One Weary Night in Dubai

Ohh its Thursday night, a night where all the expats are waiting for. Sunset comes and the moonlight is calling, actually I just wanted to get out of the busy city of Dubai and take a long nice drive it sounded exotic and extra ordinary for me. So off I went just as I finish my work.

Once hit the road hearing the car engine efficiently working at a high speed with the tires hugging the pavement was enough to make me feel exited for the night. With the breeze and coldness of the night and the seemingly endless view of express highway extending in front of me, I knew it was going to be an unforgettable night.

A 45 minutes drive including a quick stop in a petrol pump to load some for the car and myself is just what I needed. Even we say we are in the Middle East a dessert place we can still see the greenest of both sides of the road and thanks for your highness Sheikh Zayed and for these were enough for me to feel rejuvenated.

The city where so far behind me and so my worries. Feeling free I rolled down my window to let the cool air comes to blow my hair and chill my cheeks. The fogs are so lovely it forms as what I intent it to be.

Now its time for me to look for a good nice spots, park the car at the roadside and there it was, a breathtaking view I awed by its beauty and magnificence that never fails to give me goose bumps.

After a long staring suddenly I whisper to myself I’ll see you again to the natural wonders of the world. I hoop at the back of the car take my camping bag and prepared it for sleeping.

Inside my tent, just lying down listening to the sound of silence that feels like music in my ears then suddenly not knowingly the time runs so fast and it was morning the sun was starting to shine, then I pack back my things hope into the car and drove into the highway with a minimum speed no longer in a hurry.

As Im reaching the city feels like Im awake again, I told myself reality here I am. I couldn’t help but smile though. I figured I may be back in the Busy City of Dubai but I have rich and wonderful experience on me.

Climax and Climate

Its morning now, get up and see the sunrise in our corridor unfortunately the clouds looks so heavy and dark so I decided to walk back to my room; while walking down the hallway there’s a shining rubber flashing right on the last step of our dorms stairs.

Curiosities landed in my mind and figure it out that it’s a condom. Now, why and how did this rubber end up here? I have no clue. At first, I thought it was rubbish plastic from junk foods but it was not.

It is real, Interesting I thought to myself. What stuff are they up to now, stuff we don't already know...

Now this I called climax, been there than that and forgotten where I throw things up. That’s why the word climax and climate share the same etymological root.

A culmination of some sort, I suppose...But not always and definitely not for all involved. So I guess, the old wise saying of "fake it until you make it" still holds true, wherever a woman happens to be...

Qualified

We the willing, led by the unknowing, 

are doing the impossible for the ungrateful; 

We have done so much, for so long, with so little, 

that we are now qualified to do anything with nothing!

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Attitudes

The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. 

It is more important than the past, than education, than money, than circumstances, than failures, than success, than what Other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness, or skills. 

The remarkable thing is....

We have a choice everyday of our lives. Regarding the attitude we embrace for that day. We cannot change our past. We cannot change the fact that People will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. 

The only thing we can do is play on the string we have, and That Is Our Attitude....

I'm convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it. And so it is with you...

We are in charge of our Attitudes!

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In Response of Sex or Love

1) Is there a right or wrong in loving a person?
A) I believed and till now i still believe that there is no such thing as right and wrong when it comes to loving a person...


People may not understand why there are many committed men and women who still have indecent relationships.. though i know its not indecent, its just how the perception of other people is..

but if you are an intelligent person and can justify your actions and other people's actions then it is just a normal thing to love..

I dnt know if you agree with me..but I think, even if you are married and is unhappy with ur married life, it is still our right to find the person who can make us happy..

be satisfied with just simple things and be contented with the person u love..as long as the feeling is mutual...

For me, I dnt care what other will say with my preference to whom I will be & love, as long as I am happy & I'll stand for it.
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Sex or Love

At my age, I know that I do not have the potential and capabilities to explain everything about love and sex but I Strongly believe that I can freely express my own thoughts, knowledge, and ideas about this issue! Although I have not been in that situation, but the fact that I know to give love and I experienced how to be loved is enough to come up with all these ideas. And I know from this moment upon reading this note I know there are a certain things playing on your mind about the title itself! I know your curiosity goes along weather you admit it to yourself or deny it.

