Feeling Brand New

Feeling Brand New

 Writing helps me cope with the crazy past I have lived. I am now very happy and content in my life I overcame my demons probably through this writing. I hope these connect to anyone out there. These stories are from real life experiences. 

  • Feeling Brand New
    Published 2 years ago
    Tinder Tutor

    Tinder Tutor

    I'm not a dating expert and I don't specialize in this kind of stuff, this is just my opinion on Tinder and what I've encountered. I can't possibly be the only woman tired getting dick pics? And yes you can't send photos through Tinder but if you link your Instagram or Snapchat, then well, you are getting dick pics. I mean there's nothing wrong with it if you ask for the dick pic... But just receiving it with no warning, it's annoying. It honestly turns me off from Tinder completely. Men, y'all need to work on how you approach women also, I'm not saying all men. I'm tired of the first message you send is talking about my big ass titties or the basic hey that's followed up with all one word responses. I like when a man inboxes me and says something like, "Hey I love your eyes. How has your day been? Let's get to know one another." To the people who are on Tinder just for sex, that's awesome, but let it be known. Don't tell someone that you are just looking for friends or want something more, and then just fuck her at your mom's house, feeding her pillow talk and never talk to her again. Ghosting is stupid if you don't want to see anyone again just let it be known, but ignoring someone or leading them on is pathetic.
  • Feeling Brand New
    Published 2 years ago
    Weird Roleplaying

    Weird Roleplaying

    My ex Thomas and I were an interesting couple.. we loved public sex.. whips, chains, bondage, and weird foreplay. One day I was in the living room and he knocked on the front door, and pretended to be a Mexican that jumped over the border (It's from a porn we watched). I was to be a housewife that needed her washer fixed, while my husband wasn't home. He started to look at my washer, while I sat on the dryer and starting touching myself. He spoke Spanish to me, and he started to kiss my inner thighs. I was sitting there hoping he'd just move my underwear and start licking me. I was wearing a short red dress with ruffles, he was wearing a plaid button up and jeans. My underwear was a black lace thong. He kept running his fingers around my vagina lips but my thong was still on. He did this for a about thirty seconds to drive me crazy. He loved teasing me, but finally he moved my thong and inserted one finger while kissing my vagina lips. He thrusted that finger in me, I was already creaming at the thought of his tongue. When he licked me he knew exactly where on my clit was, my spot... So he'd start slow so I could get super wet. Then he'd lick that one spot super fast and I'd squirt all in his mouth and on his face.. he was dripping and I was dripping. He immediately put his hard average-sized dick in me. He moaned Spanish to me in my ear while he fucked me on top of that dryer. His dick thrusting in and out of me while I just came more and more. My toes we're curled and he held fistfuls of my hair. After about ten minutes, he pulled out and came on my tits and face. I started to lick the cum off his dick, while his eyes rolled in the back of his head. I started to jerk him off and spit on his dick. Starting sucking while fondling his balls. He came in two minutes, I swallowed his whole warm load. His cum was the best cum I ever tasted. We moved into the bedroom where he started playing with my ass. Kissing my ass checks while tickling my asshole with his thumb. The cold lube being slapped all on my asshole, while he bent me over the bed. He slowly pushed himself inside my ass, while massaging my ass cheeks. Stroking slow at first to ease me ass, to be more relaxed.. once relaxed he thrusted with all his energy and willpower. Grabbing my boob while thrusting in and out my ass. Occasionally slapping my ass and calling me a bad mami. I rubbed my clit while he fucked my ass so hard, I was creaming again. After an hour of fucking my ass he pulled out and came on my back, cleaned the cum off me with his t-shirt while fingering me. I flipped over and he started to lick the inside of my vagina, eating all my cream. Sucking and nibbling on my pussy lips as I looked down and watched Thomas. It was so sexy watching him eat me out and look up in my eyes while doing it. He'd look as if he was saying something in his eyes but I couldn't read it. I'd hold his head while I was cumming, pulling in his hair but running my fingers through it as well. When I orgasm my legs shake and twitch. I gently moan while occasionally saying "fuck," "yeah," and "Jesus." He was begging me to call him papi. so I did like the obedient little bitch he taught me to be. His tongue had moved onto my clit, on that one spot, I instantly squirted all over him.
  • Feeling Brand New
    Published 2 years ago
    My First Sugar Daddy

