Horny?

The mere definition of the word is feeling or arousing sexual excitement. So, tell me, are you horny tonight? How horny are you? So, all consumed by the thought of being in your lover’s bed. Enough that you send your lover a text that says, “I need you to come home and fuck the shit out of me.” Hoping he’ll blush, praying that no one is standing over his shoulder when he received the message. Allow that devilish grin to creep across your lips. Biting your lower lip hoping that your little message got him standing at attention making it hard for him to stand up. Eliciting the simple response of girl you better quit playing. You double down on the nasty ass text. His next response is girl you are going to make me leave my job early. Babygirl don’t be embarrassed I do it all the time.

I’m a little different. I like song lyrics. I like the art of seduction, so I find R&B lyrics that speak to me. I’m the type to send my sweetie the chorus to Kenny Lattimore’s “Take A Dose.” “This could be so simple. Make you believe your soul can’t feel no better. Imma, show you baby. Show you in so many ways, be patient. Theres a million things that can hurt you. Let me be your forever medicine. Take a dose, I’ll cure you.” His response is always what song are these lyrics from. I’ll tell him the title and artist. Then he’s off to Spotify or Google Music. He needs to hear the whole song; he needs to hear the words as they are in the song.

When it’s just me and my unfiltered thoughts the texts are just explicit, as I stated earlier in my little Storytime. I start with a simple question “can I share.” He responds with ok. Then I’ll send a message like, I just found myself daydreaming and thinking about the next time we’re going to fuck. Or a quick note like, I want to feel your heartbeat through your dick. They’re just coy enough to make him blush and raunchy enough to get him hard.

To be honest, sometimes I send messages to make him blush. I want him to drink in my words and swim in my lyrical fantasy. So, Sweetie when I text you can I share, I want you to embrace my fantasy. If and when you do my darling we can meet in the middle of our bed. The place where you kiss lips to make hips jerk.

Love Always,

 Ngina

Tonight ladies, we’re going delve into what we like and how to get it from our partners. I’ve asked before what makes you happy, but really what makes you sexually happy? I know personally that there is a sexual part of me that I often leave unexplored. Why do you ask, well judgement? I’m not saying my current partner is judgmental but it’s just always there in the back of my mind. Recently I came across some questions that may help.

Question 1: What’s a secret spot on your body that drives you crazy when I touch it? Ladies, this question is one that I suggest that you pay attention to. In my experience this has allowed me to communicate non-verbally my interest in sex. It’s quiet communication between you and your partner. No one else should be able to decipher your request. Please, as your partner speaks to you listen carefully, this way you can use the one that is the most subtle of the touches.

Question 2: What’s a sound I make that turns you on instantly? This on right here I try to excel at. Me personally I like voice notes and whispers. My sweetie has paid a great deal of attention to this one. The way he can whisper the dirtiest of things and sounds. If you see us after he does either of these two things he has the most devilish grin on his face. It’s that quiet pervert in him that turns me on. The quick whisper as you stand close.

Question 3: If I gave you full control for a night, what would happen? The element of surprise. This can be a uniquely beautiful and intimate evening. Allowing yourself to be submissive during the entire encounter. Now for some of you that is a little easier said than done. The art of letting go and giving yourself completely. Trust is necessary when engaging in this activity. Primarily there must be mutual respect for boundaries.

         Question 4: If we played a little game of telephone and I whisper in your ear it’s your move. What can I expect from you? This can be tricky, because this for me is about how nasty I’m trying to be that night. My sweetie may see it another way. This is why this one comes with conversation. Each of us has some kind of kinky living inside of them. This is an exploration question.

         Question 5: What’s a scene from a movie or show that you’ve secretly wanted to recreate with your partner? Boy, do I have one? My sweetie is well aware that Ving Rhames / A.J. Johnson in the kitchen in “Baby Boy” is at the top of my list. Hello, if I must be honest bounce me up and down on your lap like I’m riding a pogo stick. If I’m honest that scene lives rent free in my fantasies, it’s a shame. Some partners it could be a scene from a movie, tv show, or some other form of visual entertainment.

         As always ladies please use your knowledge of self and your partner to stay safe and sexy. Keep it spicy in that bedroom.