Is it right to love a person who has been committed and have been tie a knot already? Is it right that a man who has been married will still have a sex with another woman? I cannot actually get the logic of those lovers who commits this fault. I don't know if this thing makes them happy. Because in my perception you cannot live a happy life as long as there is someone crying and suffering for the action that they did. Why some people looking and seeking for an extra or for another one the fact that they have it all, is it just because they don't find sexual satisfaction and pleasure for their love one's or they want to experience something different? Are they not afraid on what they are doing? Or maybe they find someone they will truly love, and share some thoughts about something and sustain the love they are longing for, and I believe also in the saying that sometimes we fell in love in a wrong person but at the right time and sometimes right person at the wrong time! But whatever it is! It is your choice I cannot dictate you all!

Sex and Love can be separates and it is definitely true! Are you going to believe me that a man can live without love but cannot without sex? However, a woman can live without sex but cannot without love. Again, that is the saddest part of being a woman! Where willing to die just for the sake of love! But many people today in our society find themselves falling for people just out for lust sad but it is true!

For a married man "Beware for a beautiful woman" Yes they can inspire you to do just about anything! However, you should always remember that is it the heart who reveals the personality of a person! You can be hooked through the lies of love through their beauty. Don't let to step in and went with her eyes instead of her heart! But if she can love you unconditionally why not? Succeeding a relationship is not finding the right person it is learning to love the person you will find.

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Lightning

You are like a lightning that come and burst my life. 

You give meaning, dreams and hope. You open up my eyes. 

Though that you would stay for good, though that you would find your home with me 

and you’ll say there’s no turning back. 

But on a sudden just a blink of an eye you’re gone.

My Traits

My name is Hazel but for some I name myself as lezah. From Davao City, Philippines. Im not really a good writer either nor has a gift to write but I begun to realize that this is a good way for me to express my innermost emotions, feelings, desires and even my darkest secrets.

I’m an intensely emotional and strongly aware of the darkest side of a human nature. I don’t live on the surface of life buy experience it as its deepest level. I posses an iron will, a strong ego and a unique personal magnetism. I make a loyal friend and a passionate lover.

I’m always intuitive, ambitious and have a penetrating mind and I have a burning need to uncover what is hidden, whether it’s a mystery or someone else’s innermost secrets and I rarely appear on who I am on the outside and not easy to get to know.

Have You Had Cybersex?

Have You Ever Had Sex/CyberSex in One of the List of Your Friends in FB?

Well this is the place where you can share.

I mean think about if you had sex or cybersex with someone, anyone on Facebook, bet you have!

Come on, I know you did, don’t deny it, I wont ask names!

Mistresses Etiquette's

Let me share to you some etiquettes of the Ladies that we so-called  "The Other Woman“, "The Mistress" or No. 2. 

1) "The Other Woman" is not "The Legal One", know your place & neither the twain shall meet & they better not.

2) Even if he tells you he loves you more than his wife, don’t let that stay long to your head.

3) You should be ready to give up Valentine’s Day, Christmas Day, New Year’s Day, Holy Week and birthdays. 

4) Don’t patronize the wife’s beauty parlor, jewelry shop & the places they are going.

5) Don’t call & ask him to come over to your place, wait for his call & just reply back to his sms.

6) To be seen with him in public is risky. The second time is fatal to one of you. The third time is the end for both of you.

7) Never believe & never say anything unfriendly to his wife, not even after he recites a litany of her faults just be

there to listen all.

8) Be a woman of substance & independent (means don’t ask for too much money). He knows what you need.

9) Be discreet. Make sure he doesn't talk while sleeping & doesn't leave his mobile anywhere.

10) When he breaks a date, charge it to a very busy day for him.

11) Don’t complain. You can't. 

12) Send him home as soon as it becomes apparent that he is over staying.

13) Don’t used tears as weapons. He’s probably had enough of that from her.

14) When in doubt, disappear.

15) When all else fails, leave him.

16) To many of us women; loves being "Legally Committed". You didn't ask or insist for marriage. Know where you

stand when circumstances at present.

Now it’s your turn to add the Etiquettes…

What you think would be the next etiquette's that you can apply in here?

Sweet Surrender

It’s late and dawn, half the world are asleep but I’m much wide awake. 

I can’t sleep trying to figure out, how did this come to be? 

What if I’d never knew you? What if I’d never found you? 

I never had this feeling inside me now. 

I still can remember the last time we spent together. 

The night has never been long enough and it is an agony for us to part. 

And once again you come to me and whispers whatever left unsaid. 

Fulfilling the magnificent exultation of my flesh that I can’t denied. 

Once entrenched, you drag yourself out of bed with a look of dismay and giving me a deep sigh pretending that you still linger then raises the lattice. 

