Self Love

There have been so many things that are taboo that have become a normal part of people's sex lives, such as blow jobs and anal sex. So I asked myself, why is masturbation still hidden like it is some sort of secret society? we know its there, but people only talk about it jokingly, classes on masturbation are kept very quiet. Yes I know that sounds weird, but I have known so many people, women especially that don't know how to properly make themselves climax which in turn leads to a drab sex life. Knowing the body is important, so how can you expect someone else to know you if you are a stranger to your own body.

Have You Ever?

Have you ever been so horny that every thought was sexual? I was in the kitchen making a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and all I could think about was how it would feel to get fucked on the counter. I was riding in a car with my best friend and two of his friends, all I could picture was riding on top of his friend in the back seat. Maybe it's just me, but when I get horny like I am now, all I can think about is having sex. Can't focus, can't work, can barely write, and now I am trying my hardest to not call someone on my groupie list. I need to rectify this situation immediately because when playing with the kitty doesn't get the job done, it is a problem. but all the TMI aside, my love life is so drab these days, I started talking to my ex and he lives up north no, so a road trip might be in my future. Just Jokes ;) so please be on the look out for random posts and nonsense in the near future hopefully lasting no longer than next weekend.

How Dare You?

• Demand sex (who are you?)
• Wear an outfit that highlights the outline of your penis or vagina (nobody wants to see it)
• Live above your means. (we all know you live at home with your momma)
• Lie about who you're sexing? (fucking someone else is not a deal breaker, lying to me about it is)
• Expect he pussy. ( just because you paid for dinner doesn't guarantee you pussy, hell I could have paid for my own meal)
• be more emotional than a pregnant woman (you are a grown man share your emotions don't be a baby)
• Try to make me a baby mama (this is a no baby zone)
• Arguing about something you have no control over (you look stupid and we still can't change it)

Love is complicated. Sex is easy.

To love someone you go through ups and downs. It is a constant roller coaster of emotions, but the end result is always the same, happiness. When it comes to sex there is no complications, there is only one way to sex. There are a million ways to love someone. So when I say love me, i want there to be some thought and imagination. When I say sex me, make me feel good the best way you know how.

AS many of you can probably tell and if you know me, from time to time I get off my game and don't write for a long period of time. I'm going through some things emotionally and I need to take a little breather. I will try to post as much as I can, but I can't guarantee the quality, so it will be fewer and further between when I post. I love you all for reading my blog and sticking with me, so I hope to be up to par real soon. Much love

The One and Only

~Dymond Diva~

Is it cheating or just dating?

When it comes to being single, it's different for everyone, because everyone has a different style of dating. So is it really cheating when you are dating more than one person? A guy approaches me and asks me am I single? if I say yes even though I'm dating someone is that a lie and am I cheating on the person I'm dating? I have no significant attachment to said person, but I am seeing them. I feel as though the lines get blurry when you meet someone new and you are already dating. It's so burned into our brains that as soon as you are dating someone you are in a relationship when truthfully they are not synonymous. Being single is a solo act, while dating is the process that leads to a steady commitment. So does dating more than one person automatically make you a cheater or is it just the way a single person gets to the relationship stage? In my opinion it's not cheating however I know a number of people that would beg to differ in my view point. Then again it is so easy to confuse this if you don't have open communication in the relationship.So make sure when "courting" someone new, you take into consideration both parts so you don't feel ambushed later on.
"Are you single?" & "Are you dating anyone?"

Generation Y and Marriage...rarely together

The holy sacrament of marriage is nothing to be taken lightly, yet in today’s society people are getting married left and right. So why is it that black women are among the highest percent of women that are still single at age 40? Books, movies, even newspapers and magazines show the statistics of professional black women not married at age 40 and up. Black women love to idealize the female role models like Oprah for being successful, and take her advice on dating and relationships, but they don’t realize she’s not married, and well over 40. Personally I look up to Oprah for her professional achievement, but I’m not going to her for relationship advice, I look to my parents and grandparents who have been married since before I was born and stayed together. Women tend to get so wrapped up in the glitz and glam of weddings that they forget to look at the person they are choosing to spend the rest of their life with. A wedding is a fancy party, and a marriage is a lifetime commitment. Although with the emotional decay within the institution of marriage, forever isn’t forever, it is only as long as you can both stand to be married. So not only is the strength of marriage breaking down, the emotional stability within black women to find a suitable mate is not looking too positive either. Successful black women are given this image, that since they are “perfect” in the professional realm, physical attributes, and social circles, they are well rounded enough to find a man perfect just like them. However, the reason they can’t find “Mr. Perfect” is because there are no good men left. This is so untrue, there are plenty of well rounded, successful black men, but they get overlooked and treated poorly, by the women that emotionally can not handle a worthy man based on the ideals that they are given. If more women looked at the qualities a man has and less at the high standard checklist they dream a man would have, they would find not “Mr. Perfect” but “Mr. Perfect for them”.

