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Sex With a Stranger
12.29.04 (2:02 am)   [edit]

:lol: I was bored so decided to take a walk, wasn't going far just wanted to get some night air.


He blow his horn; then stopped and turned his car around, I got nervous at first then thinking it maybe someone I knew. As he got closer, he rolled his window down, I bent down a little to look inside; he was noone I knew however he was a fine young man.


He asked can he offer me a ride somewhere, I wasn't going anywhere just walking, but I told him I was headed to the store. He told me to get in. I was scared after all he was a stranger, but damn a phyne one. I got in his car, and took a closer look at him, he was so attractive and well dressed, he told me he was from NY and was just here visiting family. Instantly shattering my dream of this actually being the one.


He took me to the store and offered to pay for anything I wanted but I really didn't want anything, not from the store anyway, but I let hm buy me a bag of chips and a soda.


Getting back in the car I asked him did he have wife or a girlfriend; he replied no, saying he works to much to hold a study relationship, thinking to myself yeah right you to damn sexy-someone is occupying your time. We came back to the street where meant then I gave him further directions to my house.


We pulled up to my house still caught up in our conversation, we clicked; talking like we knew each other for along time. I couldn't believe I was about to ask this man a  total stranger into my house, knowing all I know about what happens to young women, who do this sorta thing, all that kept going through my head is he could kill me and head back to NY without noone knowing he did it.


Still I ask him if he wants to come in, he ofcourse said yes. Nervous and shivering not just from the cold,brisk air. We walked into my apartment. Shutting the door and locking tihe behind us I offered him a seat and something to drink.


Enjoying our conversation, not wanting to get lost in whatever was on t.v. I turned on some music; something soft but not to romantic.


Listening to his every word but concentrating on his nicely shaped, smooth,wet brown lips on mine, and other places on my body. I'm not into one night stands, but this would be one I welcome. I wanted him to kiss me so bad, grab me and hold me. Why was I feeling this way? He's a stranger, I barely knew his name. However I wanted him to to take a peek at my sacret pearl.


I excused myself and went and put on alot less clothing then what I had on. I lit  a few candles around the room;  sprayed on some perfume, redid my face. I walked back into the room with the with with a look that would cause accidents. He turned around and looked at me, and almost dropped his class. I helped him put his class down, he kissed my neck, my sacret pearl moist my panties. As His soft lips meant mine.


I caressed his bold head as he licked my nipple one to the other, he kissed me trying to go back up, I pushed his head further down, he followed my direction then buried his face deep' he did thing to me set my whole body in heat.


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Why Can't I make it
12.01.04 (4:03 pm)   [edit]

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I try so hard to make it, but it get's harder by each day-It seems to not
get better, no matter how many times I get on my knees and pray.
My mother passed last year,and it still breaks my heart-I promised her I would make something out of myself, but it seems I can't get a start.
So many things rising against me, I can't find my way-maybe is I hold on God , will bless me one day.
I look to him for guidence- but I think sometimes he hides, He's probably tired of my mistakes ,tired of being on my side.
The landlord came today, trying to put my outside, It's freezen, so close to Christmas, where is his pride.
I'm not one to beg, wasn't raised that way, so I  created this website hoping it pay my way. I dedicated it in the memory of my mother tried to make it as beautiful as I can. So how it seems useless, lost footprints in the sand.


Please this Christmas Shop my site, so me and my family can have a safe and warm Christmas Night.
May God, Bless You All
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