Love Always,                                                                                               Ngina

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I took a little time off to make sure this what I want to do. Yes, it is. I want to express my inner kinky thoughts. So, this week’s topic is what makes you feel good sexually? Do you like biting, scratching, sucking, choking? What gets you excited during fore play with your mate? I like biting not really biting but nibbling. My mate hates that I like to bite but my oral fixation is sometimes so overwhelming. I enjoyed my birthday and the holiday season but feeling good didn’t take a vacation. Instead I discovered new ways to let my sweetie’s freaky beast free and damn that shit has been in full freak mode. I like it shit morning wood, leads to morning head, and morning head leads to good days. Stay freaky people.

Love Always.

Ngina

     How does the chorus of that Case song go “Touch me, Tease me. Feel me and caress me. Hold on tight and don’t let go. Baby I’m about to explode.” Now that is sexual innuendo, a double entendre. Words that illicit sexual fantasies. Words that inspire late night rendezvous’ with your lover. Candlelight, wine, slow music and just the two of you.

     I often tell people that the most sensual part of any relationship is in your mind. When he/she kisses you close your eyes. Let your imagination take over as your lips meet. You want that kiss that makes you moist and long for the feel of his flesh on your flesh. Suck on your partners lips and tongue as you open up mind to the pleasure of his kiss. 

    If those kisses make you wet let him/ her press their lips upon those pretty lips below your navel. Enjoy as he explores with his/ her tongue between your lips. Enjoy the sensation of his/ her tongue on your clit. Just let him taste you tonight, tomorrow let him/ her feel you in ways they’ve never imagined. 

     Good evening ladies now that I’ve got you sending him dirty messages, let’s try dressing up. What outfit does he want to see you in? Does he like the sexy nurse? Maybe it’s the catholic schoolgirl? Or does he want you in his dress shirt? Playing dress up allows you each of you to let your fantasies free. 

    Ladies the best way to play dress up is to let your inner freak out. Show a little skin. For the shy type show a little cleavage or  wear a short skirt with a garter belt. Find the clothes that leave a little to the imagination. Provocative and Sexy that’s what you’re going for. Grab one of his shirts and a tie. Pretend to be his boss and ask him to come into your office for a meeting. Seduce him, tease him, make him anticipate your next move. 

     For the lady that’s somewhere between a novice and a pro at dress up create a character that can become your alter ego. Send him a picture of you all dressed up and invite him to a meeting in the middle of your bed. Make sure the invitation is a picture one. Men like pictures. 

     For the full blown pro at this dress up game. Get low down and dirty with it. Make your role play dirty. Get a catholic schoolgirl outfit. For some reason men are turned on by that plaid skirt. A pair of thigh high white socks. A white blouse that’s at least one size too small tied up in the front with a few buttons open. For some men shoes are optional but the right black pumps and it is on.

      Ladies just enjoy yourselves. Let sex be fun. 

Sex and Music where do I begin? For a large amount of us there’s a song, that when it plays, we remember a time, place, or even the person that you were with. For each generation there’s a soundtrack of their lives. It is the music that expressed all their emotions. The joys of new love, the agonies of break-up, and the anticipation of the first time with that special someone. I like to express various parts of my sexual appetite through music. I have numerous playlist that allow for the listener (aka me) to engage. Sometimes the songs leave little to the imagination and others well are coy and filled with innuendo. What does the soundtrack your sexual escapades sound like?
       If you’re not sure how sex and music go together let me tell you how. R&B music more so than any other genre has a long standing of sexual innuendos in its lyrics. As an adult I realize that the songs I heard in my childhood are so nasty. The Isley Brothers with “Between the Sheets”, Al Green with “Simply Beautiful” or even Minnie Riperton with ” Inside My Love”. Sexual overtones sell albums. Early artist was subtle with the way they used their words. Music in the past last three to four decades is more erotic. Artist no matter their gender now feels comfortable putting pen to paper to express their Sex-Capades, and I can’t help but let my inner freak enjoy, so she can take control.

    There are quite a few of us that can remember recording music on a reel to reel. Waiting to catch that right song to create the perfect slow jam reel to play at the party. Are you the slow jam mixtape buying type to bump in your car or boom box? In the digital era are you like me have a playlist on your iPod, MP3, or even your phone that’s just for your sexual encounter. When I want to express what I want I start with a particular song on a specific playlist, set the mood, create the ambiance, and then I let nature take its course. If you don’t create one and make sure to explore your inner freak through music. So, if you relate to any of that then you my darling have a soundtrack to your sex life. Before I leave you today let me give you my audience a song “Slowly” by Syleena Johnson you’re welcome.

