Here at Kingston Expressions, I have been taking life way too seriously. Between heartbreaks and lack of orgasms…I’m bringing my damn self down. Lol. Today I want to tap into my less serious but more ignorant side. 🤣 Shall we get into this count down? Here are the top 12 insane reasons that I would break up with a guy for. 12. EMOTIONALLY UNAVAILABLE/ REFUSE TO COMMIT/SITUATIONSHIP KING! While we all have baggage, I don’t want no part of these fuckers!!! ✌🏾 Went through hell and back with the Ex Factor and don’t ever want to repeat this seven year mistake again! 🙌🏽🙄 The next time I run into a fuckboy, I’m running for the hills! Nobody has time to get their heartbroken and watch their life be wasted! The minute I meet a new guy that seems shady…I will sniff his noncommittal ways out of him….I’m out….whether I love him or not. Staying with the Ex Factor has been my biggest life regret. Truly wish I never met him! ✌🏾11. HE DOES NOT TRAVEL/NO PASSPORT! Traveling is my heart and soul! For some reason, I always date guys that don’t even want to or cannot afford to leave the city!!!! 😳 Traveling goes to the essence of who I am. Thus, if a guy does not travel…I have to let him go…or I will always be leaving him for my next vacation like I always did with Julio and the Ex Factor! ✌🏾10. HE CHEWS WAY TOO FUCKING LOUD! Y’all remember the dude I use to date that sounded like the Pillsbury Doughboy every time he ate ANY meal?! 😳🙄😩 He’s the one from the “Fortune Teller Told Me He Cheated” blog. 🙄 Dude paid for great dates and to this day is the only guy that’s celebrated my birthday (my 19th) in a big way! 🙌🏽 But come on…who the fuck can concentrate when it sounds like the person across from them is having an orgasm with every bite of food they take?!! 😩 Then when I couldn’t finish my food…he would reach over to my plate and make love to it! 🤣😂😳 There were times I just wanted to smack the hell out of him! I mean he wasn’t that passionate in the bedroom! Yes he ate the box well…but not with the passion and desire he had when he tasted a piece of steak! 😳😩 He ended up being a cheater so I am guessing chewing can tell you a lot about a guy! Lol. Never satisfied with all just moaning and laughing over a steak! 🙌🏽 9. HE IS A COKE DRIKER! Now hear me out! I am a die hard PEPSI drinker! That’s one of the main reasons why I went to Penn State for undergrad! 🙌🏽 WE ARE! 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 Rutgers had Coke and Penn State had Pepsi! It was the sign I was asking God for…lol…plus Penn State was my first choice for college. Pepsi sealed the deal that I was going there though! 😍If I had listen to this advice I would never have dated the Ex Factor! He loves Coke! ✌🏾 On our first couple of dates, the fool would forget I hate Coke and would order me one! He was trying to hurt me then and I totally missed the signs! I did let him know that if he didn’t want to get hurt…don’t bring me no damn Coke! I couldn’t even fake like I liked the shit! ✌🏾Oh before I forget, screw the folks that say Coke and Pepsi taste the same (Julio ✌🏾). Y’all can’t commit to shit…not even a soft drink! 🖕🏾 Not dating y’all either! 8. A TEXTER! My entire situationship with the Ex Factor is on text…the good days and the bad! I get that young folks love texting but us grown folks prefer phone calls (when we like someone). If all he ever does is text✌🏾then I can’t stay with him! Lesson learned! And for the fuckers who are anti text I’m not feeling y’all either! I typically work 70-90 hours a week so there is no way I can just be laid up on the phone with a dude. I got things to do! ✌🏾7. MISTER ONLY ABOUT THEIR BOYS! Most of my guys have been loners or their family was their only real friends. So dealing with the Ex Factor and his crew has been rough. I have lots of life long friends but they live all over the country and the world. Ain’t nobody got time to be right up under them. I swear it seems like if the Ex Factor’s friends fart…he’s right there to fan the fart. 🙄 I want a dude who is a leader and not a follower. A dude always in a huge pack of guys is rarely a leader. ✌🏾 6. HE PREFERS KFC OVER POPEYES! What the fuck? This dude is beyond insane. Popeyes is the reason why I’m not “skinny!” Like who the fuck can refuse Popeyes?! And while some of the other chicken places are okay….KFC is definitely gross! So if he’s on that nasty soggy chicken flow…I’ve got to let his ass go! ✌🏾We are just not compatible!!! 5. HE DOES NOT HAVE A SWEET TOOTH! The Ex Factor does not really like snacks or junk food. So he does not understand my obsession with CHOCOLATE! Dude…chocolate is soooo good…it’s been hitting my G spot every time he misses it! 🙌🏽 That’s the power of chocolate! Any man who does not get that should be broken up with…immediately! ✌🏾✌🏾✌🏾4. A MAN THAT DOES NOT WORK OUT! Now I’m no fitness instructor nor am I obsessed with eating right and going to the gym. But in the last couple of months, I have made a conscious choice to do better and as a result, have lost weight! I still have a ways to go but I feel great in my skin and on my journey! While I’m not materialistic, I’m not a huge fan of big guys. I mean…baby I need you to be around for as long as you can be. Plus if he has an unhealthy lifestyle…it may encourage me to abandon my determination to get fit and lose weight. ✌🏾Chubs….we gonna have to break up! When I met you, you were fit but then you got happy and let yourself go!!! I’m not your wife so I don’t have to love every roll your belly butters! ✌🏾3. HE SNORES! Elijah was the only dude I’ve dated that snored. It was so bad I considered putting a bag over his head the two times I slept next to him! 😳 I am a light sleeper and cannot spend all night listening to the man that is bringing me pain and confusion…snore. Either go see a doctor or we are breaking up! ✌🏾I am a Gemini and we like for our thoughts to have thoughts! How the fuck can we achieve that with you snoring?! ✌🏾2. A GUY THAT WILL NOT SHUT THE FUCK UP! I am a talkative person in public but in my personal life…I have a great appreciation for SILENCE! That’s how I stayed with the Ex Factor so long! He barely spoke over the last 7 years and the few times he actually had something to say…I wished he had just stayed fucking silent! 