Together we stood by the side door and showing me how you dreads the upcoming day that will keep us apart. 

I've watched you go vanish in my eyes but your shadow remain in the most charming memory.

Occupation In-Love

I have often seriously wondered if Love is ever possible under Occupation. I mean, just ponder on the word Occupation. 

Take your time, am in no hurry, we have Time on our side...all of it. I am sure you have heard the following expression - He/She is too occupied to love.

 

So tell me, is Love possible when one is so occupied ? Can the heart find that vital vacant, empty space to beat that extra beat? Does an occupation occupy the Heart too?

 

I personally feel very occupied. Invaded and occupied. Whatever passion I had has turned into a refined hateful anger... A well polished one. And oh, so necessary! People think that they insult me when they call me "hateful." They prefer at best, gratitude and at worst indifference, less intimidating, I suppose.

 

But hey, you have your lot of grateful ones playing jesters for you. And another lot of indifferent ones whose worlds revolve around their pockets and belly. You own them. Surely you can't own it all.

 

I am making certain that you will never own my hatred. Hateful - I am, and you are constantly ensuring its legitimacy, transforming it into a Higher Law. An 11th commandment - Thou shall hate your occupier with all your heart. 

Some argue that "hate" is consuming me. Of course it is, and what a beautiful, blissful feeling it gives me. A smooth, velvety, unhampered, raging fire that moves me, unceasingly so...until your presence is no longer.

 

But am no fool, this wonderful gift is to be used wisely -- context and timing. But then I always need to remind myself that Time is on our side. All the time in the world. And Context is our play field. We choose the best time to efficiently "hate" you.

So after all, it may be that " Hate" is nothing but a true Love, under Occupation.

Shawarma

Just got home from a long day of work offfffff and so hungry craving for that foul smelling delicacy of the Middle East so called SHAWARMA. Had to find a taxi and its so hard to commute at this time as everybody is going home. But I got there, nothing can stop me of my only hope tonight and how I long for that tasty and voluptuous shawarma Ohh don’t forget the sauce.

The pride of Road Side Shop… SHAWARMA

I wonder what it tastes or feels like to kiss a man who just ate Shawarma. I mean kiss right away, just after his last bite... no chewing gum, candy whatsoever. It wouldn't really matter if it's the man you really love... It's like kissing your men when he wakes up in the morning (re: her last meal-garlic steak) and he hasn't performed his morning rituals yet... that's the real fresh French kiss... without the fluoride.

When you love someone, you accept him and love him for everything that he is. He might have tons of onions and garlic with him that stings your eyes and make you cry. But you'll take and have him because you'll still love him for whom and what he is and what he might become.

All meat, sizzling, without the cucumber, cut the onions, no garlic sauce, with garlic sauce, more garlic sauce and chilly sauce.

When I Stop Loving You

You are as cold as a waning moon, eclipsed.

A dried frosted petal caught between the canyon's rocks.

You dissolve slowly withering in a void.

You are inertia a lifeless form

When I stop loving you

you are Death itself.

Alone Again

I love and like to be alone, as for me I can do a lot of things for myself just staying home alone. Sometimes we need a space for ourselves to think, console and repent of what we have done to our life. In this we may truly know our self and reflect all what’s happening to us.

Sometimes people wonder and say, how I could stand in this kind of a living. Just to live on with my life and go home to an empty house, a couch, a bed, a TV, a PC, a refrigerator stuck with food that surely I can't consume by myself. They said its an empty house because it is just there and no one to tend to until I came home.

But there is nothing wrong with this, I call it spinsters, bachelors and executives.

So why should I hate being alone? Would life be more fulfilling if it is shared with someone? And less lived if you went through it alone?

I don't know... All I know is that I was happy when I had you... even if it meant being hurled with harsh words, even if it meant holding a cold hand, even sleeping besides and wonder if I am sleeping with the dead body or what…. I was happy knowing that you were around. And that is all that matters.

And so I ask, Is it just the fear of being alone that drives us to be with someone? I guess not. If I can live without you it doesn't mean I have to live without someone else. But that's still not it, because no matter how many someone else I'm going to be with. It's still you that I would go looking for.

I guess it's not always a choice, being alone. Some people chose to be with themselves because they lost that someone they want to be with or perhaps they didn't find anyone.

I'm Leaving You

You are my spot, my voice, my entire, my helplessness, my pitiful cries…

 

And now I'm leaving.

