Sex and The Southern Belle

FEELING Maxwell is my fav singer of all time. Period. Point blank. What is it about Al Green that makes me wanna make me have a baby? Well..at least make a baby? I mean he just does something to me........ John Legend is def in my top 5 singers of all time Anthony Hamilton is up in there too... And D'Angelo! I am so excited about his new album Tweet needs to drop a new one... I"m glad I got to see Sade in concert..who knows when she'll tour again... Sometimes..I bump a whole day full of "trap music".........and enjoys it. It makes me wish I had a big ass and worked at Magic City......but oh well. Speaking of which..T.I needs to drop that album, I'm also looking forward to the 2 CHainz. Secretly..he's my "hood baby daddy" although truth be told..dude isn't hood at all. He has a college degree, went on a B-ball scholarship and graduated with a 4.0. WTF...  I do find musicians who went to college VERY sexy (I.e. Ryan Leslie....h...

(Hello Darren Sharper.........yummmy!) If you didn't know.......in addition to two Blogger blogs.... I have a Tumblr too. If you also didn't know.............I have a dimple fetish. (along with a beard fetish but.......whatever. I can have more than one). SO follow me on Tumblr....my spot dedicated to black men with Dimples :) http://blackwithdimples.tumblr.com  Enjoy :)

In our latest installment of Ask The MochaPeach , we answer questions about men and sex toys, brought to you by adult novelty shop Adam and Eve. Dear The Mocha Peach: My husband and I are very adventurous in the bedroom. We use all types of toys and aids, But we are looking for toys that he can use, both together and solo. You see, I travel a lot for work...and sometimes I know he gets  lonely....so I want him to use some toys with his porn. Not to mention, we want some toys we can use together when I return from those long trips. He's very open to the idea but we have no idea where to start.  Have any ideas? Signed,  Need Toys for my Man ***** Dear "Need Toys for my Man": Well my dear, I am glad you asked me questions about sex toys for your  husband. I am glad he is open and receptive to using toys (and kudos to him for wanting to use them when his sweetpea is away  on business...awww!). Although I do not review many ale sex toys, I ...

FEELING Beautiful in simple, summery outfits. My hair has naturally changed colors. All the funky styles I've been doing with my Locs All things Idris Elba. Finding me a hot white boy like Channing Tatum to dance to Ginuwine's "Pony". White super high thread count sheets Tweet still goes hard Frank Ocean is everything The book I just read . The Surrendered Singl e. It truly changed how I view relationships. That being said, I'm much more relaxed and in the flow of life. flowers just because..... Low country boils. Yummmmy! my ideal date: take me to the park, eat ice cream and talk.....so simple. I'm bulking up weight wise. Loehmann's. I LOVE that store. Surprising one of my closest friends :) I sent her a bomb foodie package if I do say so myself: spicesm cooking stuff. So fun. She tells me all the stuff she makes! LOL I like thoughtful gifts... :) Men who aren't afraid I show emotions. Glad I have an idea of what my dissertat...

One of the most underrated r&b singers of our generation, Charlene "Tweet" Keys, from Rochester, NY,  is a powerhouse vocalist and talented songwriter. She burst onto the scene with her debut album "Southern Hummingbird  (2002) and to this day, it's one of few albums I can play all the way through w/ o skipping a track. It was lead by the sexually charged missy Elliott produced ode to masturbation "Ooops, oh my". While that was definitely a banger, the ballads on the album were the selling point for me. " Always Wil l" is my absolute favorite from the album. About an undying love and a self-assured woman who KNOWS that this man will love her forever, Tweet sings it so effortlessly. (I believe she also played guitar on this track too..audiophiles can correct me if I am wrong) My Favorite Lyrics: We're inseparable Cause your soul's with mine And you've, you've been loving me so long And I bet you always will We cou...

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Do you remember? How we used to stay up all night texting and calling about nothing Running lines of poetry together like it was our natural speaking voices Something out of Bronte or Sanchez It was us.... Remember how you had pet names for my pussy... Sight unseen You knew she was sweet before you even had a taste and when you did You said she gave you a toothache You said the aching hasn't stopped Just moved to a dull fire in your belly I remember that Us. Yo.. How you gonna tell me about all the things you wanted to show me Special brews and spells you wanted to cast. Old vinyl you wanted to play As you bent me over mud cloth pillows Teasing and stroking Slow dancing to the music in our heads How you gonna promise me that? But it was so you It was us... Modern machinery archives old messages between us Cute flirtations that melted into heat Made me giggle like my inner 12 year old FaceTime led to face time where we couldn't face time... I swear.. ...