🙌🏽🤣 Just like men don’t like to be nagged…neither do some of us women! And for sure I cannot stand a man who is a gossip! Gossiping is such an unbecoming trait for anyone but especially a man! 😩 Stay in your lane, mind your damn business, and only speak when you got something to say that will positively affect my life and the world! ✌🏾 It’s worth repeating that I think only a nice mute man can win my heart forever! 🙌🏽🤣🤣 Yea that’s ignorant I know…but that’s me! 🤣 1. A MAN THAT DOES NOT EAT THE BOX! I have never been big on oral…giving nor receiving and if I had to choose I use to like giving more than receiving (though I’m terrible at it). 😳🙄😩 But after 7 years of putting up with the Ex Factor not eating the box (eating pussy)….I’ve decided that the next dude better love it! To me, not trying new things with your partner and exploring is a sign of a selfish and lazy lover. The Ex Factor never not once tried to give me an orgasm. 😳 It took me years to realize this because I loved him so much. Now I look back at all the signs I ignored and realize that these were all an indication that we would stay in an unhappy situationship! So if next guy don’t eat the box and isn’t willing to explore with me…we breaking up! Life is too short for broken hearts and bad sex! ✌🏾Editor’s note: Mister Toss Salad was the last guy to eat the box! 😍No way I was gonna let Elijah and his teeth next to me after that backdooring incident mixed with his “rabbit” trick! 😳 Also Crazy and Phoenix are the only guys to give me a vaginal orgasms. 😘😩🙌🏽 I was multi orgasmic with Crazy 🙌🏽🙌🏽🙌🏽 and even though Phoenix only did it once (right before my 29th birthday and before I started dating the Ex Factor) it’s still so talked about and FELT that it is praise worthy! Yassss🙌🏽~KJM on Flashback Friday! 😘
Yesterday one of my homegirls and I were discussing some dude who would not commit to her. She told me that his Facebook page (which she had not been on in a long time) read like a Yahoo timeline! I, in turn, replied that that’s how sex with him would have probably been! Lol 🤣 She said she doubted it since his foreplay was poppin. I quickly had to remind her that so was Elijah’s…that is until we had the SEX! 😩 Y’all remember Elijah right?He’s from the “Unexpectedly Backdoored” blog and podcast! If you haven’t listened to that episode…please do! 🤣 Now that we all are caught up…back to the issue at hand. Before sleeping together, our date nights were explosive. Elijah would finger me…any time…any place while whispering nasty sweet nothings in my ear. And I was blown away! It had been years since a man touched me with a form of true intimacy and not just for his own pleasure that I would soon reciprocate. 😩 Conversation was decent though Elijah would often get too political. 🙄 And I was high at that fact that this man was open to commitment. The way he looked at me…I would blush. I was not in love nor lust but Elijah made it easy to forget the Ex Factor. I explained how I had been in love and severely neglected as Elijah indicated he was up for the challenge. He would hold my hands…even if it was hard to in huge crowds. I was not in love. I was not in lust but I was open. I thought his foreplay indicated what our sex life would be like but boy was I wrong. Great dick size but no fucking clue how to please a woman like me. Prior to me, Elijah said he had been fucking women in their 50s because they gave the best sex. I did not let that story intimidate me for I was more than happy to play the role of PYT (pretty young thang) for Elijah. For once…I was young. Not made to feel old and used up. But what took place the three times we slept together in our 7 months relationship…the foreplay did not indicate. The first and second times were okay. But that third time where he shoved the rabbit (a sex toy) in me and backdoored me roughly without asking my permission first…taught me that foreplay ain’t an indication of shit! In foreplay, Elijah was slow, patient, and in sexual teacher mode. In sex, Elijah was clueless on what to do with a PYT pussy. 🙄🤣😩 He was really a waste of a sex partner. No disrespect to him but we should have just left things at foreplay! Ugh! What’s up with all the bad sex I have been having for the last two years?! I remember a time when I use to brag about my sex life…now I shudder to share. One day I will have great sex again with a man who is patient, understanding, respectful, kind, and unselfish in and out of the bedroom. And I will be his in a way I have never been anyone else’s… Until then, remember that foreplay could be telling you a lot about a guy or it could be telling you shit. 🙄 It’s been my experience that when penis is involved…expect the unexpected….while the vagina over here always being cool, calm, collected, strategic, tight, and long lasting! Lol. Pussy Power! 🙌🏽 ~KJM on Hump Day! Happy humping! 😘
It feels like something heavy is holding me back. I feel the weight when I’m awake and when I’m asleep…which leads to so many sleepless nights. I toss and I turn. It won’t let me rest. I can find no peace. And then I hear from him…this only allows the feeling of despair and hopelessness to intensify. I am drowning…willingly. Was never able to swim but no swimming lessons would help me when oceans and seas are collaborating together to pull me under. Waves are crashing…I hear it. I feel it yet I’m stuck…going only where they direct me. I’m suffocating off of the things in nature that were suppose to cause growth. Mother Nature is unhappy with me. So I pay the price. This feeling of sadness was no accident. I had been warned. Yet I stood still. Drowning. Suffocating. Going where the current pulled me. This is so unlike me. I’ve always had direction and the humbleness to ask God to bless that direction. But here I am lost. Numb. Then in pain. Then numb again. This force seems so much bigger than me and no it is not a godly presence yet my faith tells me that God is still with me. Being patient with me. Still loving me. Waiting for me to put in the work. “FAITH without works”….the Wind whispers. “Is Dead”….I finish as I submerge from the water for what seemed to be just enough time for me to let the Wind know that I heard him. Back under the water I go. My body fighting the force. I try to teach myself to swim…for I