 

All the memories I've left behind, I'm leaving it all to you. This is my last gift for you…

 

My love…

 

Every single moment that I spent with you, Is a treasure for me forever.

 

You have become a part of me and you’ll always have a place in my heart, what I am now is what I suppose to be, what I've become, the things I've learned some of it I owe to you.

 

I want to thank you for your love, and I would forever be grateful for the things we shared. Our love, each little piece of our time together, I'll hold it close to my heart.

 

I wish you well, My Honey!

 

I'm moving on, I'm happy now.

 

And I wish you'll find your happiness too.

You

Yes you!!! Like a thunder you came to my life so strong so fast. Then our eyes met, we held and gaze for a while and on that moment it could last forever.

The urge of wanting you being with you runs through my blood and in a sudden our lips fallowed, savoring the feel of our tongues together, not wanting to part ever, it goes down adoring your neck down to your throat gently whispering through your ears “I want you”.

The sensual touch of your smooth skin, the motivations that you make, the feeling of once body next to mine, your kiss grew more passionately the spur of this moment it penetrates all, you go deep down, you breathe my breath… Tell me how could I resist you?

I paced slowly drown in the wild hot love that you make. You kiss my entire being memorizing every inch of me. I felt the warmth touch of your kiss and body that makes me say Ï love you… I want you”

On this particular moment, I felt the heaven with you… heaven in us… yes we are one… we dance to the rhythm of our body our souls on fire longing for each others… This is the moment that seems like eternity.

Then we slept in each others an arm that’s full of happiness and hope that’s never ending and when I wake up…. Then the reality comes… As a thunder in just one blink of an eye you’re gone and I felt chasing for that one weary night…

Fall In-Love

Have you ever fallen in love, but knew they did not care?

Have you ever felt like crying, but knew you'd get no where?

 

Have you ever watched them walk away, not wanting them to go?

And whispered "I love you" softly..... not wanting them to know,

You cried all night in misery and almost went insane.

 

There's nothing in this world that causes so much pain.

If I could choose between love and death, I think id rather die.

 

Love is fun but hurts to much and the price you pay is high.

So I say don't fall in love you'll be hurt before its through

You see my friend I ought a know I've fallen in love like you!

I Want to Watch You

Do you like to watch? 

Ohhhhhh, yeah, I do....  

The idea of watching him make love to me, fill me, take me, own me... 

That sweet-hot-slippery connection stronger than anything I've ever felt... Him behind me, me on my hands and knees, back arched, head thrown back, panting, moaning, on the verge of coming, and then screaming his name as he sends me over and over and over the edge... 

Mhmmmm...

Pinning me underneath him, me on my back, my hips responsive, undulating, sensations building as he thrusts, slow and hard, and then not so slow anymore...

His warm weight on me, my hands running over his back, clutching the muscles in his flexing butt cheeks to draw him even deeper into me, closer....

Pinning me underneath him as I lay on my belly, pillow under my hips, him grinding into me, Warm chest pressing against me back and forth… Riding him wearing nothing, the intense rises and his eyes lock onto mine. His hands on my breasts or my hips, guiding me, joined to me, sliding, disappearing, buried and then glistening with me as he controls our movements....

The sight of him between my legs right after I've gotten out of the shower, tasting how clean and sweet I am... Devouring me, making me shudder and convulse as his thumb and forefinger hold my juicy lips apart and his tongue mercilessly drives deep into me. Looking up at him from where I kneel at his feet, kissing him there, all over there, every inch of there, licking, lapping, sucking....

Seeing the expression of bliss on his face, his eyes just barely open as he watches me make him my favorite lollipop. Oh yes...... I want to watch... 

Ohhhhhh, yeah. I do. Didn't know that about me, did you? I'll remember it during the day.... Play it back in my mind... 

Him taking me, filling me, owning me... 

whewww

Out of Control

I’m Out of control...

I am so out of control horny right now I'm going crazy. Sitting here with a swollen clit and wet panties, Aching, wanting your rock-hard, throbbing fullness inside of me. 

I photograph you out, see you so hard. To feel your hardness, now I want to sit on you, slick and slippery and hot, While your hands guide my hips. Move on you, slow and up, almost with you out of me, And then slide down again as far as I can, Until our bodies are merged so tightly I can't see where I end and you begin. 

I want to see you while we're like this, Watch your gorgeous cock all juicy with me, See it disappear in me, feel you....

Oh Gush I LOVE TO FEEL YOU... 

