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I tell you to change position. You get on all fours. Doggy. Face down ass up. I stick my condomless in your pussy half way then remove it. You weren’t going to get it that easy. I start kachabali-ing you. Describe it. Details. I rub my dick on your wet clit and pussy. I feel the wetness as I rub up and down. Round and round, focus on your clit. Then lower, slide it in a bit. Remove then repeat. Frankie grabs your ass as I do it. Ooh! That feels so good! If you stop I’m going to kill you!!! I grab your hair, pull you towards me and and tell you that we’ll always fuck you this way. Then I thrust my thick dick in you fully for the first time. Frankie spreads your ass cheeks as I ram into your wet cunt. Oh yes!!! I want you both inside me. This pussy is mine and his. I’m yours, all yours. Have me! Fuck me! Please!!! I get on my back now. You get on top and straddle my dick. I feel your tightness. You lean forward and as you enjoy the feel of my dick, Frankie positions himself behind you and puts a finger in your ass gently, then applies lube. I moan as it enters! The pressure is delicious! I’m getting wetter on your dick. He removes his finger and starts teasing your asshole with his dick. Before he enters, you have to promise us something. Anything. That this pussy belongs to us now. I promise. And that ass too. It belongs to you and Frankie. No one else. My ass is yours! My whole body belongs to you! And you will let us fuck you any time we want. Anytime. Every second of everyday! Whenever you want me. I’m yours. You are our slut. I’m your slut! Now fuck me! He now slides his dick slowly into your tight asshole. You moan in such pleasure! He goes in until he’s balls deep. I feel so full. With both of you inside me. Never come out, I’d be too empty without you two. We won’t ever come out baby. Our job is to pleasure you. We both start making rocking movements. Can you feel each other moving inside me? Yeees!!!!! I can feel his dick in your ass. He can feel yours too. It’s making him even harder inside me. Fuck! And its making me even harder in you. Fuck! It makes us enjoy it even more. The sensation of feeling that is crazy! Keep fucking me. Don’t stop. Feel your dicks rubbing against each other through me, as you fuck this body that belongs to both of you. I won’t stop baby. Fuck! I need you both to go faster. I continue thrusting harder as he does the same. And our balls kind of touch… Oh? How does that feel? It feels really good. Fuck! Never felt that before. We thrust even faster now. Keep thrusting so that they keep touching. I grab your ass and go even harder. Fuck! They keep touching!!! His hand snakes forwards to play with my clit. Fuck! You can feel his hand, on you, near your dick as he strokes my clit. Oh my goodness! I don’t expect it but I fuck you harder so I can keep on feeling it there. It’s so close and his balls are still rubbing on yours. Oh fuck! I start moaning gently. This is pleasure beyond any I’ve ever experienced. I kiss your neck as you moan and Frankie’s other hand grabs my tit. And I spank your ass. His knuckles are rubbing against your nipple as he plays with mine. My nipple gets hard. And you look at me with such lust. When you’re spanking me your fingers graze his thigh…he moans and pounds my ass harder. Fuuuuck!!! I keep spanking you to keep grazing his thigh and I pound your pussy harder. He goes harder and faster so that you’re kind of spanking him too. In my pussy I’m sooo wet his finger slips… Oh fuck! I almost cum…but I don’t. You keep fucking me. Feeling his finger there feels so good… Your dicks are for my pleasure. They are all yours. To do anything with. He starts rubbing your dick as it comes out of my wet pussy. Shit! He slowly gives me a hand job now. The head is still inside your pussy at this point. You grab his thigh because it feels so good! I grab it and kiss you. I kiss you back…The sensations you two are giving me with your hard dicks are driving me wild. I’m about to cum… He continues to rub my dick as you watch and rub your clit. He’s still fucking my ass…I want us to cum together. Fuck! Your hand on his thigh makes him go faster. He strokes my dick faster. I’m about. I put my dick back in your pussy. You fuck me hard and the heads of your dicks touch through the linings of my pussy and ass. That makes us all cum at the same fucking time. You cum so hard  as we both cum in you! He cums in your ass while I cum in your pussy. Our ass and pussy. The cum is dripping and mixing… Yes they all mix. His with mine. Mine with his. Ours with your wetness. We’re all wet with each other’s cum and it’s fucking incredible! And sweaty. Fuck! That was amazing! You made my dick so fucking hard! I’ve never had those thoughts! My clit is still twitching! Never Ever? No, never. But they made me harder. Lol. Would you want to try it? Yeah…I think I would actually…

