Turn me on

• Grab me when i'm walking away and give me a kiss
• hold my neck when we are kissing
• smack my booty (softly) to let me know you are feeling frisky
• debate with me about politics, religion, and anything taboo
• tell me "no" at the right time
• walk up behind me and kiss my neck
• send edible arrangements to my job
• introduce me to your friends, don't just talk about me to them
• text me that you are thinking about me (occasionally, the less often the sweeter it is, because its like a treat)
• when making out, grab the back of my neck to hold me
• Look me in the eyes when you want to kiss me

The next person to say

• I act like a nigga, is gonna get karate chopped in the throat
• I have sex like a dude (all unattached) is gonna get drop kicked
• I'm mean when i'm just being honest is gonna get their eyeball flicked
• I got a phat ass like I don't put clothes over it everyday and already know that is gonna get judo chopped
• My titties are like two honeydews is gonna get flipped over
• how did you sleep is gonna get put to sleep
• Are you mixed with white because i'm light skinned is gonna get left standing there alone
• my name without the last a (cami) is gonna be slapped

That is all I have to say!

Dear him,

Cater/Pamper me like a Queen
Fuck me like a Concubine/Mistress
Love me like we were 100 years old
Be there like I know you know how to be.

Love Me :)

What are you more afraid of...

That he won't wait for you or that he will?

I was watching Castle the other day and this is what Beckett's therapist said to her, and it didn't really sink in until my favorite person said it to me almost word for word when I was talking to him about a certain someone.  It made me think about what I was holding on to. I want him, and then I don't. I feel like it going to end up like Carrie and Mr. Big from Sex and the City minus the marriage. We are going to keep going back and forth and one day I will either finally let him go or he will move on as well. I love him more than words can describe and through our problems of not being able to get on the same page for 5 years, I wonder if it is something that we have become accustomed to as a safety net or could we survive after we are official and/or on the same page. He has a special place in my heart even though we basically have a Skype relationship. Its a big concern for me, because all I want is to be happy with my future life relationship, but I don't want to miss out on someone that is meant for me playing relationship tag like its a game. How long do you wait to get what you think will make you happy? Nothing in life is absolute nor is it guaranteed, so how am I to know if this is what my life has in store for me when I am afraid of what could happen if its over or if its my path. Just something I have conflicting in my heart and head. #ImConfusedInLove

Post #200

Well what can I say? It has been a fun journey so far, and I can't wait for what is to come. Many projects with my writing in the form of books, poetry, and more blog entries. I hope those of you that read my blog regularly have enjoyed the journey thus far and what is to come. Many thanks to your loyalty and don't be shy tell me what you want to read more or less of.

From the Diva

xoxoxo

Taking it off

The stereo turned down low all you can hear are the faint whispers of a popular Maxwell song. I climb in the bed to gently wake him up, because I got home late from work. When he turns over, he smiles and wakes up to kiss me. I tell him to sit up and get comfy I have a special surprise for you. I leave him to change, and he readies himself for this surprise. When I come back I am in a sheer floor length red negligee, because that's his favorite color. I have the matching lacy underwear and fluffy heels to boot. I turn up the stereo to have something to groove to as I begin to do a striptease for him. Moving my hips from left to right dropping it as I move. My gown ties up in the front so I pull one string as I stare him in the eyes, innocently and seductively. My once lace covered breast is now exposed as I continue to dance. I let the gown fall to the ground. I play with the sides of my peek-a-boo panties. I slowly untie one side and cover my private areas while I pull the other side a loose. As soon as my panties hit the floor and I am completely exposed my man is standing at full attention. He curls his finger telling me to come closer so I climb on the bed on all fours to greet his penis with my luscious and very excited lips. I glide his shaft down my wet and watering throat. Taking him in entirely while he moans in pleasure. move up and down wrapping my tongue around his penis making it so wet. I grab his balls and get in a rhythm of massaging them and sucking his shaft. I flick the tip of his dick off the tip of my tongue a few times before I swallow his manhood whole. e reaches for my head and holds me there. I gag a little and I can feel the veins pulsate on his penis. He wants to cum but he is holding it back. He tells me he wants to feel my pussy and see how wet I am, he can't stand the anticipation of the warmth and comfort of how he perfectly fits me like a glove. I mount him to ride like a cowgirl on her stallion. Moving my hips in a circular motion as I ride up and down he can feel the deepest parts of me and I am moaning in ecstasy. My breast are bouncing up and down with every move I make. He grabs hold trying to wrangle me into his presence. I lean forward so he can get a mouthful of my bountiful chest. He whispers in my ears that he wants to go deeper. So as I get off him, he grabs my hair from behind and bends me over. Roughly taking what he wants and how he wants it. Hitting it from the back he is able to go so deep I can feel it all in my pelvis. It hurts, but is balanced with pleasure. Harder I yell. I want to explode with euphoria when I cum. He pushes my limits and I love it. Slapping my ass and pulling my hair as he pushes deeper and harder. I am about to climax and I can feel my legs already getting weak and shaking. He says he wants to cum but he needs to see my face. When he pulls out I quickly turn over and he busts all over my stomach. He collapses next to me and my legs are still shaking. I am utterly exhausted and entirely satisfied. He makes my body feel passion and my heart feel complete. That's my man and that's why he gets special treats ;)

