My freaky story

She was in need. Deep need. She felt the stinging tingling sensation in the insides of her womb. She wanted to stick something inside. Anything. It was this bad. Her fingers felt her body. It felt nice. She sighed. This was getting interesting. She felt her breasts, played with her nipples. Like she knew I was there. Her fingers lingered in the Vee of her legs. I couldn’t see clearly now. But the way her eyes rolled back. The way she moved. I knew what had happened. Then there was a girl and the was a boy. I liked the one with the girl tho. It looked more passionate. They kissed like they meant it. I liked seeing her moan when the girl sucked at her nipples. I watched their bodies intertwine in the most delicious way. The girl squeezed her breasts, she cupped the girl’s butt. They knew exactly what to do. The most intriguing part was watching the girl go down on her. She lay on the bed, having her legs up to her face. I watched the girl lick ice cream off her pussy. She liked it. She arched her back, eyes closed, releasing the most wonderful female sounds from her mouth. It got too intense all of a sudden. The girl sat on her and gave her the most sexy dance. I watched the girl’s waist move, grinding and whining. I knew when she came. She pressed forward and murmured words I couldn’t make no meanings of. The guy. He was watching all this while. His dick was hard and erect. I dint like his part cos he just squeezed her breasts while he fucked her hard. He was already too hard to make it nice. I dint believe it. There was nothing. No passion. Nothing. She just held onto him trying not to fall as she was brutally fucked. The girl’s own was better.

What happens when we dont wait

I was bored

Sick of the world

So bored I could eat myself.

I was tired of waiting and hoping

For the fantasy prince of my dreams

So I gave my heart to a lad with butterfingers

So I shouldn’t have been surprised when he let it slip from his fingers

And to the floor into a thousand pieces

For what we had was almost love I believed

He was sorta kinda right and sorta kinda wrong

So I stuck to his short lived compliments

Of “sweet empty nothings”

And when everything took that wrong turn

The agony was priceless

I swallowed up my cries at night so no one would hear

I buried my head in my pillow to hide the tears.

For I brought this upon myself

And I was gutless so I wouldn’t leave

I hoped for someone to notice

I was quiet but screaming inside

“Cant anyone see I’m hurting!”

My misery ended

With that black and white revelation I remember

A mucky figure

Running blindly and half hazardly with fear

From an image in form of a ghost

It took a while for me to realize

That that message was for me

So I took to my heels and ran.

1st of march writings

I would rather be alone in this world

Than have so many people and still feel so alone

I would prefer not to feel

than have all these feelings and still feel empty

I would prefer to own nothing

Than lose everything

I would rather not remember

Than have so  many memories that would make me hurt inside.

I would rather be alone in this world

Than love and not be loved

Than worry for the ones I hold dear

Than fear always for tomorrow

Than grieve for the ones I have lost.

There is so much evil in this world.

We are stronger facing them alone

Than have family and loose them

Or have friends that are enemies

Or love someone that loves another

I would rather be alone in this world.

MARCH.

I remember everything. I’d let our song “something special” by Usher play and reminiscence. I’d remember how your body felt against mine, how good your lips felt against mine, how you were “needy” all through and when I tried taking weed for the first time and messed everything, taking the light off on my tummy. I still have the burn and you have my tank top with the burnt hole on it. I had never been so open with anyone before. It was all new to me. I want you more than anything now. Its like a drug…

Now I have got you, now I have got March.  We shall not be robbed. We wouldn’t need to be any where else. We don’t need to be confined to that same room that reeks of sex and weed to have a blissful moment. No more rejections or torture just willingness and enthusiasm. Everything will be perfect like the gods planned for us.

This time it shall be different. Our love making shall be divine. The air would be filled with my satisfied moans and sweet feminine sounds, your labored breathing and groans, as we “dwelve” into the unknown. It shall be complete this time. We shall be complete. There would be no reason to worry or run. For we shall have world and time to ourselves. We shall make love in land and water. We shall let the water will slid down our joined bodies. Our lovelorn souls will find that wonderful place where miracles happen. And indeed it shall be perfect.

Words of promise from November to March.

