A lot of you guys have been asking me about my date on Saturday, April 20, 2013 so here’s the story:

I moved to Houston from New York last year in Aug. Since then I’ve been focusing on everything but dating. Balancing my life has been really hard, between writing, work, and my 6yrs old child leave me no room for a social life. As pathetic as this may sound, online social networking has been the only form of social life I had since I moved here. Bored out of my mind, I agreed to go out with a guy a friend had introduced me to at a family gathering last January.

 “He has been asking me out and I needed to get out so why not.” I thought to myself.

 We went out to eat, food was great but the conversation was extremely boring; I didn’t feel that connection. I wanted to feel butterflies in my tummy, that feeling one get when you’re with THE GUY, I really wanted to want to fuck him. But we had nothing in common and the more he spoke the less the possibilities of it happening. We were texting and taking on the phone for a while before the date and even though I didn’t feel the connection then, I thought maybe in person would be different. Big mistake! I told him I wasn’t feeling well and I think he realized he was the cause of my discomfort. Date ended at about 8:30pm.

I’ve been kind of skeptical to date period. Now a days seems like agreeing to go on a date with someone is agreeing to go in bed with them, I don’t want to have sex with just anybody, I want intimacy. I was in an 8yrs relationship, that ended 14 months ago and I just want that feeling one get when you see the name of the nigga you like popup on your phone screen. I want my heart to skip a beat when I see him. And feel my blood rushing through my veins with just the thought of him inside of me, driving me insane.  I want someone I can share things with as little as a “Good morning I miss you” text, sit back and watch a movie, have a cookout, or a walk in the park. I want a friend I could talk to about anything and everything. But I have to admit sometimes the urges are bigger than me, I really crave the touch of a man, the cuddling, the kissing, his tongue traveling around my body. Him licking on my tits, nibbling on my big nipples. Sliding his tongue down my stomach, biting on my thighs, sucking and licking in between them. Playing with my clit, inserting his fingers in my pussy. I missed the taste, my lips wrapped around his sex, stroking it up and down, feeling him deep in my mouth. I miss looking in his eyes while he grab my head towards his dick fucking my throat. Turning me on a doggy style position, spreading my butt cheeks open and sliding his cock in my wet pussy, going in and out, fucking me slow and fast while smacking my ass and pulling my hair. I'm sorry got carried away, didn’t mean to be so explicit. But long story short my date was a beautiful nothing.   

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