And your eyes, so dark, intense, And the sound of my whimpers and unsteady breathing fill

the air. You're making me moan, Ohhhhhh sweet chocolate, It feels so good. Your hands set the cadence you want on my hips, And you are pushing me harder now, Ohhhhhh please, yes, And you make me come.... 

My first cum is the hardest for me to have and you know it, And you're still holding me down on you, Raising me, pushing me over the edge while you grit your teeth, Determined to send me over the edge as many times as you can... 

Oh gush..... I'm screaming now, panting, Coming over and over, they get closer together, And more intense, and I'm so your drench… 

So you're willing playmate...

Ladies First

It’s ok to be rough, rowdy and dirty when it comes to sex. But when making a woman orgasm,  you have to go slow and be gentle.   

A woman’s body is designed to be gentle with so you got to play it soft.  Massage, foreplay, direct stimulation and even talking can make a woman reach orgasm. So, before you start poking and prodding in all the wrong places, learn all there is to know about the female orgasm – how it happens, and most importantly, how to make it happen.

How to give it to her:

Explore her body during foreplay. Avoid the genitals and go easy on the breasts for a good 10-15 minutes. Let you fingers do the walking.  Use your index and middle fingers to make rhythmic upside-down gestures along her vaginal entrance. 

- Use your tongue. Lick her starting with the flat part of the tongue and ending with the tip. 

- Press the shaft of your penis against her clitoris and gently thrust between the folds of her labia without ever entering her.

- Now,  it’s time to hit it directly. According to research, 75% of men ejaculate within two minutes. Women require a longer time to reach orgasm. 

Most women need about 20 minutes of clitoral or G-spot stimulation to hit the jackpot. I like slow and gentle. I like it when  a guy or girl would start touching and caressing the outside of my panty. Slowly inserting the fingers  through the side of  my panty and continue touching in a circular motion.  

By now I’m really, really wet .  He removes my panty  and would start kissing my legs up to  my love-button (clitoris).  I want his soft lips to play around it.  This will give me a mind-blowing orgasm and I’ll  be all the more eager to go down on him to return the favor. 

When it comes to female orgasm, most guys are clueless.  There’s only one rule to remember in satisfying a woman – LADIES FIRST

Ride with Me

Have you ever had sex in the car? 

Doing it in the car can be hard, difficult, exciting and fun. When things get hot, I like to go all the way in the car.  It’s spontaneous, slightly taboo, and it has an element of exhibitionism.

Here are some tips for you to enjoy your automobile make out session:

Clean the car.  Rotten trash and other junk inside the car are mood killers. Instead of an empty parking lot, do it in the parking lot of your favorite fast food restaurant. Order food to go and bring it to your car. So that if someone knocks on your door  you can easily hide what you were previously up to with a new activity- eating your food.   This will be your alibi. You don’t have to turn your engine off.

Seat designation. Decide whether you are going to have sex in the front, passenger seat or the rear seat. You don’t have take it all off. Keep most of your clothes on to make it easier to get up and move if someone approaches your car. It also helps if the girl’s wearing skirt. I always wear skirt. 

Relax and have fun. Part of the enjoyment of having sex in a car is the idea that  you can get caught. Make sure your car  has dark-tinted windows to avoid hassles. Car Sex is not illegal if you are not seen in public. I love having sex in the car. There’s so little space that’s why it’s very intimate. We don’t want  to create movement so we move slow and enjoy passionate sex.  

I always start by giving him oral while he’s in the driver’s seat.  We’ll move to the back seat where I will straddle him on top while he is sitting and ride him facing each other.  I want to give him maximum penetration and stimulation so I will let him lie on his back and continue riding him to orgasm.  

If you haven’t tried car sex you’re missing a lot in your sex life. But I don’t recommend having sex while driving. No orgasm is worth dying for.

The Essence of My Love

For me it's better to lose my pride with someone i love rather than lose my love with my useless pride.

I can't choose who I’m going to love, but i also can't just love who chooses to love me...and you can't blame me in choosing to love you as much as i can't blame you for not learning to love me.

How can i say goodbye to someone i never had? Why do tears fall for someone who was never mine? Why is that i miss someone i was never with and i ask why i love someone who's love was never mine?

It's hard for us to love each other when we live in two different worlds...but when our world collide and we become one, that's what i call...magic! But its not “sob sob sob”

My love of my life, let me fall unto him and doesn't intend to catch me and had leave my heart like a shattered glass, but I know someone out there will be willing to endure the pain of picking up the pieces so I could be whole again.