Back and In some shit

Ok it’s been a hell of a long time since I have written. Anyways this closet freak has gotten her self in to some shit. Yeah I know what she could have possibly gotten herself into. Well people of the world let me put it this way I have slept with some one who I should not have. I mean technically there is nothing wrong with that except for the fact that he as girl and a child who lives with him which in my book practically make him off limits. Did that stop me? Well for awhile I put up a valiant fight and resisted everything he was throwing at me. Ladies out there let me tell you he was saying all the sweet things and bringing me flowers and candy. Calling me everyday, seeing if I am ok. I was like lord have mercy why couldn’t he be single. Anyways one night I finally said fuck it and let it go down. And go down it did. I mean he laid it on me like whoa. I almost begged him to leave his girl and stay with me. That would have been so un-diva like but hey the dick was just that good. Then he had the nerve to make sure that I knew that I was spoken for going forward. Cause for pause? Hell yeah. How in the hell is this man claiming me and I can’t even return the favor because he is ALREADY taken.

Ok so now I am in petite crises (small crises). I am falling for this man. Yeah yeah say what you want. I know I am fucked up for even getting involved with a man in a relationship. By my own definition this makes me a home wrecker or whore. “sigh”. You would not believe how many times I have had this conversation with this man before we actually crossed the line. But that’s neither here nor there. Like I was saying, I have fallen for him and I know he has some kind of feelings for me just not the same as I do “sigh”. This is a pathetic by my own standards but this is the shit I am in. I don’t want to give the good dick up but I truly can’t have it because it’s some other female.

What the hell is this closet freak to do?

Personal Space

Ok so I have been gone awhile. I won't bore you with all the gory details about what I have been up too. However I have had a revelation. Now this is going to be out of context for the closet freak but its something that I need to get off my chest. Why is it that men seem to think that they have to know every single thing about you? Ok that may sound a little vague so let me be clearer. I know that in a relationship the person your with is supposed to be your best friend. Ok I get that but does that mean your life has to revolve around them. I mean every little minute detail has to be scrutinized and beat up over. Is there ever a such thing called personal space in a relationship?

Hmph honey child i really don't know the answer but in between orgasms and wet dreams I am slowly learning some things about this freak

So till the next freaky thought

Muah

Zane's Sex Chronicles

The Closet Freak is again just to give you some more of my thoughts. I just got through watching Zane's sex chronicles on max. Now under normal circumstances Zane could have me with three fingers deep in my pussy. How ever as I lay back with my favorite vibrator waiting for the warmth that spreads over me when I am getting excited. Alas It was not meant to be. It was to staged for me and I was left wanting to be fulfilled and filled literally. I was left to my own thoughts and ways to fulfill the needs of the closet freak.

The Begining

I know you reading the title and going what the hell. Let me Introduce myself. I am the woman you never notice. The woman with the glasses and book. I am not the most glamorous nor the most sexy but cute in her own way if you take the time to notice. I am the Closet Freak. Don't be alarmed. I don't mean it in a bad way. I am the woman who wears the sexiest garter belt and stocking under her clothes because. I am the woman who has handcuffs that she dreams some one would use on her but doesn't have the voice to ask. I am woman who's daily routine is fantasies of being taken hard and fast on her desk or asking a complete stranger she sees on the train to eat her pussy during the evening ride home.

I know your probably thinking whats wrong with this picture? Why is she still in the closet?
Truth be told i like it there. I like being able to observe and dream about whether the sexy man i just saw can push me against a wall and take what he wants or whether or not the sexy woman who just got on the train would sit on my face and let me make her cum. Its my escape from reality. Its my way of life. I like being able to slip my fingers in to my wet pussy with thoughts of being tied to my bed at the mercy of some sexy mans tongue.

That's Just me and I saying Hi to the world.

So Until the Next Freaky Thought

MUAH!!!