Ladies does your man resemble this? Fellas which one are you?

• Mr. Thirst McGurst - he hits on every woman that he comes across in the hopes that someone, anyone will have sex with him and/or just give him some attention. the worst kind of Mr. Thirst McGurst is one that is attractive, because he is seemingly unaware of how hot he is gets the pussy thrown at him left and right and accepts it.
• Mr. Thug van Gangsta- he is the ghetto type of guy that will say the smoothest lines and have the cutest smile, but will leave you for the main chick he has at home that is the mother of his child and holds him down. (approach with caution, because if he does have a baby mama she is most likely crazy and will hurt you)
• Mr. Perfect on Paper - he looks great on paper, like a resume he has built. educated, good job, nice car, home owner, but probably one of the most boring men you will ever meet. He spent so much time building up his guy resume he has no interests and experiences. He looks good, but not well rounded.
• Mr. Cannot Tell The Truth - this man lies so much, because he's a "player" this guy will lie to you about his name, his address, why his phone is off everything. If you were blind he would tell you the sky was purple. He is just bad news, so pay close attention to the stories he tells.
• Mr. Perfect for you - what else is there to say he's perfect, but most females will mess it up digging for something to be wrong. He loves you and wants to be with you, he's not like the losers from your past. they were supposed to prepare you for this moment of finding him, but you are so jaded that you bug him till it is too late and he is gone. back to the fishing pool, good luck finding another one of him and not messing it up.

February is upon us..

and yes I am taking applications for being my Valentine this year. I am feeling the love, and I want to make sure those in my heart are around and that they know just how much I care for them. Aside from the love of friends, I am looking for a new beau that I can spend V-day with and be all cuddled up and cutesy. I do not however promote or condone the commercialism of the holiday. Spending hundreds of dollars on gifts, flowers, chocolate, and dinner is utterly ridiculous, because a good partner would do that regularly and Valentines day should be more about spending quality time just the two of you. But then again, I'm not a materialistic type of chick, you can't buy my love or my time.

On a separate note, we also have black history month. Me being half black I feel that I have the right to say and I quote from my facebook status update "I feel like if you know the well known facts about black history don't try to act like you're smart when February rolls around like you put me up on something...if I learned it in 3rd grade...upgrade the wisdom and tell me something I couldn't find on a poster about black history...I love my heritage, and I respect it, but I refuse to disrespect it by faking knowledge just because of the date...." If you don't like it, I'm sorry you feel that way, but then again I don't care cause its my opinion, you don't have to like it. I love my black people, but too many times am I embarrassed, ashamed and apologizing for them. So how dare they act all high and mighty when February rolls around and try to spit some 3rd grade knowledge at me like I'm the moron. I love you black people, but we need to do better and expect better of ourselves.

So you gonna suck it or not?

Whatever you want to call it, blow job, fellatio, dome, head etc, it still surprises me that some women don't want to do it. Not to say a woman like me would never turn it down, because if its too hairy or too small i would be the first to say no thank you, but to just not do it because you don't do that, makes no sense to me. I feel like there are two main kinds of women that turn down giving head, and they are:

• I don't do that- this female, is overly disgusted by the look of a penis and generally just doesn't want it in her mouth. This cool, no pressure, but 95% of men love getting sucked up. (these statistics are made up and satirical in nature) How many men actually stick around if their woman doesn't suck dick? She's not gonna do it, and will resent you if you make her.
• I'll do it if he does it - this female, like many dudes, only give to receive. Not really looking to be great at oral pleasure, but definitely good enough to get the job done.

I can't stand bitches like these. They make it harder on women that actually enjoy giving oral pleasure. It makes guy want it more, which makes a guy feel like its a right they are owed. Sex is a privilege not a right, so just because its a blow job doesn't mean i'm trying to put in extra work. I get that it was something that was taboo for a long time, but it is something that is too common to not explore now a days. Being sexually repressed is a thing of the past, nobody expects porn star out of housewife, but a little more open goes a long way.

References!!