 Frank Ocean is dope. Period. What a brave soul...as an instrumental person in the fusion of R&B and Hip-Hop with a dash of pop, lending his pipes and writing to Jay Z, Kanye and a host of other people. He was featured on a few songs on "Watch the Throne" ....but his internet release mixtape  " Nostaliga, Ultra " is what really made me fall in love with him.. A Native of New Orleans, his voice just paralyzes me.... Singer, Songwriter and part of the hip-hop alternative collective of "Odd Future" ...he is a force to be reckoned with. He reminds me of a new-age Stevie Wonder or something.....his voice..his passion. I last featured him on the blog with the song "Thinkin Bout You"...but now he has his first major label release, just a week after he "came out" (or rather, explained.....) that he had been previously in a homosexual relationship. Who cares, right?  Apprently some in the hip-hop community and some narrow mnde...

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We paint poetry with pussy and penis wet acrylics of lust on a canvas of this bed Release me..... spread me eagle across this place until i break and shatter into fragments Release me... We paint poetry with tongues and fingers dipped into the pool of drowning of confusion that blurs into rainbows and nirvana We paint poetry with lies and forgiveness with uncompromising lust and madness You won't let me go And I wont let you own me But I never move an inch. We paint poetry with bubbles and bath water you drink me in..inhale me in one fail gulp panties in your teeth. catch my pubic hair  and tug and I scream Release me.. until my torment becomes your anguish until my orgasms turn into gasoline-laced screams you set me on fire... but release me We paint poetry Fragmented Like Frieda and Diego Beautifully tragic together and senseless apart volatile beauty broken by moments of time You were mine..and I yours We paint poetry like abstract re...

FEELING: like a hopeless romantic like buying a jumpsuit (random) like watching some porn. cause my friend @ThePrissyMommy reminded me I haven't done a "Weekly Porn Review" in ages. But since I've made a personal vow to not watch any, I havent had any to review. Maybe that'll change. like I need a hobby that Frank Ocean is the bravest dude I know. and I LOVE him.  D"angelo's Return The BET awards wasn't so rachet this year which is good ..Frankie Beverly and Maze got honored on the show which is nice. deep down I know good, attractive men exist. I dont subscribe to male bashing for that reason. Sure..I get frustrated but bashing ain't my style. I gotta get another tattoo perhaps I need to "sell myself" and advertise all the qualities I have. Like a want ad.....for dating. (I am reading this book called The Surrendered Single and they suggest you "advertise" that you are single to friends, family, social networ...

I just so happened to catch the latest episode of Unsung and it featured the Afro-Cuban beauty which was/is Angela Bofill. Born in the Bronx to a Cuban father and Afro-Puerto Rican mother, she  was one of the first Latina singers to find success in the R&B world in the 1970s.  My mother used to play this song all the time. No doubt, I think she gravitated toward the sad and tragic singers for reasons deeper than I could ever know... and she passed the musical gene on to me I guess :) Sadly, Angela Bofill has experienced two strokes and no longer can sing like she used to. But that deep, melodic contralto voice is quite haunting.  She had many hits like "This time I'll be Sweeter" and "I'm on your Side"..but "I Try" is most definitely my favorite. She said she wrote it when she was 17 and experienced her first heartbreak..but this song is timeless. Every girl (and guy) can relate to it. My fav lyrics...hell...it's the entire song: I...

I've tried to let this die To let the ambers turn to gray ash But it wont let me Oxygen that you breath into me Let's it live on. Why do this to me so? I touch myself  trying to touch the depths of my soul But I can only get so far My body bursts opens with tears because it's my only response Why do you do this to me? My life is incomplete without you Though they tell me I shouldn't say these things "Weak" is what they pen me Strong black women shouldn't say such things... But nothing about this weakens me Why....why do you do this to me? It is 106 outside.. The AC humming and the low, melodic whirl of a ceiling fan Yet I am on fire lying here on these sheets... Why do you do this to me? I cant eat or sleep I want to consume you for both I want to stay naked Just in case so you can clothe me Why oh why do you do this to me? I want to feel chocolate flesh on flesh Dark hands grip ample hips Massaging mounds of firmnes...

When I was 20...I tried to commit suicide. It was exactly 3 months before my 21st birthday. I should have been excited to turn 21. But...I wasn't. My life was an absolute wreck. I was taking a full load of classes. I was trying joining a sorority, which presented its own set of drama and mayhem, and on top of that, I had a boyfriend who was a master manipulator. I wouldn't say he was "abusive" in that sense of the word...but what I will say was nothing I did was ever good enough, I never spent enough time with him, and I never seemed to please him  I hated being where I was in life. I played the same CD's over and over. I read too much Sylvia Plath. My weight, a constant struggle, went up and down because of binge eating or not eating at all. My mother and I, despite our good relationship, were fighting much more often because I could not stand what I was seeing at home between her and my Father. And although she was right, I chose to ignore her advice. I felt I...