Love Always,

Ngina

 Good evening all welcome to my exotic playground. Tonight, we’re going to discuss the very taboo subject for people Sex Toys. There are all kinds of toys on the market that made to ensure that you achieve maximum pleasure. There’s a little something for everyone. I grew up in an era where having a dildo was taboo. An era where women didn’t really talk about having a vibrator. Now it’s an incredibly open and frank topic of conversation. Women plan passion parties, have open discussions about sex, buy sex toys with their significant others. As for me I have more of a bondage thing when it comes to sex toys and I’m into toys that allow my mate to be in control.

My new toy interest is a butterfly with a cordless remote. The thought of my sweetie being able to help me have an orgasm remotely is so devouring for my horny ass. We recently saw a video where this couple was walking, and he was playing with that remote. He almost made her knees buckle once or twice. That was the ultimate turn on for me, but enough about me and my current toy fascination let’s discuss the toys. Where do I begin, how about with me discussing what my favorite little trinkets over the years? I often look for toys that explore my kinkier nature.

In my youth I explored my fantasies that included dildos, vibrators, whips, chains, and other things. My personal favorite was a silk noose. I know, I know nooses are not the ideal sex toy; but for me it enhanced oral sex for both of us. My lover having control over the way I held his penis in my mouth was stimulation I really can’t explain. We also used it on him. I could control the entire way he would eat pussy. How long he stayed in one place, the way he flicked his tongue, when he could use his fingers. Like I said earlier in this blog my new fascination is this cordless butterfly we’ve introduced into our toy rotation. Ladies let me tell you how us buying the butterfly has changed sex and masturbation.

 Sex toys often allow for me to let my freaky ass nature to run free. Ladies, if I had to be truthful over the years sex toys have helped me find my likes and dislikes sexually. There’s nothing quite like developing and exploring one’s sexual proclivities. As I like to tell myself you’ll never know until you try it.

Love Always,

Ngina

     Sex and Parenthood two terms that often at odds with one another. Being a parent especially a mother is complicated on its own but once you throw in intimacy it becomes complicated. Children add a certain dynamic to your sex life. Children seem to sense when you are planning for an intimate evening for two. They’re having no parts of that. You’re child who often goes straight to bed with no fuss now needs six glasses of water and has to go to the bathroom four or five times.

     Children just seem to know when your going to enjoy something without them. That’s why you have to become creative.  Every now and then follow the words of Miguel and indulge in a quickie. No bite marks, no scratches and no hickies. If you can get with that then come get with me. Sneak off for a quick grope in the bathroom or kitchen. Every now and then steal a moment for yourselves. Help him remember that woman you were before motherhood took over.

     I’m not telling you to do anything that can harm your kids, I’m just suggesting that you prepare the children for bed earlier. Instead of 8pm try 7:30pm one night a week so that you can do all of the dirty little things you used to do that contributed to you being a parent. Once again this is only my opinion not anything more or less. 

 

      As you’re reading this ladies please block the sound of your mother’s voice telling you that good girls don’t. All to often ladies we have these dirty little thoughts that linger around in our pretty little heads. Way to often we keep them bottled up. Share them with him. I’ve said it before send him a text or write him a little note and place it in his pants pocket before he leaves for work. Don’t be afraid of what his response may be. 

     When you leave the little hand written not in his pocket spray a few drops of the perfume he likes. This way he’ll smell all day and read it over and over. Remember when you do this forget dinner, put the kids to bed( if you have kids), and meet him in the middle of your bed naked. OllHe’s spent all day fantasizing about your nasty little note, fighting an erection while he’s at work, waiting for the work day to end. Trust and believe ladies he will coming for you. Peeling out of his clothes as soon as he walks through the door. 

     When your texting him first ask him if he minds if you share. When he replies share what , you respond a little something that’s on my mind. Then you proceed to share dirty thoughts or two. If you’re too shy to type send him a picture of what you want him to do. Some men do better with visual aids. 

     So ladies here’s your challenge I’ll give you the opening line to start your text let your imagination run wild express your fantasies. Let’s play a little game I’ll tell you one of my dirty little fantasies and you tell me yours. Maybe later we can try them out. 