On everything I love I am going to start asking for previous references from dudes I fuck. What dumb chick done told you that what you were doing blew her back out, because i beg to differ. I'm not going to require it of course, because that would be crazy, but i'm not shy about asking. I refuse to deal with any man that think his sex game is on point, but no chick he has ever messed with can cosign on his abilities. Now some females may be confused by why I would ask an ex about the man you plan on fucking, but that is just the point. Weather she is mad or happy they aren't together, she will be truthful. If it was bad, she will exaggerate, but won't lie and say it was good. If it was great, she will be mad she doesn't have it anymore and her initial reaction will be truthful no matter the words that follow. if it was mediocre, why would you want to sleep with him anyway. I'm just saying. And for my men out there, I can work with a man that wants to be better at sex if he's not good; I refuse to tolerate any more men that think they could never learn anything new or adapt any of their style to please the new woman they are with. You should have nothing to hide if they can back up all the ish you've been saying.

He's your boyfriend not your girlfriend!

Let me start out by saying I love reading Cosmopolitan magazine, and as always, I have to speak on something they put in their magazine. Women need to stop replacing their girlfriend with their boyfriend. Yes you want to spend time with him, and yes you want him with you when you do stuff you love like shopping and mani/pedis, but he's not your girl he's your MAN. you need to plan manly stuff for him to do with you, or at least more manly than trying on skirts and getting your nails done. I mean because really do you want him in the shop with you while you are trying to relax and pamper yourself? All i'm saying is go to the batting cages or something. Take an interest in something he loves and plan a date where he won't be stuck because you're his woman

Book #2

I am working on my second book and I want real stories from Black men and women about their sex lives. I want all demographics, all sexualities, all ages, everything. I am looking for two main types of people, those who want to be interviewed and those that want to tell a story. If you would like to be included in my project please email me @ dymonddiva2010@yahoo.com and we can set up a meeting to discuss it. Thank you so much to all my readers and supporters.

~Dymond Diva~

This is how we date...

I feel like to many times do we have to reschedule, communicate and plan with the technology we use on a daily basis. It has gotten to the point where I feel like I'm dating my cell phone and my computer, because I see my significant other on skype or through text messages more than I do in real life. Once upon a time, the only way you would see me is if you came to my house or my job, but then again that was the day of actual courtship and wooing.
There are just so many ways to communicate with people without actually having to interact with them. Twitter, Facebook, skype, oovoo, AIM, Yahoo, Tumblr, Blogger, Email, SMS, and phone calls, and these are just the ones that are popular. The real life human interaction is becoming a lost art form and technology etiquette has no structure, because the same rules don't always apply.

Don't mind me, I'm just sick of dating my technology, I would much rather date a person.

Take Control

I got some boots, thigh high to be be exact and I showed up to his door with a black trench coat. He opened it slowly, because he wasn't expecting to see me tonight. I asked him if he was busy and if I should come by another time. He looked me up and down, and couldn't keep his mouth closed. I walked in and said "you should close that, its a little cold in here". Having been here before I walked upstairs to the room we frequent. "Hurry up now, you won't want to miss this." I lay him on the bed and rip off his belt. He tries to unbutton his shirt off but I make him slow down. "This is my show, just be along for the ride." I rip it open and buttons fly everywhere. I stand up and make him unbuckle his pants, and when I climb on top of him this time, he can feel my freshly waxed pussy glide down his stomach to be on top of his dick. I ask him, "do you want to feel inside this pussy, or do you want to taste it?" Before he can answer, I climb back up a little higher and sit on his face rocking back and forth while he sucks on my clit and tastes all my juices. He gasps for air as I moan in ecstasy. As much as I love it, he does need to breathe. To his surprise he felt something familiar in my pocket. I pull out the handcuffs and ask him if he's been a bad boy. He is lost for words but nods his head feverishly up and down. I take his hands and cuff him to the headboard. I pull his pants off so he is completely exposed. With my butt poking out, sticking up in the air just enough for him to see the shape, I am on top of him slowly kissing his chest, making my way down south. I jump around so he won't know what part of his body is next to be graced by my lips and tongue. He feels me getting closer and closer to his dick and I can feel his throbbing penis pulsate right below me. Every time I move, the skin of my breast caresses his dick making it even harder. He wants to feel the warmth of my mouth wrapped around him. So I play with the tip, just enough to get it wet. As I move down to encompass his whole shaft in my mouth, I can hear him moan in pleasure. Up and down, gliding the ball of my tongue ring with every motion. He wants to cum, I can hear it in his voice. I stop and climb on top I want to feel him before he busts. *He raises up wanting to touch, but he can't. He wants to caress me but he can't. I am in control. I make myself cum before he can.* I ride him like a pony, controlling how deep he goes and how fast we move. I can feel my legs shaking and getting weak. I scream out "Oh Yes!" as we have reached climax in sync. I undo the handcuffs, and he just lays there, satisfied. I grab my coat and wrap up. I kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear, "it's like a dream and I was never here". With a wink of my eye, I head downstairs and go on about my way.

