Google is my friend
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Posted:Jun 6, 2013 7:40 pm
Last Updated:Jun 30, 2013 6:07 pm
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Just for shits and giggles, I Googled my username.
Did you know I was a 25 year old black porn actress and cam model? 
Also.....I discovered this blog on LOTS of different sites with different names! Call me naive, but I thought this blog was only HERE. One more reason to not use face pics. And it's too bad too, cause I have a cute face...
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Ramblin' around!
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Posted:Jun 5, 2013 2:39 pm
Last Updated:Sep 26, 2014 1:57 pm
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Sorry y'all...I've been traveling around and haven't been able to spend the time on here that I would like. Things are slowing down soon (I hope!).
In the meantime....here's a sexy little shot I took with my cell phone cam (hence the artsy grayish look):
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Game players--A Rant
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Posted:May 12, 2013 8:26 am
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2013 5:58 pm
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Since I started dating again, I've had a couple of experiences that have really pissed me off. Before I launch into this rant, let me clarify a couple of things:
1. I am not looking for a serious relationship at this point. Friends with benefits suits me fine.
2. I do not expect anyone I date to be exclusive to me, because I am not exclusive to them, unless I choose to be.
3. I DO, however, expect mutual respect from the men I date. If for some reason you no longer want to see me, TELL ME instead of playing stupid games! I would do that with you.
/rant ON
One recent experience was with a man that I had met once. We spent lots of time talking on the phone and texting prior to our meeting. He is very dominant (which I really like) and had told me exactly what would happen on the date. I followed it all to the letter, right down to what he wanted me to wear (or not, as the case may be). It was a fun night, and we began planning the next rendez-vous.
He was going to be away on business prior to our second meeting. Our communication was limited, but still somewhat regular. Then suddenly, nothing. Not a word. Not a phone call. Not an email. Nothing. He still has not replied to me.
The second experience is with a guy that was more local. We met a couple of times--once for lunch and once for fun. After that we would make plans and something would always come up at the last minute for him that made him cancel. He would call or text last minute other times to see if I was free (read: booty call). I wasn't always busy, but didn't want him to think I was just some skank he could fuck whenever he wanted. Recently we made plans AGAIN and AGAIN he broke them--this time with a phone call rather than a text. "Sorry I can't see you. I've been seeing someone else and it is not fair to her for me to see you." FINALLY he came clean about it! Why didn't he do this weeks ago instead of jerking me around? Believe me, I would have understood and moved on. Now it has just made me pissed off.
All I ask and expect is honesty and respect. Don't play stupid games like not responding to communication or making plans just to break them. Be a fucking adult instead of a middle school boy.
/rant off
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My First HNW Contribution: In the Shadows
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Posted:May 5, 2013 9:48 am
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2013 5:52 pm
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There's a group on here called HNW Bloggers who participate in a sitewide-phenomenon known as Half-Nekkid Wednesdays. There is a theme each week. This week's theme: "In the Shadows." Here's my contribution:
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Deep in the Woods
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Posted:May 3, 2013 3:41 pm
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2013 5:40 pm
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Deep in the Woods
(inspired by GigglesandLucky--look up their profile!)
I’ve always been an outdoorsy kind of gal. I love the smell of the earth, the sound of rushing water from a river, birds singing sweetly from the many tree branches that lined the path to one of my favorite spots. It is there that I am able to relax and unwind—and undress. The way the fresh air feels as it caresses my bare skin is like no other sensation I have experienced. I usually wear a sundress with no undergarments to minimize losing clothing.
I love to go to my favorite spot by the river at midday during the week, before the sun makes it uncomfortably hot. I bring a thick, comfy sleeping bag, a book, and some sunscreen (nothing ruins a good outdoor experience like sunburn on my naughty bits!). One of my favorite things to do in my quiet, secluded spot is explore my body. I lightly stroke my sunkissed breasts and guide my way down to my smooth pussy. The combination of the elements, the sounds and my own hand brings me to wave after wave of orgasm.
One day, as I headed to my favorite spot, I heard sounds I had not heard in the woods before. It was the low, soft moans of a woman’s voice. I ducked behind a thick shrub and peeked around to see a young couple, completely naked, making love on a blanket. From my vantage point, I could see that she was on her back, legs spread wide open, with her lover’s dark curly head between them. He must have been doing something right, because she was wiggling and squirming under his touch. I could feel my own area between my legs moisten. Without a conscious thought, I lifted my dress and began to play with my swollen clit.
