process anymore.  The reason a man fail is, his communication with his wife stop. To help stop or slow down, cookie seekers is to talk.  If things get board, talk about what you can do to fix it.  

Mind Fuck Who Can Do It Better Men or Women?

Communication between men and women is truly an art of who can “Mind Fuck” who first and the best. The many forms of deceit have not changed but the words of delivery have gotten more effective and distasteful over time.  The game was first presented into existence in the Garden of Eden.  Yeah you guest her name was “Eve”. You know the story man was given instruction, but “Eve’s” began the deceit of convincing man what God said wasn’t anything, but hey Adam was like modern day man.  Pussy and that ass “Eve” had been able to deceive my boy Adam.  The cold thing about the spirit of deception is it will come from a woman who, a man would not think in a million years would do it to him. Over the years, women are so well with deception, that women have been sent to do a man’s job, because statistics have shown that a woman can do it more effectively, and faster. Women with the history of being a “Good Girl” have gotten in on it to, and yes even the saved sisters in the church.  Don’t get me wrong part of the deception is to continue to “Mind Fuck” you, but also to have you to believe yes, I am your wife, your girl friend, and baby I am in your corner, and I will not treat you like the women in your past, ha! You can believe that shit, if you want to.  If you listen really well the deception is in the words, before it is ever put into action.  It is truly sad that it appears that men and women get together; there is always some shit the game from the woman or the man.  Women have made choices to deceive a man, or men even if he is treating her with the upmost respect and care, and doing what I call “The man thing. You know doing what he is supposed to do for his queen, even if her ass is foul, Falkland, fake, you get the point.  Women have been deceiving men so long despite how she feels on the surface, he is just going to be used and abused in the worst way.  Slow deception, or o.k. as a slow “Mind Fuck” which is worst because it has a long lasting effect. The soft caring, or concerned voice she has have made men feel comfort, but little that he knows that the tender responsiveness to heal his last pain will be 10 times worst than what he has experienced because his last abuse was more anger than compassion.  One different is that the angry spirit speaks the truth, and will not hide.  What you see is basically is what you get.  A man over time began to think that this type of behavior is normal, and he will get it confused, if it is love, or what. He really does not know but he stays, and stays.  He began to justify the behavior of his wife or girlfriend, and agree with it, by continuing to stay in the hostile environment.  If you have ever got a chance to sit down with a man who is currently going through this or have gone through it, it is something to listen to.  The manipulator over time gets stronger, because in their sick twisted mind, it becomes a game, of continued mind control over an individual.  Studies show that the reason is to get the power first over the mind, then after that the money and the other, is a cake walk.  The manipulator sometimes is born, and others are developed, and groomed into the position, by choice.  Deception is form of affection with protection is a form of rejection with no expression to guard your heart that will always keep you apart in the dark and even in the morning light.  I can tell you better than I can show you, was inspired by true situations, of many across the world, who has been manipulated.  See if you can, put yourself in the story line.  Pay close attention, your manipulator may not want to read this story, because they will be exposed, of who they really are.  Yes I did call your wife, girlfriend, or significant other a manipulator.  Take a walk with me and see how this story unfolds, and you make the decision for yourself, and evaluate if you are being truly loved, or are you being “Mind Fucked”, in the worst way known to man, now let’s go, don’t talk, just listen, the next time you are talking, check the subject matter, and how it is being delivered, and are you being FUCKED.

What Resonate's In You? Do You Understand Is It Demonic or Human?

These Demons’ that resonate deep inside me, and I know nothing but what transmits to my thoughts. I have been labeled and tagged with diagnosis that may or may not fit who or what they can see who I am really, it’s not me at all, or maybe it is me and then some. Imagine, your body, is that of a little boy, or a little girl, but your thoughts are that of a full grown mature human, but you are confused on what to say and what to do. Anger sadness, demonic sex issues, and fetishes with food, to the point of it all being just so hypnotic is a task, only those who struggles, with these things or similar. You reading this blog, I know you have reflected about what you have been rejected from, or have had confusion on, who you are. You and others who can identify with self Plausible Deniability of what the fuck is really going on will remain lost and hidden from family, friends. Things That Dwell in you or your very acceptance of where you are does not make us abnormal, but it makes us who we are. Knowing who we are, or knowing we can only be what are in our power. Expectations of others can be great, but we can’t think we are something less if our success is not yet that if theirs appears to be greater. I have let others expectations, of my success resonate thru me, but I can only be me. I am thankful for the support, I have gotten over the years, but I will get there when it is my time.

If you are, you are, if not you’re not, just be the best in the place, of acceptance and try very hard to attain what you feel you are missing. Become “One” with “You” and always continue to seek your destiny, on the journey that never ends. Having “Knowledge” without “Substance” can only allow you to self centered. The journey of a “Man” or a “Woman” is not measured on how far they can travel, but on how many they can empower them on their journey.