    My First Sugar Daddy

    Let me start off by saying there's a huge stigma when it comes to having a sugar baby and being a sex worker. I started it off out of curiosity for an app that's purpose is to help you find a sugar daddy. If you are a sugar baby on the app, you can join free, sugar daddy's pay for a trial. I met my first sugar daddy, who I will call Professor. We had a meet and greet for our first time meeting at The Melting Pot. He was shorter than I expected but I also wore heels. He talked about how he is a grandfather. He has children that are all older than me. Pretty lonely man, I pity him to be completely honest. He did not touch me the first time we met nor did he give me an allowance which is expected. He talked about science and stuff I couldn't relate to. It's very awkward during conversations with him because I can't relate nor do I have an opinion on most topics he likes. Second time we see each other he took me a museum where we didn't really talk. After the museum, he brought me to his house which is nothing fancy, he's middle class so he gives a small allowance. We went into his room where he made out with me and the taste of his mouth made me gag, I tried to hold myself together and not purge in this man's mouth while he tried to kiss me. He started stripping me and I just laid flat on the bed. He gave me terrible oral for the longest time. His mouth was way too warm on my vagina. He came up next to me, kissing me more. I told him I could not have sex with him that day because it was my deceased mother's birthday. He held me, told me he was there for me. He gave me my first allowance that day even though he didn't get my golden ticket. My first allowance was $250, at first I thought this was great easy money. $250 every time I spend a day with him seemed good to me. To my disappointment the professor likes to text all day, everyday. I don't have that much to talk about and he bores me so much with his talk about physics. I saw him one more time where we had actual penetrating sex. I wouldn't call it too penetrating though, because his penis is only like four inches. He's an overweight older male with a below average penis size so I found no pleasure in sex with him. I deserve a Grammy for how greatly I performed for him. Professor unfortunately lasted longer than I would have expected, so a few hours later he finally finished. We were supposed to go the movies after sex but I made an excuse to go home because I wanted to scrub the smell of him off me. He drove me home and gave me my second allowance. Never have I cried harder in my life, brushing my teeth and body than I did that day. He wasn't mean or cruel. He actually cared about me and wanted to know more about me but I just couldn't continue with him he wanted to be too invested in me. I felt like I needed something different like a sugar daddy who didn't invest feelings. Just sex and money. I had to be a total different person just to fit his fantasies. I've had more sugar daddies since. Will be writing more so please stay tuned.
  • Feeling Brand New
    Published 2 years ago
    Job Corps

    Job Corps

    Job corps how are you going to spell Job corps with a ps but the ps is silent? Add an e to the end and you have corpse it might as well be called corpse cause that's how I feel walking these halls....a corpse. Dead to the outside world screaming for some refreshing water and pure air but all I get here is green stained water fountains with the air reeking of a fuck boy smell that intoxicates the nose and mind making women think it's okay to be blind to the fact that we are more than just a mouth or a hole.
  • Feeling Brand New
    Published 2 years ago
    I Come From

    I Come From

    I come from rape cause cause my dad was too much of an ass to ask my mom's for a date. I come from a broken woman she may have been outspoken but why oh why did she have to die? I come from a tribe that I can't describe. I come from the streets when we couldn't even afford sheets. I come from the prison in my head even though I've risen I'm still looking for wisdom. I come from that flood of blood from when I cut cause I was in a rut. I come from that mister who gave me my sister how she gave me a blister the the day she asked if I was raped... oh Lord how I wish I could have escaped.
  • Feeling Brand New
    Published 2 years ago
    The American Dream

    The American Dream

    Don't judge a person by their skin pigmentation.. this fucking nation is dividing us.. America we tried? Where's our pride? Just more lies. I'd rather hide then be bribed have I described the land of the free? Nah we're all banned from collecting rain water. Stop sir, that's someone's daughter..you just slaughtered. Stop being an arrogant American before you're left as an empty skeleton. I'd rather take a dump on Trump before I claim him as my president.. I know you're thinking isn't she a resident? I didn't choose to be born here .. I mourn the fact I was given white privilege .. how hard it must be to live in a third world village..we need to be more driven..