learned recently that the ocean is not like a pool. It’s not meant to pull you down. If you stay calm…there’s a chance it will pull you up. It was meant to pull us up. I try to calm my breathing. This is no easy task so I try to quiet my mind at the same time. It is at that exact moment that I realize exactly where I am. I am down here in hell with him. Everyone thinks hell is hot but it turns out that it is tailored to our worst fears. I have a fear of drowning. So my hell…our hell…is wet and overwhelming. He can swim. I cannot. It appears he knew that this would be the type of hell that I could not easily escape for it’s built on my biggest fear…drowning. He’s pushing me under at times as he swims along. Again I try to calm my breathing. The more frantic I am is the more I go under. There was a time where I could never imagine us being in such a place. How did we get here? So many wrong turns. But what kept me here is the glimpse of who he use to be to me when I was living another hell on earth. The man drowning me was not, however, the man who rescued me from hell 7 years ago. I recognize this man. He seems familiar but as I struggle to stay afloat and he swims along so easily only stopping to push me under a wave…I realize this is a familiar stranger. Touch is foreign. His touch is hurtful. Voice is quietly harsh. I can tell he is trying to not show anger with each word but I felt it. If he had not said a word….I would have still felt it. His eyes were so unkind. It was at that moment that my gaze met his and I told myself that I was going to learn to swim today. I could no longer stay down here in hell with him because….because I paid all my debts long ago. I repaid the man I use to know. Stood by him through ups and downs. And now that the two of us can only remember the difficult times…clearly and forgiveness was no longer in our hearts…it was time for me to swim on. My debts are paid. As I learn to stroke through the water…I made a promise to myself to stay grateful. Stay in a place of gratefulness for what once made me so happy… I really lived that happiness. It was not a figment of my imagination. And even though it no longer made me happy…it was now pulling me down and making me cry…I need to stay in a place of gratefulness. This is so hard to do once you have tasted hell with the man you once loved more than anything. Stay grateful. All debts are paid. You are free…the Ocean said to me as I swam on to calmer waters. I can see the sun peaking out from the clouds. And I surprised myself by finally facing my fears and swimming onto…the possibility of new love. ~KJM on Charm School Monday. It’s time… 💕 May God continue to bless my steps. 🙏🏽
Awaiting BOAZ Letter 10 “What if God does not send me a BOAZ” received such a huge outpouring of support that I was not sure how I would follow up that letter. It had taken me 10 months to realize that there was a good chance God was not sending me a BOAZ. At first I did not know how to feel about that. But now after assessing my open wound (of 7 years) and listening to the judgmental things people say when I tell them my story (it comes with the territory of being a blogger)….I realized that I’m angry with God. I’m angry for all the negative things that occurred in my childhood that made me swear off marriage and children at the age of 5. God allowed me to see and experience things (second hand) that a 5 year old never should have. I am angry that because of that promise to my 5 year old self, my grown up self aimed to avoid commitments and getting close to a man. I am angry that when things got rough over the years, I learned to run and never stay and fight. I am angry that when I finally stayed (because I was exhausted from running) and fought for what I thought I wanted…I felt ill equipped. I did not know what to pray for. Some days I would pray you (God) would touch the Ex Factor’s heart and make him be good to me. Other days, I would pray that you get me out of this mess and that I never return to the land of brokenness. I am angry that you allowed me to waste 7 years of my life…stuck emotionally in limbo…that even the years that I had physically left the Ex Factor…I was still trapped mentally. Mostly, I am angry that you did not give me enough strength Labor Day weekend 2010 to allow my entire heart to break all at once so I could let…something that was meant for only a season…go. I regret that so much. I am angry about the tears I cried publicly and privately over the last 7 years. The thing that makes me the most angry with you (God) is that you allowed me to fall in love with someone that you had to have known would not care for my heart. My self esteem took hit after hit and after a while that feeling left me feeling overwhelmed and as a result…I started to retaliate at the Ex Factor…bitter words for bitter words…that none of us of could ever forget nor ever forgive. I am so angry at you Lord. This has all been too much for me to handle. And even after all I’ve been through, I’m still so unsure. The one thing I figured out is it isn’t love this situation killed for I had no hopes about loving a person romantically… what died was my TRUST. Even with all I had been through with nameless other guys and my rough years with Julio…I still had the ability to trust myself and to trust others. And I just do not know how trust will ever revisit me again. Before I was fearful of love but now I walk away terrified. You allowed that Lord. So even though I may have accepted the fact that you are not sending me a BOAZ…there’s a level of doubt that you are sending me a Moses, Elijah, Jonah, Abraham, or David. If you had not awakened my love…7 years ago (almost to the day) then I would never have had to go through any of these things. So yes I am angry and I’m not sure what I’m awaiting. Hopefully a life where all this heartbreak is left behind. A life, that even if lived solo as I requested when I was 5, that makes me a better (and not broken) person for all I have been through… ~KJM is still so unsure on Serenity Sunday. Please do not judge me…because we have all been in a dark place that we aren’t sure how to get out of. My prayers are still not specific and the heartbreak and emptiness….especially when the Ex Factor is around…is so evident….
