Organized Chaos

Can I pull you close and feel our worlds collide? As your hips hold tight, and all resistance takes flight. I want to pursue this bliss with only you. Ain’t no mistaking, girl, will you allow me to? Let me take the lead while pressing you into me, so I can fulfill all your needs and feel the sensations that we… ignite in each other. Those emotions, they take us through. Isn’t it something… what those spiritual / spirit-fueled throbbings do. The ache that’s best known for creating the most sensual of lover’s foods. You keep my palms all sweaty, and I can’t help it to be honest. I’ve been wanting to go where our souls have already been promised.

Every time I part my lips and impart onto you my intentions, you change things up. But, I still love holding the rope as you climb your way up and into my brain. You always find a spot that no one else has claimed. Damn. Love. I am so open, wide, and ready for the new scenery. The pleasure of learning anew with you, and any aphrodisiac accompanying. You don’t need to know everything, but I’ll indulge whatever clarity you seek. See, these circles we go round and round in reminds me of fingertips… pressed against…  each others reciprocity. Whatever’s taken, whatever’s given. Nothing is for granted, nor did it come instantly. Your deep and impressive spirit has always taken captive my attention. You’ve captured more than my attention. You’re reeling my soul in, just thought I’d mention. Yes, I am that catch that you’ve been fishing, for you brought me back to life. And it’s fruitful to at least explain some things before reinventing our beginning, right? 

Is there such a thing as spoiling a woman too much? When she comes to expect such gestures no matter how generous or small, is the luxury gone? When she blames you for the spoiled monster she has become, is it then time to put the smack down on that sexy ass?

Depends on ones definition of spoiled. I’m a big advocate of spoiling a girl with attention, lots of spontaneous affection, and meaningful (occasionally expensive) gifts. Coupled with a regular dose of romance, you’ll invigorate your relationship and fuel the love that fires up her passion for you.

Remember, your woman is your Queen. And there is no such thing as spoiling her too much if you spoil her in moderation. If you don’t know, you better ask somebody. Excessive overindulgence of anything reeks negative rewards, sooner or later, but spontaneous, unexpected bouts of romantic affection, in any way it comes, will be more valuable to her than anything.

We all wear one
Trying to hide something
Pain or love
Whatever’s discomforting
No matter what
The life we lead
Makes our choices reality

Remember that sorta butch looking nerdy athletic tomboy chick you used to pass in the halls at school back in the day… the one who had her face in a book most of the time… the one who played lots of sports and was always interested in gadgets and technology and books and politics… yeah, you constantly over-looked her choosing instead to settle for the hustler, player, thug type that ran with a bunch of people, some losers, some not, a natural born leader with a large following who didn’t go any damn where in life… 

You know the one.

That butch grew up and made something of herself, but by the time you noticed… it was too late.

I’m not sure if you know, but the first time I saw you I couldn’t seem to breathe right. The butterflies in my stomach were so violent, so crazy that I wasn’t sure I could form complete sentences, I couldn’t think. I looked at you and knew everything I’d been feeling since the first time we talked was real. And when we were outside and you took me in your arms that first time, tingles, chills ran down my spine, my knees went weak, I tried to hide the fact that I was trembling. And our first kiss, damn I think the world stopped spinning papi. Or maybe my world was spinning so fast I couldn’t tell. But those moments, that night, just confirmed what I already felt. That I want to be yours for a long time, yours forever, to love you for life. You are my deepest heart.

I love you baby, so much. I was just sitting here unable to sleep, thinking of you, missing you, and wanted to tell you.

Your future wife….

Ty’s hormones were raging. She had been horny all day and was done waiting for the next time Cherise, her jump-off, decided to give up the ass. “Fuck that”, she thought as she made up her mind. Ty turned on her laptop and started browsing the Internet. Within minutes she typed in the address to craigslist. When she found the personals section, she clicked on the link, then moved on to the section titled casual encounters. She started to browse the woman for woman personal ads and began reading. “Ugh,” she muttered to no one in particular. Not exactly the cream of the crop, in fact, there were some slim and not so slim pickings.