The young man then laid on his back, and I could see his hardened cock pointing to the sky. His lover spun around and placed her pussy directly on his face, then promptly began to lick and suck ever inch. Oh, how I envied her! It had been awhile since I had sucked a cock, and watching her head bob up and down made my hunger grow. I rubbed my clit faster. I felt my own breath grow quicker and deeper. I must have moaned out loud, because I then heard the voice of the young woman say, “What was that?”
Hearing her snapped me back into reality. I tried to duck behind the bush, but apparently wasn’t quick enough.
“We hear you over there. Come on out.”
I stood up, with my pussy juice running down my leg and my cheeks glowing with embarrassment. I headed toward them saying “I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean to interrupt you. You see, this is where I….”
“It’s okay,” said the young man. “We love to play in the woods, especially if there is a chance we may be caught. It heightens the excitement.”
I definitely understood that!
“We were wondering when you were going to get here,” said the young woman. I must have had a puzzled look on my face that caused her to say, “We know you come here regularly. We watched you from behind those trees last week. You looked like you were having a pretty good time.” She grinned knowingly. My face felt even hotter….so I was being watched! How fucking erotic is that! I could barely look at the young man’s face because his partially-erect cock distracted me.
“Would you like to join us?” he said with a smile.
“I---I” I stammered, not knowing what to say.
“It’s fine….really…”said the young woman softly. She walked a few steps toward me, her outstretched hand reaching for my large breasts. A gentle touch on my right nipple sent shocks through me. She lifted her head toward mine and planted a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. Although I had never kissed a woman before, I instinctively knew what to do next.
I pulled her closer and kissed her more passionately. I felt the strong hand of her partner tugging at the ties on the top of my sundress. It slipped off my naked body and landed in a pool around my feet.
She took my hand and led me to their blanket. We both lay next to each other, still kissing and caressing each other’s nakedness. I felt the differences in our bodies—she was much thinner than I, and I could feel toned muscles on her arms and legs, a big contrast to my soft, fleshy curves.. Her breasts were pink and perky and fit in my hands nicely. The smoothness of her damp pussy was exciting.
I could see the young woman’s lover standing over us, cock in hand, relishing the sight of his woman tasting the joy of another woman. I reached my hand up to touch his wonderful cock, so hard and purple, ready to burst from its skin. I wanted it in my mouth so badly! Immediately I got on my knees and gobbled his shaft like I hadn’t had a meal in months. He moaned and placed his hand on the back of my head as I sucked him. I felt the young woman’s head go between my legs, and her hot tongue disappeared between my fleshy pussy lips. Oh God! Between his cock and her tongue, I couldn’t hold back anymore. My orgasm was so intense that ejaculate squirted right out and into the young woman’s eager mouth.
I was torn—I wanted to return the favor to my new young girlfriend, but I wanted that dick to pound my cunt hard. The perfect solution, of course, was to lay her in front of me, legs spread while I was on my knees getting fucked from behind. The best of all worlds!
The three of us stayed there for the next few hours, until the sun started disappearing in the west. We kissed and licked and sucked and fucked in every conceivable combination and position. It was getting cooler, which meant it was time to go. We exchanged email address and made plans to do it all again next week.
As we gathered our clothes and blankets and started heading on the path toward the parking lot, I glanced over my shoulder and saw a fisherman standing in the river, shorts partly down, stroking his throbbing dick. Looks like we had more than just the birds and squirrels as our audience that afternoon. 
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First Meeting
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Posted:Apr 20, 2013 10:21 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2013 8:13 pm
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She was getting ready for their first date. A combination of anxiety and euphoria filled her brain. Shifting back and forth from apprehension to joyful anticipation, she replayed the conversations of the last week in her mind. She picks up her phone to look at his picture again when she sees a text from him.
Her first thought" "That of a bitch is cancelling at the last minute!" Instead, it says just this:
" I am early. Be there in five minutes. Greet me at the door totally naked. No words, just a kiss. The kiss will tell all we need to know. The robe will slip off of you and, without a word, I will take you. Then dinner and more sex."
His words made her catch her breath. This, she thought, could be the start of something wonderful.......
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The Loan, Part Two
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Posted:Apr 20, 2013 10:09 pm
Last Updated:Oct 18, 2013 10:11 am
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The Loan (Part Two)
David pressed the call button for the elevator. I could feel George’s hand in the small of my back as we boarded. The elevator was glass on three sides and overlooked the atrium of the hotel. George guided me to the back of the elevator and, in one motion, hiked up my skirt, exposing my naked pussy and ass. My first instinct was to push his hand away and pull my skirt back to where it was, but I knew it would not please George. I looked below to see an elderly couple watching my naked cunt go up in the air as it made its journey to the penthouse floor.
