I’m Fiending
She knows I want her. She’s the epitome of fly; Her style excites me. I don’t beat around the bush; I told her that love getting to know her, but I’d also love getting to know what makes the dam in her vagina break, PAUSE. Yes, I want her. I don’t care about who her friends are. I made them cum in the past; I’m trying to make her body levitate off the bed, IN THE FUTURE. This is to you FLY GIRL. You know who you are. And why “they” try to figure it out; we should be figuring out how many times we can make each other climax before your man gets home…
She wrote me:
I know but I don’t want nobody to think shit. U know u are the undresser lol
I responded:
I’m too attracted to you to act like I’m not. We can be cool and friendly on here, because I honestly enjoy learning about you and how you think. But don’t think for one second, that if I EVER have the chance to have you on my arm, if even for one night, that I won’t. I don’t care about who you’re with, or who I’m with, or who we both know…cause none of them have to know.
I know I want your company. I know I want to watch you walk by my side, looking fly…with no competition. I know I want you looking pretty in my passenger seat. I want to see what heels you have on, what accessories you compliment them with, what outfit you choose…
See this is no kiddy game. I want to fuck her. Not like I want to fuck that other big booty having chick with the face that I am not the least bit attracted to on my friends list, I mean, I want to romance her insides until she’s so lost in the grown up activities that she feels like a kid again.
Her whole team is live. Light-skin, dark-skin, doesn’t matter. An attractive group of twenty-somethings, all with a minimum of bachelor degrees. As a unit, they are on point. Every team has a player that stands out though. One that shines above the rest, if only slightly, that’s HER. I know stuff about her that she doesn’t even know that I know, courtesy of her hating friend that felt like I was putting her on a pedestal, so she had to knock her back down; but she failed. She’s THE SHIT to me.
She has a man and I’m not trying to break up their happy home; I’ll just come over and play plumber. Unclog her drain; let her water run freely. Some of her girls are past post on this very blog; I think she’s scared of what they will think. We’re grown, nobody has to know. You don’t have to be a blog post. Our sessions can forever remained locked in the best blog I’ve ever authored; the one in my head.
I’m in no rush though, as I’m here, READY, up until the day I decide that I want to commit to a different lifestyle. She may very well only be interested in the man that she’s dating and that’s fine. In that case, I wish them the best. I would never hate on his ability to lock down the woman I desire. O’ but sir, if you ever make her feel unwanted and she wants a shoulder to cry on and a supreme stroke to make her temporarily forget whatever injustices you have delivered, I will be there…and you may not ever get her back.
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Author: The Undresser
Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.
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20 Comments
9/2/2010
“She has a man and I’m not trying to break up their happy home; I’ll just come over and play plumber. Unclog her drain; let her water run freely.”
Some ladies just have that pull i guess! haha! Nice one.
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9/2/2010
Nicely written, sir. BUT DON’T BE A HOMEWRECKER! lol Good luck
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September 2nd, 2010 at 7:25 pm
she already hoed me and told me no…I can’t even get her phone number, lol. All I could do is try and life must go on.
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9/2/2010
lmao @ she hoed u already lmao ha ha
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September 3rd, 2010 at 2:07 am
lol, I’m glad you enjoy my failure. Same way you FAILED with old girl….hahahaha
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9/2/2010
*smh*
Dang. Back to square one.
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September 3rd, 2010 at 2:07 am
whats the shaking your head about?
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September 3rd, 2010 at 7:24 am
You finding a new infatuation every other month(exaggerating). You become fascinated and fixated on one woman, wanting to know EVERYTHING about her. It’s almost like you want and enjoy that “new car smell”. And no one woman can be new for too long. LOL. When you take the time to make these posts you write them in the form of a man whose experiencing “love at first sight”. And then, you sit down with them, they open their mouths, and *vomit*. They are everything you do not want in a woman like your classmate who you said could be your wife HA!
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This is getting long. Will finish later. Call you on m break.
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September 3rd, 2010 at 9:29 am
I NEVER said this woman could be my wife. Her lifestyle and mines don’t even mesh the same. Now my classmate, that woman was different. Get this though Poitree, one of the dancers I was kicking it with at my cousins bachelor party hit me up on facebook (my real one).
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September 3rd, 2010 at 6:24 pm
Da heck? You know this is a very low blow right? A stripper? You KNOW how I feel about your REAL facebook that you so called NEVER use anyway…We are on the verge of a weekend breakup with this one sir…I’M THE BEST FRIEND EVER GAHBDAMBIT. I GET ALL ACCESS!!! *end tantrum*
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I will be calling you soon to get info about said skripper…she better be paying her way through college. *side eye* And if she ain’t, we have a problem.
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September 3rd, 2010 at 6:26 pm
and WHY the heck are all my posts always moderating?!?! ugh. I’m just in an all around pissy mood. Maybe I won’t call you right now. I don’t like to talk to you when I’m like this unless I REALLY have to. If you don’t call me tonight on your way to *insert random chick’s name here*, I’ll catch you in the morning.
Loves.
September 4th, 2010 at 11:41 am
I went over a girls house that Brooklyn hooked me up with. Her stats are NICE, but I don’t know if I have the patience for the physical aspect of “us”.
9/3/2010
This made me laugh… The plumber part, mostly. Haha
Aight UH, let’s see what happens with this one…
But u know we WILL want a blog if it ever ends up going down
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9/3/2010
why you old man-hoe! Give your johnson a coupla days rest whydoncha? (lol)
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September 4th, 2010 at 11:42 am
I try, but then they get to calling… and it’s a few women, I can’t turn down.
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9/3/2010
Can’t win em all… And it doesn’t seem as if you’re really bothered by it… So oh well
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9/3/2010
WOW. Your way with words is a talent worth applause, undresser. It is remarkable how you can make blind, emotionless sex sound like an epic romance. That said, I’m happy to hear this girl is SMART. By that I am in no way implying that she’d be an idiot to hook up with you, just that she’s sharp enough to realize that the grass is always greener and appreciates what she has at home. However, if this blog has taught me anything it’s that you typically get what you want. I have no doubt the two of you will be playing mattress tag in no time. My only regret is I’ll never read about it.
Damn.
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September 4th, 2010 at 11:39 am
lol @ mattress tag. She’s playing hard to get; but I’m not giving up quite yet. As long as she keeps talking to me, I’ll keep talking to her…
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9/5/2010
dnt we always want wat we cnt have.
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10/27/2010
so yes ive finally caught up. Ive read this when i first found out about this site.. but after reading everything im a little more comfortable commenting. when u wrote ” I want to romance her insides until she’s so lost in the grown up activities that she feels like a kid again.” blew my mind… not really im exaggerating. but damn what a line. lol
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