Clouded Thoughts Do You Have Them and Can You Change!

Tears have no race, no gender, touch or voice expressions with your own digestion of what or who you was told what really describes your character is just emotional bullshit, handed down by your guardian. Emotional confusion is just an illusion to hide or destroy your existence for what future has in store for you, and who you may become as a man or a woman. If grandmother or grandfather had no idea what the fuck they was doing well how in the fuck would your mother and father would know what, or how to teach you a particular way of life. There is a cycle or life pattern that needs to be changed so we do not remain complacent where a lot of men and women are. Emotionally and genetically if we have a guardian that is genetically and emotionally fucked up then our kids who turn into adults one day, and this cycle of a fucked up generation continue. Sometimes the guardian or parents are sound minded and understand life and attempt to raise the kids correctly, but somewhere there is a reason some are stuck. I work hard daily on getting “Un-Stuck”. Over time people suffer with Mental illness, feelings of suicide, multiple sex partners, or even drugs.

Get un-stuck if you can identify that you are, evaluate the place that you are in, and if your ass have not made any progress, or you are mentally, and financially in the same place, then your ass is stuck in a time warp. No one can fix you, get professional help, or let someone who has a desire to help you, let them do just that. That person can be a man or a woman, they will not say what you want them to say, but is what you need to hear. Some shit you will not understand, but learn to “PROCESS IT”. Change is good, and don’t fear what you need.

Say it…..Yes I Can, Yes I Can, Yes I Can.

Killer With A Smile

As I struggle day and night trying not to fall asleep thinking about what I do in my dreams. My dreams changed from the reality of what I have desire to do while I am fully awake. As these dead sleep humans walk by me looking at me trying to see if fear them but what they can’t see is that I have killed before, and the thirst have never been removed from my thoughts and imagination. You see I’m passive by nature dealing with men, and in my personal relationships with women, but I will “FUCK YOU” up. My favorite choice of weapon of choice is a “Glock”. I remember early, when I killed for the very first time, it felt good, because I was in control. As the laser from my weapon made contact with the upper portion of his shoulder, I am so skilled that I saw the ligaments separate from his arms, and the blood splatter, as it the air, and the wind blew the smell of his blood and his fear down my lungs, I smiled turned around walked away. You see once you get a taste of killing, it’s like pussy, or crack for the very first time you will never forget.

You see I must stop, because you got “Profilers” that try to figure out how a cold and calculated killer with a face and charisma that can blend in at any level I choose. So the next time you make friends, or associate with someone, check them before they kill you.

Signed by “The Perfect Killer”

Heaven or Hell What Gate Will Open For You

What would you do if you think you have reached heaven’s gate and knocked but the gate did not open? Won’t you wonder “are am actually at the right place (heaven’s gate)?” if there are other gates around or even far away won’t you feel like going to knock at those gates and see if there would open easily for you to enter? Very few people may reach heaven’s gate and enter without knocking because it was already open for them. Some would need to knock once or twice before the gate would open for them. Many turned back because the gate did not open as fast as they expected. Some of them even went to other gates which they did not truly love, and they ended up unhappily. Few people did not only reached the heaven’s gate but they also stood there or even lay down knocking and waiting patiently for it to open, no matter how long it would take, because they are certain it is the gate they dreamt of, desired, and would love to enter.

This is the situation of life because life achievements may seem easy to reach for some people. While it would take much hard work for others to attain their goals, dreams, and sincere heart desires. Truly like God said to Abraham, it has always been, “as far as you can see.” Yet many of us do not know it. Most of those that had to wait at the gate did so because they could see beyond the closed gate. They are the class of people whose life’s achievement and success stories usually inspires others. This situation also concerns our marriages, relationship, professions, dreams, job among others because there are times we would wonder if we are in the right profession, in love with the right person, having the right dreams, and doing the right job. Truly what should matter is if what we do, it is for our own interest and the interest of others, and if we sincerely love what we do be it a job, dream, profession, or person because love is necessary for us to have patience to wait for the change we expect to see when the gate opens.

God said, “My thoughts for you are of good and not of evil to bring you to an expected end.”

Therefore, we can only reach the end we expect if we can patiently hang on in our struggle, no matter how well sealed the gate would look like. But lo!!! Fear not if you should have to wait for a life time or even die waiting at the gate which you truly love and strongly desire to enter. You should be happy for being faithful till the end. Most of the freedom humanity and Nations enjoy today were dreams was that stated by some men.

The reality is that you may think your going to heaven, but if your heart is not “Pure” and your life has not lined up with what God is expected, it’s not going to happen. If you knock on gates, and they don’t open maybe you at the wrong one, so you know Satan got something for you, and you don’t even have to knock.