The elevator doors opened directly into David’s hotel suite. The furniture was mostly white, and the marble tile floor echoed the steps from my high-heeled shoes. To the right was a mirrored bar stocked with everything and anything alcoholic. The door to the right contained the bedroom, complete with a huge king-size four poster bed.
“What can I fix you to drink? Another martini?” David asked me.
“No, thanks…..how about an amaretto sour this time?”
“Coming right up. And for you, George?”
“Makers Mark on the rocks, my friend.”
“You got it.” He brought the drinks over to us on the couch and sat right next to me. He sipped his drink, then sat in on the coffee table and began exploring me again with his hands. It didn’t take him long to get my blouse unbuttoned and expose my big tits and erect nipples.
George moved across from the couch to the loveseat so he could get a good view of his property being used by his friend. By now my legs had parted and pussy juice coated the inside of my thighs. David’s thick fingers found their way again to my wetness and began to go up and down my crack. Oh yes, just how I like it!!
“Remember David, you can use her however you like. And I must tell you..her cock sucking is first rate.”
“Really?” David queried. “Let’s see…..” He brought out his swollen cock , and I didn’t need to be told what do with it. On my knees I went. He let out a sigh as I lowered my mouth right on the head of it, licking every inch from top to bottom. I sucked him until he couldn’t take it anymore. Waves of hot jizz squirted right down the back of my throat.
“This is one hot slut you have here, George,” said David.
“Yep, Jasmine is definitely a fine slut. And she keeps getting sluttier, if that’s even possible. She will do whatever I tell her to do.”
He was right.
It wasn’t long before David’s cock was once again rock hard. He lifted me to my feet and said, “Ride it.” I straddled him and lowered myself down onto his shaft. His thickness spread my tight pussy wide. God it felt so good! I began to bounce on it with a slow and steady rhythm. He licked and sucked my nipples, which made my clit tingle that much more. I can tell that neither David nor I were going to last very long. My wetness gushed over his crotch as I came to a shuddering climax while he filled my hole completely.
I climbed off his cock and sat next to him. I saw George’s gaze across the room—a mixture of lust and pride—as he watched the contents of my cunt roll down my legs.
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Bedtime Story: The Loan
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Posted:Mar 9, 2013 7:01 pm
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2014 7:31 pm
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The Loan
I had been seeing him only a short while, but every encounter with him had been more exciting than the one before. So when my text alert rang that afternoon and I saw his name on my screen, I could feel my panties dampen--sort of a Pavlovian response. He wanted to see me again tonight. He gave specific instructions and the address of the hotel bar where we were to meet.
I dressed exactly how he instructed—red, silky blouse that was quite see-through in certain lighting circumstances, black Lycra skirt that hugged my curves perfectly, black patent leather platform peep toe pumps, black thigh-high stockings with black garter belt. No bra, no panties. I felt my cheeks glow hot (from embarrassment or arousal, I’m not certain) as I wandered through the bar looking for him.
The place was pretty crowded that night. I made my way through the sea of bodies, brushing up against women and men alike, thanks to my ample curves and generous breasts. I received mostly smiles from the gents and pissed off faces from the gals (there were a few women that seemed to like all that softness brushing past them, however).
Finally I spotted him sitting near the end of the bar. He was sipping some amber-colored drink swimming in ice cubes from a short, clear glass. Just the sight of him got my pulse going. A myriad of thoughts ran through my mind: Will he approve of my wardrobe? Of me wearing my long auburn hair slightly curly? Will he notice that I made my eye makeup look particularly smoldering, and my lips particularly red? What will he have me do for him tonight? It didn’t matter. Whatever it was, I would do it.
I didn’t notice at first glance, but he was talking to a gentleman sitting on the stool next to him. He was sandy-haired and had the physique of a football player, with broad shoulders and solid biceps that could be seen through his light blue dress shirt. I wondered if this was someone you already knew, or had just met.
“And here she is now,” you said, turning towards me. “Hello, my pet. I want you to meet David.”
David’s steel blue eyes flashed at me knowingly as he extended his hand for mine. “Jasmine, it’s a pleasure. George has told me so much about you,” he said, bringing my hand to his lips for a kiss. I was pretty certain what you must have told him. My cheeks felt hot.