10 Things I want to do before i'm 25 (I turn 23 this year)

• Go skinny dipping with a boyfriend. (not only would I need to get a boyfriend, I need to find a secluded pool to do this in or at the beach.)
• Bake a souffle' (something i don't have the patience for, but would be epic if I got it done)
• Road Trip from Los Angeles, CA to either Orlando, FL or New York,NY and back (want this to happen with at least one to three friends, that would be okay with me hooking up in every state we pass thru)
• Get into a fist fight ( haven't done this in a long time, and I've been wanting to beat some bitches ass)
• Sleep with a delivery man (I've done this, but I want to do it when they are delivering something. ie Pizza, Chinese food, mail)
• Get the Capital to open up the new business I have in mind
• Spend six months away from my family (either in another part of the country or internationally)
• Get my hood pierced. (that is the top part of the vulva above the clit)
• Get a tattoo down my leg ( flower vines starting near my hip going down to my knee)
•  Make friends with more men (I have a lot of male friends, but as we have grown up, we have grown apart, more literally than figuratively. Most of my fav guy friends live all over the US and I need some new ones)

Raw Passion

Is it too much to ask for raw passion? I want you to demand my seat, lay me back and ravish my body from the pulling of my hair to deepest penetration of my pussy. grab my ponytail and hold me by it, choke me a little until I call you daddy. I want you to rip my shirt off and expose my breast, flicking my nipples with your tongue. Canvasing down my stomach with your fingers to find the opening of my pussy and jamming your fingers inside, coming out ever so often to play with my clit. I want you to taste the wetness flooding down making the sheets wet. I want to feel your dick as you bring it closer to my face, making yourself hard so that I can fully take it all the way back to the deepest part of my throat. I want to make it wet so when you slide it I take your dick hostage with ease. Sliding into my warm, wet pussy I want to feel you all the way to the wall, hitting that one spot that makes my back arch so far back and my toes curl in pure ecstasy. I want to let out the moans and screams that wake the neighbors and make the dogs howl. I want you to give it to me till I can't take it anymore, and just lay next to you in bed with pure and utter delight. I want you to get your shit and leave so I can get some of the best sleep I've had in some time. Is that too much to ask?

The Mack Effect!

So I was recently having a conversation with a man about how I treat men in my life. There are a few different categories he explained to me, Mack, Pimp, Player, Regular Joe. According to said man, I am a Mack. Not generally a title women get associated with on the regular, but fitting me so well. He said this, because of my very blunt expressions of how i'm feeling and how I deal with guys.  I can see his point of view and he tried to explain it, but let me give you a little context as to why he finally decided that this is how I was.

Example# 1

Him: (2:06am) I miss you!
Me: (5:26am) thats surprising cause you acted like i wasn't shit the last time talked to you
Him: (10:44 am) Do you wanna come see me?
Me: (12:08) naw i'm good..you were kind of cool but the way you just hang up on me and try to coax me into stuff when you don't get what you want is a little childish and I could have sworn i was the younger one as you so clearly stated when I met you..i wish you the best of luck in this new year finding someone that fits you, because i'm sure its not me

Example #2

Random guy: Where's your boyfriend?
Me: I don't have one.
Random guy: A pretty girl like you, you not dating anyone?
Me: that's not what you asked..i'm dating three guys, but i don't have a boyfriend.
Random guy: well can I at least be your friend?

So apparently this makes me a mack, because I don't hold back feelings and I tell you what it is even if it's a hard truth to swallow. I would just call this being real...but hey that's me :)

Flavor of the Month

I'm bringing it back, but new and improved..it wasn't plausible for me to have this every week, so I'll try it out on a monthly basis. The flavor for the month of January is

Island Men

I am definitely feeling the Jamaicans, Trini, Ricans and Hawaiian men. I have not met more island men than I have recently, and they are doing something special for me this month. We shall see how it goes and if I decide to make him a permanent fixture.

Think Like A Man, Act Like a Lady....

This book is the biggest bunch of crap, it has ever been my displeasure to skim. I would never waste time actually reading this stupid book, for the main reason being this man is a comedian (Steve Harvey) writing about relationships endorsed by a woman (Oprah) that hasn't committed to the man she's been with forever. So forgive me if I'm not jumping at the chance to read a book not written by experts. This is a book preying on the weak minded women that can't land a man, because of insecurities and emotional decay. There is a large difference between thinking logically/less emotionally and being instilled with the ideas of the stereotypical male chauvinistic mentality. Being honest, straight forward, and not holding back emotions when they bubble up make the lines of communication open in relationships. That is the key not some dumbass book by a man that makes a living making jokes about things like this.