Tell me what makes feel sexy. Can you define feeling sexy? Is it that one thing that has you embracing all your perfect imperfections? Is it the softness of your skin, the way you walk, the way you smell, or is it what you wear? I’m curious as to what some women think makes them sexy. Is it that bra and panty set from Victoria Secret or La Perla? Do wear it with Manolo Blahnik’s, Christian Louboutin, or is it a pair of Jimmy Choo’s? Maybe you feel sexy in that towel when you walk out of the bathroom after a hot shower? Whatever it is that you do or wear how often do you that thing that brings out your inner sex kitten?

This message isn’t for everybody. Just those of you who make the men in my life seem so amazed by how soft my skin is. Listen your body is your personal temple treat it; pamper it, & it will take care of you. Today’s lesson is about creating a beauty regimen. I don’t often stick to mine because all too often I’m in a rush. First keep your body well hydrated. Drink water a few glasses of water a day helps bring about an inner glow. Do some research, ask questions find an exfoliating body scrub. Exfoliate at your skin routinely. Smooth out the dry rough patches that we often have. Get a mani/pedi soften up those hands and feet. No one wants anyone to rub sandpaper hands along their skin.

     Part two of this lesson is to find a nice body lotion set (Hint: Bath & Body) they have some genuinely nice scents. Play around with fragrances. Get one that is your everyday scent one that makes you feel like you can takeover the world. Then search for the one that makes you feel like you’re the sexiest woman on the planet. The aroma that exudes a confidence that borders on conceited. If you do find your scent at Bath & Body, please buy the body butter it has shea butter to help even the tone and texture. Work It Out. Please I know I do this every morning and evening.

      My part three is for my ladies that are in committed relationships. Take the time to do the same things for your partner. I’ve taken my sweetie to find a scent that works for him. I include my lover. He always brings something special. He has his own routine when it comes to my skin care. He likes to help me keep my skin moisturized. He hits the places I can’t reach, and I do the same for him. This always followed by a glass of wine and an intimate massage.

Love Always,

Ngina

Recently I entered an online group that freely discusses sex. A woman posted that she had never had an orgasm while having sex. She went on to explain that she has never climaxed ever. I was one of many that asked her if she had ever had one while masturbating. Her reply was that she’s never masturbated. So, people this evening let’s discuss masturbation. Do you masturbate? How do you masturbate? Do you do it while watching porn or while you’re fantasizing? Do you do it alone or do you have someone watch? Do you use your hands or toys? Do you use your lover’s fingers for penetration while you use your fingers for clitoral stimulation? Which way tickles your fancy? There are several ways and each one achieves the goal of orgasm.

           I personally have several ways I like to masturbate. My partner and I are voyeurs, we like to watch each other masturbate. This has created a comfortable space for each of us. Self-pleasure in my relationship is not an indication that we don’t orgasm during sex. It isn’t about our inability to climax during sex, it’s about the freedom to express and achieve pleasure. As a woman I know that society has placed a stigma on masturbation for women. That’s society’s stigma, it doesn’t have to be yours. Women masturbate and we have some great toys to help us out. Self-pleasure is the safest sex that you can engage in.

I personally try to engage my lover in my masturbation. I like when he licks and suck on my breast. Maybe a little pinching and squeezing. This also help him get in the mood. If your lover is like my lover, the type that aims to please then he’ll watch and learn so he can please you.

     All in all, self-pleasure is the best way to learn your body. To learn what makes you feel good. What helps you achieve the ultimate orgasm. I didn’t forget my single ladies you often are masters of your own orgasm. You know what you like, how you’re going to do it, and if there will be any toys involved. I applaud you for all the ways you please yourselves. Stay safe!

Love Always,

Ngina

         Why is this subject still so taboo? Are we so conditioned to believe that only women with questionable values and morals do this? Our mothers told us that good girls do not and put a biblical spin on it. Sex is good and all girls do it. As for oral sex women need to be reflective and introspective. If it is ok for him to spread your thighs, so that he can lick, suck, and occasionally finger fuck, then you my darling can learn how to give a mean blow job. The conversations that I have been engaged in are the reason for this blog. I am sorry ladies if you like when his face is between your legs and he comes up with his lips looking like glazed doughnuts, you need to return the favor. I was outside near my job when I heard a grown woman say that she does not give blow jobs. I was amazed, like what you mean you do not give blow jobs. All that came to my mind is that Lil’ Kim line “I used to be scared of the dick, now I throw lips to the shit. Handle it like a real Bitch.”   