This week I have had you guys knee deep in Sperm talk. Lol. Time to switch paces for a minute. As always, I like to check in and let you guys know how my situationship with the Ex Factor is going. It’s still pretty terrible. I find myself dreading the little time we do spend together and feeling bad about feeling that way. I am so DISINTERESTED in him it’s not even funny. Sex is still off and even worse, I’m pretty sure I’m no longer in love. That shit made me so emotional the other day because it’s like the end of an era. What next? I’m hoping to bump into my next ex boyfriend soon! Lol. Now hear me out…I’m usually a runner…running from emotions. This phase (if that’s what I’m in) is so different. If the Ex Factor never touched me again, I would be okay. I have heard (from mostly married or divorced women) that there comes a time when every thing about a man can make you sick. And trust me…I feel bad saying this. But you reap what you sow? He couldn’t have thought his pretty looks could continue to get him far with me. Matter fact, I think this cycle of being turned off by him started in September 2015 when I left him to date Elijah. It’s like he’s a parasite that sucks the life out of me. I feel this way even when he’s laying next to me. The other night, I couldn’t wait for him to exit my place. He would be pissed if he read this but come on dude I’ve been telling you for years that I’m not happy. What I did not know is how that unhappiness could make me feel disgusted by him. In his defense, he’s young and still trying to find himself. Plus I’ve made things so easy for him. He hasn’t had to work for shit with me. And as a result, I resent him. So what are we doing? He’s still enjoying sex he doesn’t have to work for (once a month) and I’m bored as fuck staring at the mailman like what’s up? I hear you deliver on time! lol. I feel so bad writing this but it’s true. The Ex Factor and I are still kicking it because we are both COMFORTABLE. It’s the boredom (on my part) I did not count on. I’ve communicated these things but he is who he is. He’s not going to change. But I am. My metamorphosis started in September 2015. Never thought there would be a day I wasn’t happy to see him or a day when I couldn’t wait to be free of him! 😳I suggested we have sex more frequently but I’m pretty sure that’s not going to help. Sex has never connected me to any man but Crazy. After being dick sprung once, I grew up and never got sprung again. Sex, especially when done wrong, actually distances me more from my partner. It did for Julio and I. When sex leaves…what is left in an already loveless situation? Shit. Just waiting for someone better but the male market….especially in my age group is difficult. Most men got kids by age 21 or been married or are still married by the time they are 36. I don’t want to deal with baby mama drama nor Ex wives that may not have let go! ✌🏾I want a man with as less baggage as can be. Don’t want my stock to go down. And I’m not coming with all that drama either! I do have emotional baggage but who doesn’t? Plus I want my next relationship to be very selfish and all about US as a couple! That’s hard with child support and alimony luring. 😳 While I meet men daily, I’m aiming really high this time. A good resume isn’t enough. Good looks isn’t enough! Must be God fearing and relationship oriented! No more dating Mister Narcissist or Mister Emotionally Unavailable! Been there…done that! I’m exhausted from me and Mister Wrong having something going on! 😩🙄 Even with all I’ve said, I’m not just going to go with any man. I have been SINGLE my entire life. To give that title up, he has to be someone special. And I am fucking worth it! 🙌🏽 ~KJM on Throwback Thursday. I remember the days seeing his texts excited me and our sex was the envy of many. Now I’m like a hot fudge sundae and a good book at night is way more exciting! 🙄
On this past Charm School Monday, I covered some of the ways men lie about sex. Now you know I had to come back and let you know that women also lie about sex. Whether we are having sex or not, sex continues to be such a complicated topic. Women either shy away from it or dish it. So much is learned when a bunch of women get together and discuss their sex lives. Now if I had a husband, I probably would not be so candid about the issues in my sex life but since I’m single and dating…all is fair in love and climaxes…or lack there of! 🤣Lets get into the top 7 ways we women sometimes lie about sex! 7. WHEN THE PENIS IS TINY BUT WE LOVE HIM! The first time we have sex with a guy is a big deal. All our girlfriends are just sitting by their phones waiting for the tea!!! Well maybe not exactly sitting by the phone but our blue tooth can surely pick up new sex vibes! 🤣 When that first time happens, we women want all the details. Unfortunately, no one wants to be the bearer of bad news. If we care for a dude, we may skirt around the penis size question. Like Shequita you ain’t say nothing about Brad’s dick size! You just keep repeating he’s a passionate lover! We are on to you! Lol. The bigger the penis, the wider our eyes get when the tea is being spilled! Lioness calls most of her men pencil size! So what does that tell you? If we doesn’t care for you or love you…we aren’t holding back! Chick said PENCIL SIZE! I can’t make this shit up if I tried! 🤣 Bet not sharpen that penis or it may disappear! Lmfao 6. WE MOAN LIKE IT ALL FEELS GOOD! The Ex Factor loves that I’m a rider (on top expert). I take control easily but to be honest with how large he is…even when he’s being lazy…most of the time it feels like a torpedo has been launched from my lower back through my spine and then to my throat and that’s just with him being inserted in my vagina! I moan like it feels good all the time but it doesn’t always feel great. Sometimes I’m in pain. But I can take it. So I moan for his enjoyment while my vagina is getting ready to fall out and roll out on I95S and under that same MAC truck my biological clock is chilling under! 