I smiled sweetly. “Very nice to meet you, too.” By then I knew what the plan was—to be David’s entertainment for the evening.
George stood up from his stool and invited me to sit between him and David. I looked at George as I slid onto the stool. He had that look in his eye that I had seen before when he offered my body as a playtoy for whomever he chose. He enjoyed owning me. And I enjoyed him owning me.
“The lady will have an apple martini,” George said to the bartender. “My pet loves her sweet drinks.” I giggled quietly. “Thank you, Sir.”
I could feel David’s eyes on me. I turned to see him looking down towards my breasts. My nipples were responding to the room’s slightly chilly temperature. I wanted to cover up. I had never been this “undressed” in public before. But I knew it would displease George. “I own your body,” he told me early on in our relationship, “and I want everyone to see it. It belongs to me.”
“So David….what do you think of my pet? Isn’t she everything I described?” George said. Feeling embarrassed, I bowed my head and took a sip of my drink.
“Oh yes, and more,” David replied lustfully. “Can I touch her?” His outstretched hand brushed the side of my breast.
“You may do with her whatever you want, my friend. I am loaning you to her for the evening.” I felt a little panicked, and turned to look at George. He communicated with his eyes not to worry, that I was safe with David. Knowing that I was protected, I relaxed a bit.
David lightly cupped his hand over my breast and rubbed the nipple with the palm of his hand, making it even harder. I shivered a bit. He continued traveling to the other breast with one hand while reaching for the back of my neck. He lightly, but purposefully, grabbed a handful of my auburn locks and pulled me into him for a kiss. I followed his lead, and rubbed my tongue lightly with his. The hand that once touched my breasts migrated south to my thigh and pushed the short skirt up even further. He used one finger to find my wet slit and moved it up and down, from clit to hole and back, slowly. I squirmed and wiggled. I was aware that we were on barstools and that other people could see what was going on, but felt helpless to do anything about it. At the same time, I loved having his hands all over me. I loved feeling like an object for sexual pleasure.
“George, I think I’m ready to move this little party to my room,” David announces as he removed his finger from my pussy and held it to his nose, breathing in my scent. “Mmmmm…she’s ready.” He put his sticky finger over my lips and onto my tongue. My lips formed an “o” around his index finger as I licked off the familiar tasting juices.
George placed a $50 bill on the counter as David helped me off the stool. There was a wet spot on it—the evidence of my arousal.
(I’ll continue this story if there is interest.)
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Good Little Slut
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Posted:Mar 2, 2013 8:58 pm
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2014 7:30 pm
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You and I already know one another. You've been plotting something for a few days, but would not tell me what's going on.
You come to pick me up at my place. You greet me with a warm, wet kiss that sends shivers down my spine. I want to just drag you to my bedroom, but you stop me.
"There's time for that later. We're going for a ride."
"Oh yeah? Where to?"
Without saying a word, you pull a black cloth from your pocket. It is soft and silky and totally opaque. "Turn around."
I tremble a little….a mixture of trepidation and excitement. I barely know you, but somehow I know I can trust you. I do as I am told, and everything goes dark.
I can hear the jingling of keys and the opening of the door as you gently guide me through the doorway and down the steps into your waiting car. My heart is pounding a mile a minute. I feel the pressure of the seatbelt across my chest and belly as you secure me into the seat. You brushed your hand across my breasts, causing the nipples to harden even more than they already were. I just know my nipples are really protruding through the thin material of my blouse. I can feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment.
I can hear you climb into the driver’s side, clicking your own seat belt, and starting the engine. With the car in gear, we are off to parts unknown (well, unknown to me, anyway).
I am relying totally on my other senses now—the sounds coming from the road, the smooth jazz pouring out of the radio, the scent of your masculine cologne wafting to my nose. I feel the very light, warm touch of your hand on my leg, starting at my knees and traveling up. My natural reaction is to stretch my arm to the left and start touching you, but I am stopped mid air with the same hand that was touching me. You placed my hand back in my lap. Ahh, I see now…you want TOTAL control.
We drove around for what seemed like hours. Finally, the car pulled off the street and stopped.
“Wait here.” I hear the opening and shutting of the driver’s door.
I sat in my seat squirming. Where am I? What is he doing? I am tempted to peek under the opaque cloth that covers my eyes, but resisted the urge. I am so aroused I feel my juices moistening the crotch of my panties.
You finally return, and set the car in motion again, this time only for a few minutes before parking again. This time, you come to my side to get me and help me out. You guide me with great care to the final destination. I hear an electronic beep and the turning of a handle. We are at a hotel somewhere.