She hated how there was a uneven number of guys looking to get their rocks off compared to the girls. “Horny as hell and can’t even give this good pussy away,” she thought, frustrated at her bleak outlook. Not only was her lack of sex ridiculous, she wondered how and why straight women ever went without given the number of horny dudes down for whatever, whenever, all the time.

“Bitches is crazy,” she thought, but that didn’t matter to her one bit. The w4w personals didn’t offer anything special and Ty already weighed all of her other options before deciding to stoop low and take the craigslist plunge again anyway. She looked past the most recent ads and started scrolling further down the paltry list of potential muff-munchers.

Female, 22, Manhattan; tag-line: Come Get Some Of This; Female, 34, Hoboken; tag-line: Ready To Get The Kitty Licked! There was even a cougar, 56, looking for a young chick to show her ass the business. Love or sex, one or none, hell it’s craigslist, they all just wanna fuck. She never forgot that love and sex were not synonymous. She had been with way too many chicks to know how easy it was for them to get that shit twisted.

She just wanted to break in her strap for now. The more she browsed, the more sexually frustrated she became. There wasn’t a dime piece in sight and ”I ain’t givin’ this good pussy to just anyone tonight,” she thought.

That’s when she saw it. Female, 24, bisexual, from Lockport talking about “Take Me Where No Other Has Been.” The girl in the ad was repping Ty’s hometown. She opened the link. When the page finished loading she drew in her breath for a moment and just stared. Not total surprise, but surprise nonetheless. She began to feel excited, aroused, and fought against getting wet. After going through the motions she finally registered her disgust and fought against the butterflies fluttering around in her gut.

“Take Me Where No Other Has Been…”

Yeah fuckin’ right, Ty snickered, thinking the tag-line was bullshit. Given the number of men and women she’d personally witnessed going to and from this tricks apartment, Ty wondered how she could even fix her fingers to type it, claiming no other had been. She could hardly believe that whoever got down with her tonight would be going where no man or woman has ever been in her life. This hoe was like a broken condom, opened wide, no matter which way you fucked her.

Ty’s reaction was mostly due to the realization of who the girl in the ad was, and the graphic memories of a previous night’s occasion filled her thoughts. She fought images and the arousal, refusing giving in, but her mind wouldn’t budge until she started to feel sick. The face was all too familiar, in fact it was a perfect fit. So was the body, which was flawless, except for a surprise or two tucked in. 

This freaky ass mess was still frequenting Craigslist. She thought she was a super freak until she met a real vet. I’m talking, everything at least once, she’d do to get her sexual needs met. Ty would know because she responded to a similar ad, resulting in travesty. She wasn’t surprised, she was reminiscent. From the familiar memory of that evening. This chick had been very well taken care of in previous relationships. The picture… the same one Ty had taken a year before, she finally realizes. It displayed just a taste of her sexual abilities quite provocatively. In the pic, her knees are bent as she lies on the bed, beckoning Ty to see. She wanted Ty to hit it, from behind, as God is her witness. So she opened her camera lens and snapped a picture of of her tits right quick.

And just as Ty and old girl were about to get down to business. She was wet just thinking about… what was in store ‘til she screamed “Oh Shit!”

She knew she couldn’t have gotten close enough to take the picture had she not turned old girl on so much she wanted Ty to turn her out. But that was then, this is now, and there is no way in hell she’s going back down that route. 

She was more than a little surprised, not by the ad, but by it’s location in the personals section. Damn. Ty thought it was just a faze. But, what did it matter since they never got to sexin’ anyway. She almost fell for the slick shit. It was as close as a virgin comes to getting her hymen split. Ty was annoyed that the chick used her picture to advertise sex. Considering their first and last time together almost ended up in a bloody mess. But she digressed, because she could care less about the next lesbian… who would more than likely hook up with this whore before discovering she has a penis, man.