It’s like riding a bike…
…as in you never forget. Or like swimming- the premise being that if you knew how to swim once, the minute you’re thrown back in the water, you never forget.
But they don’t mention that once you get on your watchie’s black mamba, you wonder if you were always *that* high off the ground. And that now that you’ve had the chance to have felt something, well, less leathery between your thighs, the positioning of the bike-saddle suddenly feels just wrong.
As for the swimming story? Please! No one tells you that you have to re-discover your center of gravity. You’d think all the weight that you’ve put on since Std. 2 that acts as an anchor would be counter-balanced by the 2 flotation devices that made an appearance somewhere between building a hut for Std. 8 History and Civics practical and borrowing tapes of Hardcastle and McCormick at Patel Video (5 bob if you failed to rewind!!) in Form One school holidays… Nerp! Is a myth ati some things you just never forget…
Like strokage… maa swear, you do. Yaani, which muscles are these that I’m supposed to be moving?! Why am I moving like a jungu at Lingala (observation #3)? Was strokage always that vigorous? Really? It’s hard moving from a Parkinson’s-esque finger to sweaty male swiveling it all over the damn place… And it’s such a basket load, you wanna say “Do you know the basic would have sufficed for now?” (but you don’t of course!). Plus, did we use to taste everything like that? Really? I mean, when did horizontal rumba (prou,2005), stop being a spectator sport? When did it become so vigorous!!
Like jamaa…
Haiya, the brotha has skillz!!! Um… not so random question- is it me or do brothas tend to have strokage skills like it’s ridiculous!! Before I start being accused of being kafiri mkosa dini and msahau mila and lectures of “East/West, home is best” start, please let me say that this is not a compare and contrast “Nyethi vs Miro mbio za sakafuni” mjadala. Errr… thanks.
Sidebar One:
True story. Maa swear! This guy that I used to well, know biblically. And this was after the whole “Suck Mutumia, blow is just a figure of speech ’ vibe. So I bequeath tell ask jamaa, “I say boss! Niaje! Si I hook you up”… And he reacted like OWW and accused me of trying to ambush him! So I’m chewing lock so he breaks it down for me that I was giving him a test to confirm what his perception of me was as “only girls who’ve been to the city and have 2 children (from 3 fathers ) to feed will do that sort of thing” . Ermmm… OK….
Yes as I was saying… some things you forget. But others you don’t. Like which is why I posted this post… and like how good it feels when at some point in the night when you’re sleeping on opposite sides of the bed, he turns over and just reaches for you and just shikas you…. Or when he’s checking you out that minute before you’re about to start exclaiming
“Isssss a deaaallllll”
and he’s so intent on making it right for you, he’s checking you out and gauging the way you check your change at Wakulima Market (‘cause those guys will rob you if you play)…. Or, because it’s been a while and you’re not acting Kenyan and doing a ka-marathon, rather you’re 5 minute Mutumia and he’s so thrilled! He’s like
“I want another one, just like the other one”
*sigh*
Soundtrack:
“Whoa, whoa… he’s my loving one man show…. Ooohhh, oooh,oohhh ohhhh… Let’s hear it for the boy”
Oooooooooooooh first!Now to read and comment!ps:KBW is turning into strokage country!
Comment by acolyte — May 1, 2006 @ 4:56 pm
Not that I am off the train but I think strokage is like going to the gym.If you dont go for sometime and go back full speed the muscles that you were used to using are kinda weak and cant take the pressure no more!Plus seems some brothers ogopa women who are straight to the point!Anyway keep the NC-17 posts coming!
Aco, I;m still stuck on that manamba running beside the mat and quickly jumping back on thingie of yours. I’m sure this point is profound lakini —Tsk, tsk, tsk
Comment by acolyte — May 1, 2006 @ 5:22 pm
Tihihi mami…it is so strange.
For the first like 3 days, I would just lie there soaking in the goodness….move to the left, all good, to the right, all good, and it feel like the whole damn p*ssy is a g-spot….aki he could so hit right thurr.
I swear, I vouch…some bruthats have stokes IT IS FRIGGIN RIDICULOUS!!! You know those strokes you will do anything to keep around. Hot damn!!
**sigh**, I miss my strokes
I swear every time I come here my loss becomes more real.
Oh the pain!!
I am praying on this one. I have to have those strokes back.
Shite. I gasta have those strokes!!!
damn you Mutumia
ah well…. ah well….. ah well again (at a loss you can see!)… You see KM, mbobos are not bad
Plus, you never really lose them- they just get temporarily misplaced… er…erm…. ya!
Comment by Mine was nipped, LMAO — May 2, 2006 @ 7:01 am
Heh heh now I know what is causing that delay!!
LOL and then you wake up in the morning and random muscles you no longer knew existed are aching and even strange ones like the ones in your face and you’re thinking ALA!!!
LOL girl enjoy the goodness.
I really wouldn’t know about the brothas. Si you swing one my way woiye I try!!
haiya even you!!! Ati face!? Er… then on the other hand, inaweskana! Re the brothas — *giggo, giggo* Kwanza the mbicha one! Then ati this one?! Kwanza you’re like coincidence? Then you realize it’s legit kama ile accent yao (kwanza those Southern boys who then moved to the city!!!) Tiga tu! You can almost become a groupie!!!!!!! . Yaani, it can almost make you re-think the whole “My life in America… I’m going back to Kenya….” song that I been singing (I said, almost!- it’s kinda hard to explain to your mother how it’s the ‘two short ones alafu one long deep one. Rinse, wash, repeat” that’s delaying you). As for shipping one, he he he… they be blogging- si you jitetea!
Comment by Ms K — May 2, 2006 @ 7:01 am
woiye!!! ur just making this train ride alot longer and more dreary aint you!!! sniff sniff….cue outbreak of big sobs!!!
I hear, that though the route is long,it is very scenic. No? Well, that’s what kina Ms. K are trying to tell us at the bus stop over there… Shindwe I say!
Comment by kipepeo — May 2, 2006 @ 9:02 am
*sniff*
Sex is overrated.
As one of my favorite authors puts it, once you have a statistically significant number of partners (I have) you realize what you can do without.
I recommend books.
he he he… eh well… I love the quote but all I’m hearing is vague echoes of ‘kanyama ka nguku”… where is that chant coming from I say? Manzi if I go the way of KM, I am sooo doomed !
Comment by One Who Disdains — May 2, 2006 @ 4:15 pm
‘two short ones alafu one long deep one. Rinse, wash, repeat” that’s delaying you)
Aki you’ve just lost it. Ama its a case of your head dun hit the headboard so much there’s a crack and your brain is busy leaking out.
Chunguza!!!
LOL I’m with Wa Macharia on this one!! Books. Oh and movies.
Comment by Ms K — May 3, 2006 @ 7:00 am
I tell ya - ma ma, you are losing it. I could tell you about my brotha that eh eh…er.. used the whole tongue finger thing that brought your brains out and they oozed onto the bed - dayum ma! And he could swing that njuguma like it was a nyahunyo…. (I said that, i said that?)
OK lets start this again (Engage brain)
Er… sex is overated - DIY rules… tihihihi
Comment by LOL@Strokage county — May 10, 2006 @ 6:17 pm