We Make Love…

We make love to the sound of cicadas singing at the rising of the morning sun. . 'tis glorious! . When our bodies dance in a Lust-filled trance and.... we exchange parts of ourselves for a few hours of exuberance... astronomical bliss! we make.... Love, in lust. -Trista Daniell @Trista.Daniell (IG) http://www.TristaDaniell.com

MASTERPIECE

You are a masterpiece! Divinely flawed! Imperfectly magnificent! Life giving! Soul stirring! Gnosis in flesh! You are! Shade in the Sahara. Warmth in the Arctic. Rain after a year long drought. Your strength is insurmountable. On the brink of death, you bring forth life... You are! The tick that makes the clock tock The axis … Continue reading MASTERPIECE

Diary of a SeX Addict…entry one.

YOU KISSED ME BETWEEN MY THIGHS AND LET ME BELIEVE YOU FELT THE SAME AS I DID... [DO...] WHEN YOU KNEW... [YOU KNEW!] IT WASN'T TRUE.. [F!CK YOU] I STARE IN THE MIRROR, [LOOKIN 👀] STUPID. I THOUGHT YOU WERE SMITTEN, YOU WERE NOT. ... YOU FORGOT MY NAME SOON AS WE CAME... AND LEFT … Continue reading Diary of a SeX Addict…entry one.

Whores & Wives XXIII

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, XIX, XX , XXI, XXII She eyed me seductively, tracing her tongue across her top lip as if sizing me up for a meal. “DEEP…tissue…massage.” I allowed my lips to brush against her … Continue reading Whores & Wives XXIII

Whores & Wives XXII

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, XIX, XX , XXI "It’s a simple question, Derrick. Is Sondra your child or not?” Derrick’s face turned red and his top lip began to sweat. He only did that when he … Continue reading Whores & Wives XXII

The Partially True, Kinda Exaggerated, Mostly Fictional, Coming to Terms Story of a Bipolar Black Lesbian who Loves God ( and who may or may not be named #TristaDaniell)🤷🏾‍♀️

My first crush was a grown ass woman. I didn't know a thing about lesbians or gay people, but I knew I liked the curves of this woman's body in a way that the other girls didn't. I also instinctively knew not to say a damn thing about it to anyone. I didn't feel anything … Continue reading The Partially True, Kinda Exaggerated, Mostly Fictional, Coming to Terms Story of a Bipolar Black Lesbian who Loves God ( and who may or may not be named #TristaDaniell)🤷🏾‍♀️

Whores & Wives XXI

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, XIX, XX  What do you do when your child cries to you that she doesn’t want to involve the police because she doesn’t want to be the poster child for a child … Continue reading Whores & Wives XXI

Whores & Wives XX

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII, XIX “STOP THIS FOOLISHNESS RIGHT NOW!” Our father’s voice boomed above the madness. I hadn’t noticed he’d entered the room since I was in the process of breaking a lamp over my … Continue reading Whores & Wives XX

Whores & Wives XIX

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII, XVIII “Bitch! You lyin!” Catina flew across the room towards her sister with such aggression that I almost hesitated to intervene. I’d never seen her this mad, and I certainly hadn’t heard her use that … Continue reading Whores & Wives XIX

Whores & Wives XVIII

Previously on Whores & Wives: I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII, VIII, IX, X, XI, XII, XIII, XIV, XV, XVI, XVII “WHO IS THE FATHER?” I repeated the question for the umpteenth time. Timaya went in circles. She’d confessed to the sex. She’d been with four people. The child’s father numerous times. “How long … Continue reading Whores & Wives XVIII