Marieantwinette washington
Stories (4/0)
should I?
Sometimes people look for what is lacking in life or even a relationship, so many things can come to mind. Yet what ever is most important now is what would be searched for. Right? Looking through a new account on A.M may do the trick, or one could be tricked. Online dating can be tricky even through an app…swipe…swipe…swipe enough is enough. Craving an intellectual conversation is needed…needed for anything a physical attraction just may not be enough by along shot. Oh my thoughts run wild lets see, cute, cute, handsome, yikes, oohkay….i like this profile okay then. Making my first entry “What’s up! What brings you here?” yup this will do it I guess. Thank goodness there are no penis pictures, yet his smile is amazing. “ping!!”
By Marieantwinette washington4 years ago in Filthy
curious
I have always asked questions out of curiosity or even to just make sense of what I see or hear. I have some friends and many associates in the LGBTQ+ community and we get along well I would say. As life goes on, I have always asked questions or ben told whom I am or was because of how I dressed or how someone else felt should be. When I was 7 my cousin manipulated me into a sexual act, she had made threats and even harmed me. She was 15 years old. I had been a sexually abused by both men and women, by that I was asked “have you ever just gave in?” Me I was thinking (how does sexual assault have to do with…….?) SERIOUSLY!!! 4 years ago, I had a co-worker try to get me to believe I was a lesbian as a kid because I dressed tom boyish or like a boy in general. I asked her “what does clothes have to do with my sexual preference?” I proceeded to tell her “why would I play football in a dress? Or ride a bike in one just so the tail end of it can get caught in the spokes?”. As I told her I also dressed like a girl not because I was forced to because I wanted to. I had asked my peers along the way why they have chosen the same sex for their sexual orientations and the answers made me laugh, feel bad, and sad how confused and complicated they made their lives. Again, these are thoughts that may or may have not come through these lips upon my face.
By Marieantwinette washington4 years ago in Humans
Tell me more
oh boy! oh boy! where to start? Knowing who I am and what I want out of life versus what society wants out of me to live. Recently I have found out my grandfather had 3 wives, and all lived in the same subdivision. I have always said "we are people who are and always will be attracted to other people." meaning: Mentally, Physically, and Spiritually! Is this so wrong? No! Yet in this society...It... just maybe. A man can have many, but woman cannot. again, we are human...are we? I would not mind my king gaining another queen. In nature it is just that in many cases. A lion has his pride, as does a coyote, elk, and the hyena. I know it may not be for everyone, yet it is for me. I am not the typical yet i enjoy having my king and my king, would i go outside the two...No! Would i like more than one queen...yes! People ask "do you get jealous? how do you schedule? are kids involved? how is the intimacy? My question to them is "Do you know who you are?" "Are you emotionally stable?"
By Marieantwinette washington4 years ago in Humans
Work and Play
A busy day can be both exhausting and exciting not knowing which to feel heading into a meeting. Driving into a space to park looking twice thinking you see a familiar face. Was that no...it cannot be. As the meeting rolls on your eyes meet a fleeting smile hits your lips, focus slightly shifts. As I take full advantage of the field ball in hand, I slowly stand giving a full view. Walking toward your table in jeans hugging every curve and mid cut sweater showing a bit of skin. Hair in a high curly puff hooped earring gracing my face. Passing you by d deliberately hips swaying in such a manner. My phone pings I read “well played” I respond, “touch down”. As my mind races seeing you dressed and in shock leaves me peaked. Hesitant I text “I need you” I read “come get my key” as I can exit the restroom mid skip you are there. Motioning me to come as I do arms hugged wrapped sliding a-key into my back pocket. “I’ll see you later! Be good” placing a swift kiss along your bottom lip “I’ll try”. Laying on my stomach playing Final Fantasy I hear the garage and continue. I see you walk in from the corner of my eye a smile I deeply miss. Eyeing me wondering...thinking. In a Beatles t-shirt and thigh high socks feeling myself. Grabbing you some water watching drink suddenly we are kissing heavily placing me on the counter. Hand exploring excavating mmmm swiftly fingers begin circling my clit and one enters my space. I moan clinging onto the counters edge. Reading my body, the way Mozart plays his piece, standing tapping and stroking the keys letting out a sound so familiar. “when you get there, I just enjoy watching you squirm!” smirking in his win.
By Marieantwinette washington4 years ago in Filthy