         I am tired of hearing that shit I heard when I was younger from my mother’s generation about good girls do not. Stop that shit. Somewhere there is a bad girl with her man or your man’s penis all in her mouth. She is sucking his balls and licking the gooch. I am not saying that each man you have a sexual relationship with you should suck their dick but if this a long-term relationship, then think it over. Some of you ladies’ idea of sexual intercourse and foreplay are quite antiquated. Our mothers told us the things they told us so that we could maintain our reputations. This was not something to be carried into your bedroom as an adult. I say that because a man I know once quoted a proverb that said when I was a child I behaved and acted as a child. When I became an adult, I behaved and acted as an adult. I took that to mean leave the actions and thoughts of childhood behind. All that means is ladies grow up.

            Let me help you understand the benefits of good head. Here is a quick scenario. Your lover comes home from work and he looks tired.  This is the time for that mean blow job I was talking about. Tell him go shower before dinner is ready. Meet him in your bedroom while he still has that bathrobe or towel on, close and lock your bedroom door, remove the objects that impede your access, drop to your knees, and put his dick in your mouth. If you are unsure of your abilities let me help you. Ladies here is the lesson. You must go shopping to get the maximum out of this one. Buy pickles and blow pops. There are two types of head I recommend. The first is what I call the keep him hard. This one you master with the blow pop purchase. Then there is the second one. The one where your mouth and tongue make him want to explode in your mouth. This comes from the pickle purchase.

            So here we go. Let us start with the pickle. First you bite a small hole at the top of the pickle. Once you have a hole that you are comfortable with the size of (Ladies please do not make the hole larger than the width of your thumb) your goal is to suck all the juice out of the pickle. Just using your mouth and tongue. This will take practice and patience, but with time you should be able to drain the pickle of all its juice. If you, do it right you should be able to replicate the same actions on his dick. Making him anxious to cum. You choose the location of the release. Now with the blow pop, your goal is to suck the hard-shell candy off until you get to the bubblegum. The trick with this one is that you must control the urge to bite. This one often takes the longest to master especially if you have an oral fixation like I do. However, once you have this one under control, you can hop of his dick mid stroke, suck all of you off him, make that dick harder than a roll of quarters, and begin again.

            Before I leave you with this post just remember that there are pros and cons to every action. Weigh them out and choose the path that works for your relationship.

 

Love Always,

 

Ngina

 

 Ladies let us play a game tonight, a game that has only one rule. That one rule is that you release your inner freak. Ladies tonight I want you to leave all of inhibitions as well as your moral compass at the door. Tell him that he’s the guest of honor at an intimate party for two. Create a playlist that only has songs that generate the dirtiest of thoughts and makes you want to sit on his lap and grind one out. Make the bedroom your playroom for the night. How about tonight you be the entertainment? You don’t have to work the pole, you just have to work him.  you’re his private dancer. Make him beg and plead for it. Make him want you. Grind on him nice and slow. Tell him no touching. Make him bite his upper lip in anticipation of feeling your body up against his. 

      My inner freak is nasty as hell. My lover gives her a new name every time we play. When I wear my gray contacts, he calls me his wild child. He says that the gray contacts give off this sexual kitten vibe. Often, I dye my hair honey blonde to add spice and flair he calls me Blondie. My inner freak has no inhibitions when it comes to pleasing my lover. He likes when she comes to play. It is like I become a ball of sexual energy that has to be set free. There is no limit to ways I will allow my lover to enjoy me. Sometimes this comes with role playing. Tonight, ladies you are a stripper, no pole required in this VIP session. Find the skimpiest piece of lingerie that leaves nothing to his imagination. He knows what you want, and he can give it to you the way you want it. Be patient ladies do not rush this tickle and tease show. Tonight, for those of you with kids is adult only game night. This must be a game night he wants to have all the time.