🤣😳🙄😳 I’m still sore from our last time but I made sure he wasn’t aware of it. We women do that if we really care about you! Here’s an important Editor’s note to the men: very few women actually enjoy cum shots to their face. I don’t give a fuck how healthy they say that shit is for our skin…it’s a task and a half to be into such things (for most women). And y’all now I got a white sauce phobia! 😳🤣 5. WE FAKE ORGASMS! Now most men should know this but since the male ego is in such denial at times, most men MISTAKENLY think they hitting the female G spot all the time. Only heavy hitter I ever knew was Crazy! 🙌🏽 That dude bagged many hoes but wasn’t just hoeing to hoe. He focused on being an expert on the female vaginal orgasm! Sometimes I wonder what happened to him?! Then my vagina remembers that he wasn’t shit except for the multiples (orgasms) he gave me! My legs still shaking just thinking about it! 🙌🏽But I digress… We women are out there faking orgasms at a higher rate than most men think. Sometimes it’s because we don’t want to hurt your feelings and other times it’s because we just want the sex to be over! 😩 If you must know, I have only faked an orgasm once in my life and it was in college with my college sweetheart. Because I was out of practice, he was on to me. Found him standing over me as I slept that night. Just staring. It was almost like he was saying…cum on bish…we both know you just wanted to go to bed early! 🤣😳 Lesson learned. I never faked one again! 😘 4. WOMEN LIE ABOUT HOW MANY SEX PARTNERS THEY HAVE HAD! Now I know my exact number of sex partners and have no issues with sharing that number with a new sex partner. However, most women dodge answering this question or out right lie to lower the number. But we out there just like you dudes are! And to be honest…most women are sorry we slept with certain men (will come back to this) and would love to erase some dudes from our roster! Not to mention as long as I can pass an STD screening for everything under the sun and am loyal to the man I’m with….why does it matter?! 3. WOMEN LIE ABOUT WHO THEY HAVE SEX WITH! When men are young or insecure…they tend to lie on pussy by claiming they slept with every bad bitch in town! Some dudes have even lied about sleeping with me when they never even saw the P in my puss! ✌🏾 Sir…stop the madness! Don’t know ya like that and sure the fuck don’t want to! ✌🏾✌🏾✌🏾🔪 To my women, let me help y’all out in case you don’t already know…. UGLY MEN TEND TO GIVE THE BEST HEAD! The first dude to eat me out AND Mister Toss Salad were ugly as fuck but boy did they give great head. Now these are not the type of dudes you want to admit to fucking. If ever a photo surfaced with me and either of those guys…I would have to say it was my twin chilling with them. ✌🏾🤣 Now they tend to have good jobs and money to spend but the real treat from an ugly man is that head he gives your pretty ass…making it difficult for you to leave him! 😩 A las…the sun comes up and we all see the light and who we are laying with and want to run! Lol. I don’t feel bad about saying this because both my ugly men were rebound dudes who were ugly on the inside!!!! 😩 Not to mention, when I felt both their enny weeny tangerineys…I never dare looked into the light at it! 😳🤣🙄 2. WOMEN LIE ABOUT NOT HAVING SEX! Now this particular lie may have nothing to do with the looks of our sex partner. Sometimes we just want to hold onto the VIRGIN VEIL for a little longer! 😩 Truth be told, after we lose our virginities, there are very few chances for us to use the word virgin again…so sometimes it may be necessary to extend the use of the word! Lol. 🤣 Nowadays real virgins are hard to find after the age of 14! Sad…but some truth to it. Men get ready for the “this is my first time” speech while we’ve been riding the donkey on other men for a minute! 😉😇 1. WOMEN LIE ABOUT HOW MUCH WE CHEAT! Sigh…most women claim they have never cheated but I’m telling you a good amount of women have cheated in their dating history (if not…in their marriages …yikes)! 😳 The thing I will say in our defense (if there is ever such a thing) is generally we women are cheating either because we are THOTS or we accidentally cheat out of neglect from the men we love. I tend to think the latter is the most popular reason…maybe because neglect was my number one reason for emotional cheating that sometimes lead to physical cheating! I keep telling the Ex Factor that the only reason I haven’t dipped on him is because rare untreatable STDs are on the rise! 🤣😩Lmfao. The reason why the amount of lying women do about cheating is number one on my list of lies we tell about sex…is because the male ego allows this lie to flourish. 😳 Most men won’t admit they have been cheated on unless it was publicly put in their face. No dude wants to admit that another man was laying the pipe for his woman better than he can! 🙄😇 But cum on guys…if we women can climax back to back without our bodies needing a break…that must tell you that we were built as weapons of mass destruction! 🙌🏽 Women are also less likely to get caught because we are so calculated, the vagina can satisfactorily please many men at the same damn time, and the male ego refuses to think we would ever step out on them! 😳 Think again…back to fucking the entire local football team and having fresh made brownies (from scratch) ready by the time the kids get home from school! 🙌🏽 That’s how dangerous the female body and mind is! Better get some act right…before your woman is out there living that life! ~KJM on Hump Day! I don’t have these things down to a science but I am a woman who has her ear pressed out into these streets and streets are always talking! Women lie…men lie…but watch out (men) because if we wanted to…we could out do you in bad…without you guys ever knowing! 🙌🏽🙄🤣 That is…until “Maury” says…YOU ARE NOT THE FATHER! 🙄😩