We are not children anymore

We had always been so close. When we were kids,  we’d play kid games together, mess around with the sand, run around butt naked, and drink the water from the rain. We used to be a pain to both our parents with all the mischief we caused. We grew older, we remained playmates. We went off to the same primary school, always together. We shared everything. As I grew older I became shy. I started growing breasts and you started hanging out with the boys more often. I couldn’t change in front of you anymore, and I had started having weird thoughts about you. I wondered if you understood sometimes. I missed the times we had before when nothing seemed to matter. I started worrying about stuff, how I looked, my hair, my face. I started looking pretty just to see you. I did steal my moms lipstick and smear it over my mouth, I’d steal her perfume to smell good..just for you. Holding hands with you now seemed weird and I’d think about it, how your hands felt in mine for hours when I got back home. Then when you told me you had feelings for me, my heart melted in joy. We were both so naïve, you would peck me  on my cheek and I would giggle shamelessly. Then we got much older. You pulled me to the corner of the street and kissed me fully on the mouth, your lips teased mine in the most delightful manner, your tongue intertwining with was magical. You showed me what a real kiss felt like. You created feelings in me that I didn’t understand. After that day, we kissed every time, everywhere, we became addicted to it. It brought some kind of intimacy we both enjoyed.  You started fondling me, touching me in my delicate places. You seemed to be fascinated by my breasts, you would tug at them all day. You would put your hand under my skirt to feel the skin in my inner thighs. On that fateful day, we were at your place watching a movie. No one was home. We started kissing again. This time you took my up to your room and told me to undress. I obeyed, taking off a piece of clothing at a time till I stood fully naked before you. I was red with embarrassment. You took my hands and told my I was beautiful. My heart sang.  I loved you so much it hurt. You touched me everywhere, your hands took my small  breasts and squeezed them , I felt you touch me in places I had never been touched before. You took off your clothes and then you put your penis inside of me. I cried out in pain.  You started to move inside me. I felt you occupy all of me, your huge penis in my feminine tightness, the pain was unbearable. I closed my eyes and bit my lips. Things were never going to be the same after that.

The diet that saves 

Carbohydrates has been noted as a deadly killer. It is the meal with the highest quantity of sugar and fat. If the fat isn’t worked off right, it is stored in the body, which gradually leads to obesity.  It carries lots of sugar which causes diabetes also. It is good to eat healthy and on time. It has been advised that meals should not be taken into the body after 6pm so the body is able to digest the food you eat. People have large tummies because they eat late. Note this. My story begins here.  So my dad was told he was diabetic and there was lots of sugar found in his blood. They made him get drugs to start taking. This worried my dad and he sent his medical tests results and the name of the drugs to his doctor friend in Italy. He then got to know that the drugs were for life, that once he started he would forever continue with them. This friend then put him on a diet that would reduce his sugar level. He went on this diet for a month before going back to the doctor’s. His sugar level had reduced.  The doctors were astonished like it was a miracle. But it wasn’t.  it was the diet. Doctors in Nigeria in general do not really care about the welfare of their patients, they are all about prescribing drugs so that they sell their drugs. This is bad. This diet cure my dad of something he would have to take drugs for a lifetime to cure. He continues on this diet still. The diet is also a slimming diet of course. To me it sucks but oh well, its healthy. Thank God we don’t get to eat the same thing tho J

·      1.    Lots of green. Different types of green: green vegetables, garden egg leaf,  carrots, tomatoes, etc.

·        2.  The only thing he eats after six pm is fruits: water melon, paw paw, apples, oranges, and banana. Eat fruits everyday.

·     3.     Wheat  instead of semolina and eba.

·     4.     Of course no more sugar, ice cream, cookies, junk food

·       5.   No more beef, only chicken and fish

·         6. Wheat bread.

·         7. Green, herbal tea taken with lemon, of course no sugar.

·        8.  No white rice, brown rice instead.

·        9.  No oil in his soup (none at all)

·        10.  And lastly lots and lots of exercise.

I seriously dont know why I write these things. But its a talent..dont judge me :)

You touch me once, I feel a thrill go down my spine

You touch me again, my knees go weak I cannot stand anymore

You touch me once more, I cannot stop myself, I moan out loud

You touch me now, I open up. All yours.

Touch me here, touch me there, touch me everywhere

Run your fingers through my hair

Kiss my mouth, no my neck, of course my breasts

Squeeze them and take them into your mouth       

And tease them till they get aroused.

I want to feel your hands everywhere

Make me shiver with delight

Let me understand all that is carnal need

I want you to make me burn in pleasure

Let our hot breaths mingle

And our body heat combine

To create the most wonderful explosion.