You guide me to the edge of a bed. I sit down and remove my shoes. I feel you standing in front of me, stroking my hair. I reach out for you again, and you grab both arms. “Not yet.”
“When? I want you so badly.”
“You’re going to be a little busy for awhile.”
“I am? Doing what?” Silence. You start unbuttoning my blouse and pulling it away from my shoulders. You bring me to my feet and begin to unzip the back zipper of my skirt, pushing it over my hips and down to the floor. Your hot breath breathes into my ear. You gently guide me to a spot on the bed, on my back.
I can feel some of your body weight as you lay on me, fully clothed. You start kissing me—on the chin, over the jaw, to my neck. I feel my breathing getting huskier.
“My sweet, you are going to be the best little tonight. Everyone will love you.”
“Everyone? Who is everyone?”
“Oh, just a few friends from HotMatch.com. I invited a few select gentlemen to join us here. You are going to look beautiful with cocks in your mouth, pussy and ass…and all covered with cum. Yes…just beautiful…”
I swallowed hard. So that’s what he’s been planning—a gangbang for me. The mixed emotions going through me are blowing my mind.
“So, let’s get you ready,” he said as he reached around to unhook my black lace bra. “For now, you are to lie on your back on the bed. You will play with every cock that comes within your reach. You will suck each one and let each one fuck you. You will not speak throughout this. You will follow any additional directions as I give them to you. Do you understand?”
I took a deep breath. “You will be here with me, right? You won’t leave me?” I can handle this as long as you are near me protecting me.
“I won’t leave you. I promise. And if you ever feel like you are overwhelmed and need to stop, just say RED LIGHT and I will stop everything.”
“Thank you,” I say, giving a big sigh of relief. I am startled by a knock on the door.
“Showtime!” you say. I can hear the smug grin in your voice. I feel my body tremble with excitement as the door knob turns. I hear two men’s voices—yours and a strangers.
“Come on in….this is Jasmine.”
“Wow, you said she was a beauty—you were right!” I feel my cheeks glowing hot.
“She has some nice big tits,” our guest says in a low voice.
“She does, doesn’t she? Feel free to touch them.”
I feel him climbing onto the bed. Based on how deep the mattress sank I guess he is a big man. I feel a hand glide up my belly and to my dangling breasts. Our guest cups one breast in his hand while playing with the nipple with his other hand. I squirm on the bed, wanting to moan aloud, but trying to hold it in.
“Let’s see what’s under here,” says the husky voiced stranger as his hands slip off my black lace panties. Now I am totally naked and have no idea who the man is that is touching me all over. He slips his hand over my mons pubis, slipping a finger in as he goes. I gasp.
“Damn, she’s already wet. Little slut.” I wiggled under his touch. I feel a hand grasping mine (not sure if it is his or yours) and guiding it to a crotch that contained an extremely hard cock. I fumble for the zipper.
Just then I hear another knock on the door and more male voices, two of them new. I can feel my cheeks flush even more. Strange men are here to use me for their pleasure. And I have to obey.
Time passes—how much time I don’t know. When I come back to my senses, I feel my pussy and ass throbbing and my body covered in sticky jizz. I have no idea how many cocks I had. I have no idea what the men looked like that violated me. The room is quiet, and I feel you removing my blindfold. For the first time in many hours, I am able to see. The light in the room is dim (thankfully). I look at you smiling at me.
“Did you have fun?” you smirk.
I can’t speak—I just give you a punch-drunk grin. You help me up on my wobbly legs and I stumble to the bath to take a shower. You join me and help me wash off all smut and filth left behind by strange men. You pat me dry with a towel and lead me back to bed.
“Before we go to sleep….wanna see something?” You pull out a digital camera and begin showing me photos you took during the evening. There are pictures of me with a dick in each hand, a dick in my mouth, getting my ass and pussy fucked, cum dripping out of both holes. I feel so embarrassed and so excited at the same time.
You wrap your arms around me. “You did wonderful, my little slut. Very proud of you.”
“Thank you.” I feel so safe in your arms. I relax and enjoy playing with your chest hair as I drift off to dream.
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If you want to get into my panties.....
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Posted:Mar 1, 2013 9:27 pm
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2014 7:29 pm
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....showing me your dick pic ain't gonna do it. Your respect for me as a person means more to me than how big your manhood is. So try a more polite approach, like... Hello, how are you tonight?
Just sayin'.....
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