It’s a little known fact that women and men lie about sex often. When men are younger…they typically lie about having more sex with more women than they really are and when they get older they lie about not having sex when they cheat. For women, the lie is generally the same…we lie about not having sex!!! Because the female body can have orgasm after orgasm without taking a break…you bets believe we can out do you guys in bad if it were in our nature. We can fuck an entire football team for hours and still be on time to bake brownies at home…walking completely straight too! 🙌🏽Trust and believe that! Lol. The other night the Ex Factor and I were having a conversation about what men reveal to each other about sex. He claims his friends are very honest on what they do and do not do in bed with a woman! I, on the other hand, SMELL BULLSHIT! ✌🏾 The Ex Factor claims that no guy he knows kisses a girl after he just bust in her mouth unless she’s wifey! 😳🤣 Yea okay! ✌🏾 What if I tell y’all…dudes not only do that but they freaky enough to not only kiss their own cum but go down on her next! Cum shots for cum shots! 🤣Think about it…if she already swallowed or spat out his cum…what’s the issue?! If she’s good at what she does…all the remnants got digested 1990s Lil Kim style! 🙌🏽 Better kiss me down if I just pleased you! So dudes out there lying to their friends about what they do and don’t do? Not surprising! What if I told y’all that every time I’ve had period sex…it was the dudes’ idea! Definitely not my idea but I know my body and got a pretty light to non existent flow…only two days in my cycle are real flows! Been like that since I was 13! So when dick can’t wait…I oblige. Truly only done this with Julio (my first) and Elijah. Julio had no issue with it because we took each other’s virginity! He broke my hymen and there was blood every where! Who the hell you think had to clean that up?! Not my traumatized just de virginized self! Hell no! I would still be a virgin now if Julio wasn’t tired of waiting the almost 3 years he did! 🙌🏽 I kept my promise though…I never denied him sex…that is until I met and fell in love with the Ex Factor. There was a new sheriff in town and you can’t give everyone the unlimited coochie coupon! No ma’am you can’t! 😉 Though the Ex Factor and I do not have a nobody denies anyone rule. Julio waited with me and was my first. That package would only be offered to him and my future husband (probably). Other than that, I close down the pussy shop…many times without notice! 🤣✌🏾 So back to dudes lying! Dudes lie so much about what they do in the bed that I know some dudes are in fact into water works (pee) or a good fart in their faces! You know how I know…because women are OPEN (once they admit the sex is happening) about how hard they are trying to please their men! We women are learning how to spit on the dick nastily, fart on cue, and pee right in the middle of his torso! 😳🙄😂 Some of y’all dudes are so nasty…it’s unbelievable! Tossing good salads and shit 🙌🏽 but leaving that out in the conversations with your boys! And I know this because I’ve had my salad tossed AMAZINGLY by Mister Toss Salad! Yum! Would never order it on the menu and damn sure not doing that to any dude but sure the fuck will moan and cum to a great Toss Salad! He Toss and I tell! Cause every woman need to know where to get that good good Toss Salad! lol. Before I wrap this up…let me confess one more thing to you. I won’t say who the dude is (one of my ugly rebound guys though) but dudes so nasty that the first time I was ever eaten out…I definitely had my period! lol! So to the Ex Factor…your boys lying like shit! You wanna get your balls licked, cum swallowed, and a good waterfall (pee) to your torso…then you better be willing to get just as nasty with it for your women! Bitches ain’t fucking for free no more! Do the work guys and stop lying about your acts in bed! We women are on to you! ~KJM on Charm School Monday! So glad I never had to sign up for a fart orgasm or cum shots mixed with pee Sex classes! You know NYC got everything lol! 🙌🏽
The other day I was catching up on my Zane letters when one stuck out to me. A young lady with a troubled past “accidentally” started an affair with a married man. She moved to Atlanta with her child to escape some things occurring in her life. Power to you Sista! Then she was lucky enough to land a job where she worked with a HUNDRED married men, FOUR single men, and very few women. 😳 That’s when our dear Sista lost her power to have a new beginning. One of the married men approached her and asked her for her number…stating that she “seemed interesting to get to know as a friend.” HOLD UP! I’ve heard that line before from…..SINGLE men! Game got to recognize game! Homey coming at you and he ain’t looking for friendship! You may get left with your draws around your ankles if you aren’t careful so tread lightly! 😳 Sometimes young women (and men) just don’t know the warning signs. But since I’m a retired pimp (lol) I understand that starting a friendship with a married man (and not his wife) is a recipe for danger at best and an episode of “SNAPPED” at worst. 