            Do the dirty things you used to do when you were not the wife or co-habitating? Leave the bonnet, face mask, sweatpants, and baggy tee shirt in the drawer. Make him remember the time you met him at the front door in your bathrobe, or the time you snuck into his office in a long trench coat with nothing on underneath it. Even if you never did any of that, make him remember that for him you’re that nasty girl he first met. When you get it to rise between his thighs? Do what comes naturally enjoy him as he enjoys you. Ladies by all means let this evening with a happy ending for both of you. Have sex with the one you love and enjoy every moment of it.

Love Always

Ngina

This one ladies is a little bit different this time I celebrate my lover, for now we’ll say his name is Him. I have been in love with my Him for almost seventeen years. He makes me feel as if there is no other woman on this planet except me. I have loved Him in all stages. When we first met, he was my chocolate teddy-bear. All I ever wanted to do is cuddle but over the years he’s shed a few pounds. Still, all I want to do is cuddle. I used to tell myself that he didn’t make me feel safe in his arms. I would also tell myself that I can sleep in my bed without Him. I lied to myself repeatedly, I need to touch and smell this man before I can truly fall asleep. Like Usher said I got it bad. Ladies why do we lie to ourselves? He’s a living being part of us. We all know the way he feels and the way he smells. What does your him smell like? My him smells like warm homemade brown sugar cookies. That just means that he smells edible to me. There goes my oral fixation again. Ooh I need help with that I can relate just about some of anything to something I can put in my mouth.

In Him I have found myself lost in the warmth of his presence. How do I accurately express the way this man makes me feel? He is all that I ever want all the time. I can’t really imagine my life without Him. I love that he is the only person that can make me laugh like I have no cares in the world. Ladies if your him is anything like my Him, then he is the best thing about going to bed at night. Ladies don’t get me wrong I love waking up to him as well. He’s the thing that has us biting our bottom lip in the middle of a workday. He can make you smile, and he can make you frown. But all and all ladies your him makes you feel good. Mine does.

Recently I realized that when my him goes away I can’t sleep. I miss the way he snores, the way he cuddles, the way he nuzzles the back of my neck, most importantly the way he smells. When he goes away, I sleep diagonally in my bed, so I don’t realize that his side of the bed is empty. I wear his t-shirt for pajamas while he’s away. He is a special part of me he makes us possible. I love my him and I wouldn’t trade him for all the money in the world. Above all else I love him and I’m so in love with him. I truly do hope that it is mutual.

Love Always,

Ngina

How does the old adage go a lady in the streets but a freak in the bed. Ladies let out your inner sex kitten. Be more adventurous and let loose. Make him/ her remember you tonight and every night. If you need a little inspiration play Loose Control by Ledisi. Listen to the lyrics. As always this is only this bloggers opinion. Do what works for you.

Love Always

Ngina

This post about facial hair started out as a little ode to men with facial hair, specifically beards. I am not sure if some of you know who Khadeen Ellis is, but she is the inspiration for this ode and this blog. Mrs. Ellis was explaining to her husband why she wanted him to keep his beard. There was a small bottle of water on their dresser that she used as a prop to explain. Khadeen poured water into the cap of the water bottle. She proceeded to pour the contents of the cap in her husbands’ hand. She told him this is me without the beard. Then she poured the bottle of water directly in his hand and explained this her with the beard. That shit intrigued me. I mean my sweetie had a goatee at the time and I was enjoying the feel of pre-shaved stubble across my thighs.

             Over the years my sweetie has tried to maintain a full beard, but I always shot that shit down. The reason for that was he would always say that it itches. So, I was like if you scratch in your sleep, it gets cut. This time was different he wanted it and he was going to take care of it. My sweetie came home from the barber shop with his beard trimmed low and full. He brushed his face against the nape of my neck and my body began to tingle. This was a different tingle, the kind that made me want to feel his beard along my skin. Now I wanted to see if Mrs. Ellis was right. Damn was she ever. Khadeen ain’t never lie about that shit. That first night was mind blowing. My sweetie brushed that beard along my inner thigh and my body reacted like an addict wanting to get another hit. That night changed me and opened me up to a new sexual experience. Believe you me I like to try new things in my bedroom.

Oh my God ladies if I say I was leaking like a faucet the first time with a face full of all that scruff he pressed his pretty lips against my equally pretty ass brown lips. That tickle was amazing. Ooh that feeling of his beard brushing up against my inner thigh was unlike anything I have ever felt before. All I was saying in my mind is if this man run that beard across my clit one more time our kids are going to find out that their daddy is a nasty man. You know what their mommy likes it. That shit was so damn good it had me scooching my ass to the head of our bed. Ladies do not get me wrong; I always want the main course but now I want the appetizer as well. I know I cannot speak for all women. I can only speak for me, but he cannot shave that beard off anytime soon.