THE TRUTH SHALL SET YOU FREE We are all liars. We lie to each other everyday. I’ve told so many lies in my few years under our Earth’s sun! Lies I didn’t have to tell. I’ve lied for fun, and for revenge. I never lie because I need to. I, in fact, tell the absolute truth in circumstances where anyone else would’ve lied. Are you cheating? Yes. Do you smoke weed? Yes. Are you gay? No, I’m bisexual. There other lies though, the unnecessary ones, they’ve added up and they’re weighing me down. They’re sooo many! Too many. And lately I feel like a weird amalgam of Jim Carrey in Liar Liar and Eddie Murphy in 1000 words. I have very few words left in my repertoire and they can only be truths. I came to a self realization two nights ago, about why I started writing again. As always, when it comes to women, it involves a guy. The love of my life this one, and he disappointed me. Oh how he disappointed! I wanted to punish him. No, no, no guys, nothing bdsm-y here. Not hurt him, but punish, teach him something. That’s where life’s lessons come from, you know? From punishment. All the consequences of your actions are basically just you being punished. Life isn’t a bitch, it’s a mother. I needed him to know exactly why we didn’t work out. All our fights towards the end didn’t quite drive the point in. It wasn’t all just for him though…no. I was also for my next, and for the one after that. I need to work out at some point… We keep on being told that communication is key to the success of any relationship. People interpret this as an outpouring of words, any words, aimed at a loved one. Those words don’t have to be true or hold any real meaning to you. Talk, talk, talk, but we’re all saying nothing. Just saying a bunch of random nonsensical words to this loved one should make a difference, because, hey! Communication is everything! You can probably tell that this strategy didn’t work out for me. I have been lying to the men in my life. They know a version of me that’s faker than Nikki Minaj’s ass. It was fun for a while, lying. It was also safe. They couldn’t reject me if they didn’t know me. If we broke up it wasn’t because they didn’t like me, it was this other person they couldn’t stand. I’m tired now. I can no longer act. I’m no good at it. So I’ve decided to be honest. To be myself in all my nasty glory. Atakaye nipenda anipende nilivyo. I’m too lazy to tell each guy that comes along all that I am and have been. I’d much rather talk about tomorrow and who I want to become. I need them to know in advance who they’re dealing with. So, I’m writing it all down once and for all. Do you want to know me? Read me. I promise that it’s the truth and nothing but. This is why I tell you exactly what’s on my mind. No frills, no masks, no corsets, no make up. I give you my thoughts unadorned and it just so happens that what’s usually on my mind is sex đŸ™‚ I couldn’t hide it anymore. I’m always thinking about sex. I reckon I have been since I discovered the minx within my nappy. My curiosity about sexual nature is boundless and I’ve only just unleashed it. How much harm do we do ourselves and because we’re afraid to show our true faces? I’m freaky, I know that, I always have. I insinuate it to my partners but never really elaborate on how deep the freakishness goes. I’m a coward in that respect. Allowing what others might think to dictate how I live my life. Do you like feet a little too much? Do you find the sight of blood arousing? Are you a bisexual male? Are you into women with armpit hair? Do you like doggie but loathe going on top? Hate sucking tits but cum when a woman farts during? ‘How freaky can you get?’ is the game we should be playing in our relationships. Hii mambo ya kujificha inatuumiza!