Another Spike Lee (SEX) Joint.

So i hate to keep talking about sex, but i mean DUH.. if guys think about it all the time, I'll talk about it; its one more step over guys. ANYHOW..

Remember when you used to have sex and the objective was for both parties to climax and be pleasured? WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT RULE?! I thought it was common law, unwritten rule, that sex isn't sex without orgasms. A guy should not only have fun and pleasure doing what he's doing =) but shouldn't he be having fun for the long term goal; of making the girl climax?

The sex i had last night, was like doing homework at the library. It was so uniform and uninteresting and NOT spontaneous at all, it seemed like what i would call married sex.

1. Assume the position
2. Pretend to Enjoy
3. Think random thoughts
   
4. Say it was good
5. Sit-up bored and even more un-intersted.

"Damn homie, i know that you thought you were putting in work, and i know that you thought we would go for round 1.5, but realistically.. my car engine is still hot & i'd love to make it home before it cools off..."

I just want to know WHY guys are so selfish. It makes you look stupid when you walk around thinking, yeah i just got mines, while on the bunnies are back on the ranch talking about your poor performance and lack of interesting dick.

++i CONFESS: I think there should be a written law that states, "Both parties must showingly climax before sex is considered over. Any male that fails to perform up to par shall be banish to a Amish Community for shunning and 5 years of isolation".

Keri Hilson -Turning Me Off -W A Y off.

BRANDON* is 6'5, slightly sloppy football player linebacker build, but cute face. I was definitely, trying to get to know him& the smaller him =) ; he's 6'5! enough said. So of course, we broke bread with some Kush & a movie at his place. I have to admit, i have always been a go-getter if i really want something. So lucky for me, he was a go-getter that really wanted something to. I gave him the green light & everything seemed to be going just right. He was kissing all the right spots, touching the right places, taking his time putting in about 97% of the work and everything seemed to heading in the right direction.. until he put it in? All this sweat from humping and pumping, and all I could do.. was lay there, motionless, jaw dropped not saying a word. It was so hard to keep my mind clear when all i could think was.. is he serious? I rolled my eyes, 13 times, consecutively & he was.. D O N E! I look back ( =] yes look back) & not only is the condom wrapper by my sock, but so is the condom.

OK. young female college student, doing her thing now has a racing thought of where the nearest testing center is. After I used my brain rolodex, i LOST MY MIND. Flushing all of his street medicine.. (as angry as i was, it broke my heart to see such beauty do down the toilet), cracking all of his dutches && demanding BRANDON* tell me why he thought it would be a good idea not to use a condom. This time around, BRANDON* was speechless, and it wasn't for just two minutes.

What I didn't notice is that, he had one on. He just couldn't use the magnum i provided because it probably look like a big toe with a shopping bag over it. I almost felt bad for lashing out & going crazy on his stash. But I Come first and was only looking out for myself; the same way he was in the 2 minutes of pumping and pushing.

BRANDON* to this very minute b e g s for my goods.. still a year later & he will never dream about this again.

++ I CONFESS: that BRANDON* you are, on my call reject list. I miss your calls accidentally/on purpose. Don't feel bad that, you aren't alone on that list, but you by far are the first name on the list. I wish you would stop hitting me up. I've done the Heisman on you so much, i DO need a trophy. Please get a grip or a pump.

We either fucked, had sex, or made love

All my life I've been the bragger type. One of those guys who take pride in their sex work like I really believe I'm the best if not top 10 in the us, top 20 in the world lol. Its like no matter how good that pussy is, I just wanna do my thing till I feel that I definitely put in enough work to go down as one of the best shes ever had or well.... maybe depending on the girl and only when I think its necessary lol. I say that because some girls I feel like they're not worth my time or effort, let me explain. Over the years my confidence keeps growing after every sex partner I have, and I feel like I'm so good to the point where I know the difference between a girl I fuck, have sex with, or make love to. The time, and effort level differs because there's a big difference in all 3, some girls I like fucking others we have good sex and others we make love. When you're in the "fuck" category I think its just whatever, a nut, a quickie, maybe I called you because I was bored and instead of beating my meat I rather you do it with your vagina lol is that simple so if I nut in 5 minutes Heyyy Sorry but I got mines, so if you're a "fuck" please don't expect me to put in work I'm sorry I'm in a rush and if you tell me it was weak guess what I DONT CARE seriously I dont. Other girls we have sex, I think when we have sex is more of a mutual agreement to satisfy each others. We take the time out, we will make it the best we can, you provide me with your best game and so will I, is like a friendly competition you make sure I get mines and I will make sure you do as well. And then there is the " making love" category doesn't necessarily mean that it has to be better than sex but I think it always beats the "fuck" due to those emotions that actually make it love. Its definitely more emotions attached to it, so I guess the intensity and excitement level evens it out so maybe it wont be as long as the sex but def more than the fuck. But again you can be a good fuck, an even better sex, and a great love or the other way around. But trust I know in what category you fall under before I put my dick in you so please ladies you have to understand exactly in which category you fall under before you give me that pussy.

I should've faked an Asthma Attack

My first few sexual partners were good, well, what I thought at that time was good. I always listened to my comrades stories of terrible sex and thought to myself that I could never be in that predicament. Every sexual partner I had, we had good sex. But I soon learned that no matter how wet, how turned on, or how hard I got his dick, things can still turn into something unsatisfying. I learned in my high school Health class that when erect, a man's penis is an average of 5 inches. My teacher also preached to us that size doesn't matter. My teacher was a bullshitter, because size does matters! I had a long enough relationship where I never experienced an orgasm because his penis wasn't long enough to even tap my G-spot. Time after time, I faked being turned on, practiced some pretty sexy moans but never faked an orgasm. I refused to because I wanted this to motivate him to improve since he couldn't change his size. But the problem with sticking around with unsatisfying penis is, after a while it made me feel like my sex game is weak. I rarely rode him because I felt...nothing. That put a huge damper being that that is one of my favorite positions. I always wondered if he thought that my sex game was weak. Even though he reassured me that my "pussy is good", all women vagina's are created equally, what separates us is knowing how to use it. I later found out that my suspicions were true, he thought he was putting in all the work and I seldom rode him because I didn't know how to. My big ego wanted to crush his little ego with the truth. But I didn't because I'm sure one day someone else will. My lesson to the guys; don't be so sure of yourself if your not seeing climatic results. And my lesson to the ladies; pass if its trash!