Ladies we need to take a moment and praise beards. You know that well-manicured thick scruff that resides around your man’s chin. That scruff that runs along your thighs when he leaves hickies on your thighs. That beard that tickles your inner thigh when he kisses those other pretty brown lips. That beard that soaks up all your wetness when he slides his tongue between your lips. That French kiss that is exchanged between those lips. Makes me praise that beard. Ladies tell him that we love when he slides his beard across your lips. His beard makes the pussy oh so wet that it tingles and begs for his tongue. Ladies let him know that we want our lips to meet at the intersection where our thighs collide. Here is to you the beard that fills his chin with thickness I love you today tomorrow and forever.

Love Always,

Ngina

     I started this post earlier but I couldn’t find the right words. So here it goes. Since the beginning of puberty I’ve had a very healthy sex drive. I found solace in novels by Jackie Collins and others who wrote similarly. My imagination allowed for me to have some of the greatest fantasies I could dream up in my pretty little head. That lead me to keeping a journal. A place where I could let my kinky mind be free. I could be free to explore my mind, body, and soul on these pages. My journals over the years have been the place where I could be me. I would write thoughts of him biting, licking, sucking, and kissing me.  His mouth, tongue, lips, and teeth would explore my body. 

     The problem with that was I was a teenager learning how to express my sexual desires. I was doing all of this while praying my parents didn’t find it. I’m always trying to find new ways to discreetly let my inner freak loose. My imagination is vivid, my love of wordplay is spectacular, and above all else my erotic nature screams from the rooftops somedays. My fascination with whips, chains, handcuffs, nooses, dildo’s, and all kinds of things that can tie me up. Bondage has a special place in my sexual journey. When I was in my twenties I learned that being tied up turned me on. The mere thought gets me hot and ooh so bothered.

     With everyone now having cell phones texting my sweetie is my new journal entry. Sharing the things I want him to do to me is freeing. My current outlet is this blog but sometimes it’s my sweeties phone. My name is Ngina Blakeney and I no longer worry about my parents finding out my dirty little secrets. I embrace my dirty mind, explore my sexual fetishes, indulge in my fantasies, role play, and give in to the things that make me feel good. I have learned a few more things since then and I’m willing to share with you. I have erotic thoughts all the time. Read them, enjoy them, and maybe even steal a few. Now that you know me happy reading.

                                                                                                                             Love Always,

                                                                                                                                    Ngina

Ok people let allow me to reintroduce myself. I’m Ngina but today you can join my friends and call me G. I’m closer to fifty than I am to forty. I’m genuinely happy every day with my sex life, but somedays I have a sexual itch that I need scratched. Kinky, erotic, dirty thoughts help scratch this itch. These are my kinky thoughts. The little adventures that take place in my mind. The way I relive my sexual escapades with my lover. I find myself often escaping the real world into my erotic daydream. My lover is very aware of this. I often share my daydreams with him. He enjoys the way I relive our sex life. He also likes when I tell him what I liked and what new ideas I have fantasized about. Ladies what are the kinky thoughts that run through your mind. Are you a whips and chains kind of girl, maybe a ropes and handcuffs, or maybe leather and lace? What I am into is a little bit of this and a lot that nasty shit.

  Ladies let’s have a good old fashioned girls’ night out conversation. Are you still stuck mentally that only men fantasize about sex? Do you still believe that your lover should initiate sexual contact? I’m her to say it’s okay to want it, dream about, talk about, and be as nasty as you want to be when you do it. Sex can be so much fun if you let it be. Release your inner kinky. Set her free. Introduce your lover to that nasty bitch that dwells inside that he met when you talked dirty during phone sex. Take a selfie. Don’t be body conscious remember he already loves that body the way it is. Send your lover that pick with a dirty little hashtag #sexwithyouislike. Share the horny, nasty, freaky, hell even the kinky side of you. Discover your inner freak and let her out.