😳 I could judge from so many levels but instead I’m going to try to educate our young Sis and women like her. Often times, we wear our pain and insecurities on our sleeves. Predators see this and they aim to capitalize on it. That married man saw our sis’ hurt and decided she would be his next victim! While she may not be totally innocent (cause I’m not sure what conversations I could have with a married man that I did not grow up with as friends and do not know his wife…that would better my life as a single woman), let’s assume our Sis was just lost in a world of pain…in a new city! That married man saw her for the taking. So he dropped that line and sold an immoral friendship. Soon a physical affair ensued and Sis got pregnant…only to find out this man is on his 5th marriage and has 10 outside kids…none from any of his marriages! 🔪🔪🔪 DAMN! Where’s my machete?! 🔪🔪🔪 This fool (also 20 years older than our sis) knew exactly what he was doing and now our Sis is fighting for her life with this psycho! I pray she takes Zane’s advice and relocates not leaving a forwarding address! Predators like these are out there by the buckets yet we so often focus on the other woman instead of checking our husbands! He made the vows! That man should be held accountable!!!! But since I’m a single woman…all I can do is guide women. Here’s 5 ways to avoid starting inappropriate conversations with married men! It’s my hope that if the conversation never occurs…neither will a hurtful affair! 5. WHAT CAN A MARRIED MAN DO FOR YOU IN FRIEDSHIP?! Not a got damn thing! Only bring you to hell in a hand basket with his wife in tow! 😳 I’ve already stated that after the age of around 20, no straight man is actually trying to JUST be our friends. Yes there are exceptions but the rule is more prevalent than anything! This man has a motive and even more importantly, he has a wife!!!! 4. DO I KNOW HIS WIFE?! I do not allowed married men on my private social network that I do not know their wives. Yup! If he steps out of line, I want to know who the fuck to contact! Ain’t nobody got time for him to be in my DMs! I have a lot to tell my maker at those pearly gates and I hope an affair with a married man won’t be one of them! ✌🏾 3. DOES HIS WIFE APPROVE OF THIS FRIENDSHIP?! Now they could be swingers (couples who invite others into their bedroom) and even then you want to tread lightly before you get T.I. and Tinyed! 🙌🏽 Make sure you are into that lifestyle. If so, make it a one nighter with a couple you aren’t friends with or barely know…get the experience…and then get the hell out! ✌🏾 Most of the time, however, his wife will probably be uncomfortable with this new found friendship! End of conversation! 2. AVOID TIME ALONE TOGETHER! Sometimes we tell men we aren’t interested and they try to wear us down by spending time with us…to further trick and confuse us. 😩 Keep things work related (if that is where you met him), never do happy hours or “dates” with this man. If you don’t know him through work…keep a ball park distance away from him! A true pimp has got more than one way to skin a cat…and you are the CAT! Take that fat puss of yours somewhere else…like to a single man’s bed! 🙌🏽 1. WATCH OUT FOR EMOTIONAL CHEATING! I am the queen of emotional cheating! Or use to be. RETIRED now. Lol. One of the things Phoenix use to do is provide (emotionally and then sexually) the things my current guy wasn’t. He listened attentively and then he delivered. Only thing different here is this was the job I had given Phoenix since 2004. Most of the time when others are using this game…it’s not consensual. It’s a purposeful mind fuck to seduce you! So no listening to how bad his marriage and/or life is. Tell him to pay a fucking therapist for that! ✌🏾🔪🔪🔪 ~KJM on Throwback Thursday! These original gangstas and pimps got strong game. They have had more time on this earth and probably more conquests so they know how to make the wounded their prey! Watch out! FYI for the single men…these same rules apply when it comes to married women! Lastly, one of my upcoming blogs will address when you did not know the other person was married….🙌🏽
Warm snot! Battery acid! Egg whites! Salty yogurt! Dishwater! These are just some of the ways women on thoughtcatalog.com described it! 😳 What am I referring to? SPERM! 😳 Contrary to popular belief by many men…it is NOT a woman’s dream to taste your sperm…unless they are referring to a NIGHTMARE! I for one try to avoid giving a blow job whenever I can! For the record…for most of my life I have never liked any white sauces! No ranch! ✌🏾No bleu cheese! ✌🏾And damn sure no CUM! ✌🏾A few years ago…I finally started eating caesar dressing. And that’s the ONLY exception to the no white sauce rule! Now back to cum! 😩 Yuck! Julio, my first, had cum that could fill up a fucking bucket! No way I was gonna be guzzling that shit! 😩 And thank goodness neither the Ex Factor nor I are into oral. He’s never done it to me (lazy lover) and I suck at it (no pun intended) so I’ve been retired for years! 🙌🏽 When I was in the game, I did not do it to every man I slept with. I keep my numbers low on both accounts. Not because I’m some prude but because so many men suck in bed. If he wasn’t a snicker’s bar (a guaranteed climax for a chocolate lover) I won’t even try him! ✌🏾Just because it’s a big penis (for those blessed to have one) does not mean it will do you right! I have NOT seen my BIG O vaginally since May 2010 with Phoenix so that tells me how rare snicker’s bars are! But I digress! 🙄 Back to the topic at hand!Dudes are so quick to talk trash about what a woman’s pussy look, taste, and smell like while we hide our truths in silence! 