Love 04/03 by AfroerotiK | Blog Talk Radio

Love 04/03 by AfroerotiK | Blog Talk Radio

Love.  It’s mysterious, it’s often times elusive, and it’s what we need for our survival.  It makes our hearts go pitter patter and we fall head over heels into it.  We are going to be talking about Eros: how to find it and maintain it.   We, as a society, have become so disconnected and fragmented; love has lost its meaning.  We equate Hollywood romance with love, we want to be loved but we are terrified of being hurt so we shut ourselves off from it.  Some people have never seen true love so they define it as the drama that goes along with relationships.  Well, this is the conversation where we are going to get down to the nitty gritty on L O V E.

Joining us for this in-depth discussion of love is Grace Chung, author of We Must Stay Tuned to Make Music: Love-Actions for Your Partnering and Personal Evolution and owner of the website Love Actions.  We will be talking about the things we need to do within ourselves to attract love and the things we can and should be doing with our partners to maintain love.  Grace Chung is a wife, mother to a 13 year old girl and 11 year old boy, fine & graphic artist, and author. She has always been a keen observer of human nature, with an artist's way of seeing beyond the norm, and a love of articulating her thoughts and visions. Being with her husband for 17 years has made partnering a topic she literally lives. She sees success in partnering as not so different from success in bringing out our best selves. It comes down to staying tuned and taking Love-Actions.

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Submissive White Men

It’s a topic so important that we have to do a follow up.  On our last show, we talked about the dynamics of individuals who are aroused by being called racial epithets during their intimate moments with partners of other races.  The last half hour of the show was dedicated to submissive white males and their agendas.  There just wasn’t enough time to go into the multi-layers of this HUGE phenomenon so we’re going to dedicate an entire show to peeling off the layers and exposing this trend, where it comes from, and what it all means.

On this show, we are going to be exploring the different types of submissive white men, what it  means to Blacks in a racist society to have so many white men sexually submissive, what impact does this trend have on our culture, why this trend has remained so hidden in plain sight, and we will hear from the mouths of submissive white men and Black dominants who will tell all their secrets.  Join us for this fascinating conversation that will surely open your eyes and make you rethink everything you know. 

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Sexually Submissive White Men 03/20 by AfroerotiK | Blog Talk Radio

Sexually Submissive White Men 03/20 by AfroerotiK | Blog Talk Radio

It’s a topic so important that we have to do a follow up.  On our last show, we talked about the dynamics of individuals who are aroused by being called racial epithets during their intimate moments with partners of other races.  The last half hour of the show was dedicated to submissive white males and their agendas.  There just wasn’t enough time to go into the multi-layers of this HUGE phenomenon so we’re going to dedicate an entire show to peeling off the layers and exposing this trend, where it comes from, and what it all means.  

On this show, we are going to be exploring the different types of submissive white men, what it  means to Blacks in a racist society to have so many white men sexually submissive, what impact does this trend have on our culture, why this trend has remained so hidden in plain sight, and we will hear from the mouths of submissive white men and Black dominants who will tell all their secrets.  Join us for this fascinating conversation that will surely open your eyes and make you rethink everything you know.  

After Dinner Treats

Her breathing was calm; I could tell she was having a peaceful dream.  I love watching her sleep; it is my private time to revel in her beauty and sweetness.  Hours earlier, she wasn’t the serene and slumbering vision that lay before me.  Earlier, she was a woman in charge, driving me to heights of passion that most men only dream about. 

I had taken her to dinner just to give her a special treat . . . and somewhere in between the appetizer and the salad; my girl decided that she had to have me, come hell or high water.  Damn!  I love that feeling.  She went to the ladies room and returned with a slightly damp pair of panties discreetly in her hand and a seductively wicked smile on her face.  She dropped the panties in my lap as she slid back into her seat, exposing her bare mound for my eyes only.  They couldn’t have weighed more than a few ounces but the presence of her red silk panties lying there against my hard-on made them seem like a ton of bricks.  I desperately wanted to hold them to my nose and inhale her sexy scent but I dared not in the very public restaurant. 

“Uhhh, waiter, check please.”  I couldn’t get out of there fast enough.  My lady had other plans as she told him to come back later with the bill.  She slid her chair closer to me, undid my pants barely beneath the fringe of white linen tablecloth and freed my raging erection.  Her silky smooth fingers gently caressing me made me want to nut right there.  She took a breadstick from the table and lowered it out of my view.  She was squirming and moaning ever so slightly indicating that she was doing really naughty things with that thing.  I wanted to pull that, “Oh, I dropped my napkin let me get it under the table” trick but that only happens in fake assed porno’s.  When she put that breadstick in her mouth and started to suck it like it was my dick I almost threw her on the table and fucked her right there for the entire world to see. 

I left the waiter the biggest tip he’d ever gotten in his life and I couldn’t wait to get to the car.  Apparently, neither could my girl.  She was all over me.  It’s a good thing the windows of my truck are tinted.  Once completely inside, she leaned over unzipped my pants and wrapped her full, wet, thick lips around my dick and sucked me until I was moaning.  It was the sloppy, wet kinda blowjob where you know your girl is doing it because she loves it and not because she’s obligated to do it.  She was rolling my balls in her fingers and stroking me off at the same time.  I felt myself about to lose it and I grabbed my shit to keep from busting a nut and I tried to conjure up images that would keep me from having to explain funny white stains to my car detailer and to my drycleaner. 

She wouldn’t stop.  She pulled her dress up and slid over in my lap.  She undid the buttons on her blouse and pulled her nipples out of her bra.  I sucked those perfect, hard, brown pebbles as she guided my dick to her hole. 

Her pussy was so hot and wet I could feel her flesh pull me inside.  I grabbed a handful of that ass and held on tight as she used my dick for her pleasure.  Her pussy was gripping my dick so hard it felt like a vice, a velvety, smooth, hot wet vice nonetheless.  That ridge inside her was working the spot on the head of my dick and was driving me insane. 

We were both moaning like crazy.  She was grinding on me, smothering me with her titties.  I was slapping that ass and my dick was in heaven.  I felt her strong brown thighs grip me and I knew she was cumming.  Man!  I coated every single inch of her womb I came so hard. 

I wish I could say that I fucked the shit out of her when I got home but I would be lying.  Truthfully, she rode me until my dick was sore.  We both surrendered to the exhaustion you feel at the end of the most satisfying and delicious night. 

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