Tell your lover that you give him the green light which translates to you give him permission to enjoy your special late nights that you save just for him. Turn it up a notch. Treat him to an ice-cream sundae in bed. Whip cream, caramel, hot fudge, cherries, and ice cream. Get sticky let him lick it off. Whip cream and cherries on the areola and nipples. Watch him bite, lick, and suck it all off as he tries to swallow your breast. Teach him what you like. Have that G-spot orgasm that squeezes and oozes all over him. Enjoy the look on his face when he feels a wetness that makes him want you more. Enjoy sex ladies it is about your pleasure as much as it is about his. Let the late-night games begin.

Love Always,

Ngina

Yes ladies I’m opening the gates and inviting men into our not so secret secret.

For the most part many women don’t always match bra and panties, but when we do there is an underlying reason. The picture above this little post explains it all. I like pretty bras and panties especially when I can match. But if I must admit it it’s because I try to get him to want to be late for work and fuck the shit out of me before I go to work. I never know when my set is going to have him anticipating getting me home and undressed. So every morning I give him a preview, that way he knows what’s beneath my clothes. When I have an agenda I stick to it. Personally I prefer to wear boyshorts. Just a little ass showing, enough for him to stop and touch. Every morning I hear my personal theme music in my head when he looks. Currently my theme song is Loose Control by Ledisi. Why you ask well here it is. The lyrics speak to my frame of mind when I’m with him. She say I don’t even have to ask, I’m the best you ever had. So each day my goal is to have him lost between cleavage and a glimpse of my ass. Honestly I like when my cleavage wins. He has a way of inhaling the current scent of the day making me love when he smells me. Try it sometimes he may surprise you.

Love Always,

Ngina

       

    When all you can think about is this but you’ve got kids, are single, or have to go work. Don’t end the thought write it. Share it with your significant other. Send a text, write a little note to leave on his/her pillow, write it in your journal. Do something with it so that you savor the thought later. Remember sex and intimacy are only partially physical but it always mental. I often am a texter my sweetie often says that my text come at the most inappropiate times. Most often when some is standing or sitting at his desk. Now I call and ask him if I can share.

Love Always,

Ngina

          This is very new to me I’m not an open person but the other day someone asked me if I ever thought of sharing some of my thoughts with people. I often send my sweetie text messages of my random dirty thoughts. I try to keep them tame so that I don’t put him in an awkward position at work. So now I’ve taken to a public forum to help express some of my fantasies. This is my new public outlet for all my inner taboos. I want people to read and share with me. I want to explore my fetishes. Talk about the questions I have or even had about sex. My blog is my invitation for women to let down their hair and unleash their inner freak. Wish me luck.

          Sometime around thirteen when my hormones decided that a full explosion was necessary, I discovered lust. I know that we as women are taught to believe that only boys are horndogs, but that is such a lie. Instead of wanting to hold a boy’s hand or sneak a kiss, I wanted him to touch me while he kissed me. That began my curiosity with sex, and with the curiosity came the questions.

          My blog is my thirty-five-year journey through sex and all the antiquated ideas of what is to be a girl/woman when it comes to sex. My journey has forged me into a sexually confident and free woman I am.

HAPPY READING

-NGINA

How did I get to the point where I felt a need to share my inner freak? Let’s start from the beginning about four years ago my sex drive changed. I’ve always had a voracious sex drive that has gotten me into a variety of troubles. This time it was different. I’m in a committed relationship that I enjoy being in. My lover, soulmate, best friend, and companion is not where I am. He has often indulged in my sexting and coy flirting over the phone. One night we were sitting talking and he asked me if I ever thought about sharing some of the things that I like via a blog. I called my best friend in the entire world, and she said she doesn’t think that she couldn’t but believes I could because I’m the group social butterfly.

           Her exact words that people flock to me when I speak. I guess it is because my parents always told me no one hears the person who remains silent. So, I speak about things I’m passionate about. When I was younger all the afterschool specials, TV movies, mini-series, etc. always taught girls that you have to wait to be in love to lose your virginity. That women were somehow different from men when it came to sex. We were taught that good girls don’t. The truth is that all girls do eventually whether they are good or naughty. I want to write openly about things that captured my attention when I was younger. Honest post about sex, fantasies, masturbation, oral sex, and a host of other things that I’ve experienced or heard about in my life from both men and women.

           Everybody wish me luck as I discuss these things from my point of view or even my personal experience.

Love Always,

Ngina