😭 Most of y’all Sperm taste like battery acid, old taco sauce, or moldy cheese! So NO…it is NOT delicious! I’m gagging just thinking about it! We may moan for your pleasure but we are seriously about to throw the fuck up! The other day one of my homegirls (who shall remain anonymous) had a HORRIBLE first sexual experience with a dude talking mad trash about how good his dick was. Once the itsy bitsty teeny tangerny thing (his dick) came out…the sex was horrifically whack! So much went wrong! Too much to even touch on in this blog. Dude thought he was performing in a porno as the lead when he was really the water boy on the set watching the production! ✌🏽 He kept arching my homegirl’s back and forcing her into uncomfortable positions that he could not pull off! THIS IS NOT COOL for so many reasons but gonna leave it alone for now. She was so dry and unsatisfied that she made him stop. To see if the sex would get better, she popped the tangerine in her mouth. I’m not sure why she felt the need to bless him this way because I would have ended the whole damn thing with one of those less than stellar geriatric hand jobs I gave Elijah after he rudely shoved the rabbit (type of vibrator) in me without my permission. No mouth nor vagina is rewarding bad behavior! ✌🏾 But that’s just me. Elijah really gave himself that hand job but that’s a story for another time. When dude started cumming, he proceeded to force my homegirl to swallow his cum. Where is my fucking machete?!!!! 🔪🔪🔪 NOT COOL! Fucking violation…you dirty dick! To top it off, his cum tasted like shit! My homegirl asked him what the fuck did he eat that day as she began to choke on the sewage! 😩 He claimed he had some KFC! 😐Dude don’t blame the Kernel for your bad tasting cum! Your diet and hygiene are probably off as fuck and you dare force my friend to taste it?!!! You bloodclot rude! 🔪🔪🔪 There was no treat in this whole night for my friend. But bad sperm killed her whole week! BOYS…just know that we women discuss shit like this and we name names too! Yea you with the bad tasting cum! We are on to you! Get in the gym and start eating less processed foods! You nasty hoe! No one likes a dirty smelling nor tasting dick! So glad I prefer Popeyes over KFC because I’m just so fucking disgusted I may never have eaten fried chicken again!!!! May he have 10 years of bad luck…no blow jobs for him and hopefully a lifetime of blue balls! ~KJM hates male hoes who ain’t shit! Happy Hump Day and remember boys…a healthy diet goes a long way!
I opened one of the ten boxes left from my move. It was a HUGE box. I expected to see books in it from graduate school (which ended 8 years ago). You see ever since I left NC, all of my things had gone from storage to apartments then back to storage again…and finally in an apartment again. So in my mind it made sense that only memories of my years in NC would be in this box. To my shock and horror, I had papers, research work, and books dating back to 2002…when I was still in COLLEGE!!! Good time to say WE ARE…PENN STATE! 🙌🏽 Bad time to say I hadn’t lived in PA since summer 2003 and here it is July 2017 and I still have remnants of college and years after still with me! 😳 I recently read and posted an article written by a woman who explained how being a minimalist and uncluttering the physical things in her home changed her life AND HER SPIRIT. 🙌🏽 It took me 3 hours to unpack and toss out every single thing in THIS ONE BOX! I never got to the other 9. 😳 Page after page…book after book…I got so frustrated. Realizing that I’m a neat pack rat is no easy realization. I mean it’s no wonder I can’t make any real decisions about the Ex Factor. He got lucky to meet a pack rat 7 years ago and it’s worked in his favor. Every manipulation depended on him banking that I would not be able to let go of anything! The good. The bad. It would always stay with me and so would he. I mean why the hell do I have research reports still with me. I’ve moved from PA to MD to VA to NC to NJ to VA again back to NJ again with all this CLUTTER! No wonder my heart has felt so overwhelmed and conflicted all these years. I’ve built an island filled of shit that had one use for one season and managed to keep piling more shit on…never taking anything off. Not even the small unimportant stuff! I’m surprised I didn’t find any of my high school or grade school papers in this box! 😩 I need you to understand something. These things were not kept as special keepsakes. No. They were purposely kept BY ME to ENSLAVE MYSELF to every VICTORY and every DEFEAT! 😭 That’s when it dawned on me…that the reason I cannot move forward is because I have not truly forgiven myself for all of my mistakes in life. It’s like if I hold on to the good and the bad…I give these last 7 years purpose. 😳 Why had I not freed myself? I just don’t know the full answer to that. But tossing out the items in this box after carefully examining each thing to make sure there was zero value in them…I know that decluttering is the start of my forgiveness process. I cannot stay stuck in time. Yes there were good days and if I was only taking those moments of greatness with me as a sign of being grateful I had those moments…saying thank you to the universe for those smiles and days of laughter…this would be healthy. But behind each moment of greatness…there were ten doors filled with pain (the papers equaling thoughts I held onto) that I painfully relived since 2002…with 2009 beginning the Dark Ages in my life. Mid 2013, I started to see a light at the end of the tunnel not realizing that while I had physically moved forward…mentally I was still enslaved… ~KJM on Charm School Monday. This is just a beginning process. I had no idea that my life was so cluttered. Are you cluttering your life?