First Date Ideas

For those of you who may be lacking in this department, for finding fun and creative first dates, here are a few ideas to spark some ideas of your own. Depending on what kind of chick you are trying to impress, the less traditional and more thought you put into it, the better. These are some great dates that won't hurt the wallet, and can be totally fun and cute. Some of the best friendships and relationships I've had have started with stuff like this. Don't take my word for it, experience it and enjoy yourself always.

• Batting cages and Jamba Juice
• Dinner at a classic Diner ( not Johnny Rockets )
• Driving to a beach city and having corn dogs at the pier
• Gallery opening for an up and coming artist.
• Comedy show
• Watching local sport leagues play their games
• Playing tourist in a famous area (ie taking pictures by the Hollywood walk of fame, Santa Monica Pier, waiting in line for Pinks Hot dogs)
• Mini golf and arcade games
• Dinner at a boutique restaurant with a funky theme (not traditional)

Is it just me?

When you meet someone new that is drop your jaw attractive, do you ever wonder if they would be good in bed? So my group of friends has regular faces that come around, so for a new face to pop up and be that hot that at least 3 females were like I want that, that says a lot. I have like a little mini crush on this guy now that he has come to two functions and I have spoken to him. He is sexy, a total gentleman, well spoken, and kind of sweet. But as I was talking to him the other night, it was loud and when he leaned in to talk to me, I damn near melted. I wanted to jump his bones right there on the pool table we were standing next to, because if he is this appealing with clothes on, what is he like with them off?
Now I don't know what theories are out there for this type of situation, but when I meet someone new that I am physically attracted to, my first thought is usually if they are going to be a good lay or not. To me that feels like a man tendency, but I don't know. I guess after that initial lust, I calm down and think rationally about what qualities a person has, but that initial I want to jump on them is hard to handle. But my question is does anyone else ever feel like this or is it just me, because I like sex? :)

Damn this weather...

I hate the rainy season because something about it always brings the emotional girlie girl out of me. I always want a boyfriend around this time, just because I turn into this girl that wants to cuddle. I never like cuddling unless its raining outside or they are really special to me. For the life of me, it feels like the rain floods me with emotions and overflows it so I can seek outside warmth to get it under control. I know that may be a bit of a stretch, but can you blame me? I have been the dude in so many of my hook-ups and relationships cuddling just turns me off. Then my girlie side comes rearing its moody crazy head and all of a sudden I want to watch chick flicks, drink wine, cuddle up with a boy and force him to be there with me. Now that I am done venting, should you know anyone worthy of some quality time with me, make sure you send them my way ;) I am officially taking apps for boyfriends and or cuddle buddies. I have enough fuck buddies thanks!

I don't want to be 60 when it happens...

I hate those love stories of it wasn't never the right time. one person's ready and then the other is not. They marry other people and find each other again after kids grow up and spouses pass away. I hate those love stores why? Because you can't enjoy a relationship like your 20s in your 60s. The back and forth love struggle is doomed the moment you realize you're perfect for each other and you can't get on the same wave length. Maybe in another lifetime it could be a beautiful fairytale romance, but I never liked those anyway so to me it just wasn't as destined as previously planned. I would much rather find my love today than to wait till I was 60 and lived my life with another man, because that means who I was destined to be with I couldn't share my life with. But I guess that's why so many of my friends are hopeless romantic, and I am a realist.