Wed, 25 April 2012
I keep telling you cats that I have built my own Matrix and I don't follow the rules and laws of other men. I solve the problems in my life the way it suits me and I won't apologize for it. This way of looking at life has translated well when dealing with the woman. At this age, I am not trying to have no boyfriend and girlfriend relationship with these young fresh freaks. I have done all the domestic bullshyt I'm gonna do, so now it's party time dammit. Niccaz judge what I do and how I do it and they see me as weak. But if I'm so weak, why my name keep poppin out your mouth? Why you so worried that your girl comin to see me? What is this horror that you have of this Fat Ass Negro? I know that you can't explain it. But your subconcious mind sees the truth. It sees what your physical eyes can't see. Your heart bears witness to a truth that your ego refuses entertain. You want so badly to be boss hogg and relegate me to some inferior status, but no matter how hard you try to believe that, shyt just don't add up. You ask yourself, " Why all them girls keep fucking with that Fat Dude? Why they do all that freaky shyt with him and they won't do it with me? Why these freaks running around the city with his name tattooed on them and they won't get my name on them?" You keep trying to clown the fat boy, but all you end up doing is clowing yourself. In trying to belittle me, you actually end up reminding yourself how far ahead of the game I am than you. And you Hate this. Bottom line is that I'm a POWER TRICK. And I get what I want, when I fucking want it. Whatever works for you, then you make it work for you. But I'm gonna keep using MY STYLE and I'm gonna prosper from it. Check out this latest podcast and see how I feel on the matter. This joint is actually a combination of two shows that I did, I decided to just throw them both together just for the hell of it. So can a woman respect and have genuine love for a man than tricks? Well I don't know about you, but in my world, it can happen. After all what female you know get's a tricks named Tattooed on them? Ya'll Niccaz ain't ready for this wizdom. Listen now and be totally dismayed and in shock with the things that I say.
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Sun, 22 April 2012
I been talking to this chick on-line for a couple of weeks. Her conversation is cool, but of course I could sense that she has some issues. The girl was highly pessimistic and negative about everything, I could tell that she was not use to anything going her way. I could see that she was use to disappointment in her general conversation. So I knew right off the grip that I was dealing with a chick who had much emotional baggage and was use to getting shyt on by men. She would get on my nerves repeatedly by having me repeat myself because she wouldn't pay attention to things that I said in previous conversations. So I had to check her on that bullshyt. I told her if she was gonna rap to me she needed to be more attentive because I wasn't about to be telling her the same shyt over again. She would damn near get to the point of crying when I would put her on notice about that bullshyt. Then I asked her to send me a couple of pictures through her cell phone so I could see what I was dealing with. I had already seen two photos of her, but they were close up tight shots of just her face. This is a typical tactic used by Fat chicks to conceal their bodies. So I didn't specify what sort of picture I wanted to see, I wanted to see if she would send me a full body shot on her own. Well guess what? She sent another close up of just her face. I then broke it down to her that I wasn't stupid, I wanna see a full body shot, so send me another one. She then text me back and said" If you wanna know if I'm fat, why don't you just ask?" I reply," I already know your fat, I just wanna see if you will be honest and come clean on your own." Now keep in mind she already know what I look like and it's obvious I'm not slim either. But she wanna play this game like I'm fucking stupid or something. I mean damn! Just looking at her face, it's obvious you got some weight on you woman. Well Then she text me back and told me how rude I was and I ain't heard from her in two days. These females got me fucked up if you think I'm gonna tolerate a Fat Chick running game and talking slick. Of course I really didn't wanna fuck with her anyway, but I was gonna give her a chance to prove herself. So let this be a lesson to all the heavyweight freaks. Ya'll not fooling nobody with this tight close up face picture bullshyt! You may as well come all the way clean right from the jump to avoid getting your feelings crushed at a later date. Come 100% at a brotha and everything will be fine. Needless to say, her presence will not be missed. Category:Journal Log
-- posted at: 8:54 PM |
Sun, 22 April 2012
You ever have one of those days where you were just so horny you felt like a filthy beast? I mean have you ever been so worked up that you knew that if any female was willing to meet you in the bedroom, you just knew that you would not disappoint her in any fashion. I mean you get supreme confidence because you know you are in full nasty mode and you don't care what you have to do to get that chick off. Well that went down today with a female I have been fuckin with since 2005. She is one of the finer dime piece chick's I have in my stable. Once again I will refrain from saying names do to snitches and the bitches in my hood hate'n on a playa. She told me she wanted to come over and see me today and I really wasn't into have'n no company. But I agreed to see her because she had been calling me all week to come and get blessed. She said she would be at the crib in about 3 hours. I looked at some pictures that I had took of her a couple of years ago and I suddenly became heated. This is very rare for me. I never really get aroused for any reason these days. But today was very different. All I could do was stare at her fine round bubble ass and I wanted to run up in her anally, or if I couldn't do that I wanted to rim her really bad. I had the taste for some booty crack today. The more I thought about doing something to her anus, the more my heart would race and I would get light headed. What the fuck is wrong with me? When she came over I was ready for action. I didn't have on no clothes and I had just jumped out the shower. We made small talk and about 30 minutes after she walked into the door she got naked and sat with me and we chatted again for a while. Then I took her by the hand and laid her down on my bed. I took out the babyoil and rubbed her down to get her warmed up. I messaged her for about 30 minute and played with that neat and clean trimmed pussy. I also rubbed and caressed her phat booty cheeks while she took her hand and caressed my bellhead and my sack. I knew she was ready for action because that pussy was drippin wet. I then laid her on her back and fucked her for about 5 minutes. Then I went downtown and ate that pussy. I alternated between fucking and pussy eating for 30 minutes. She was getting drove crazy by this technique and she already orgasmed about 2 times. Then it was time to indulge my appetite. It had been so long since I had gave a woman a good rim job, the freak was bound to get loose soon one day. I flipped her over and put that juicy ass up in the air doggystyle and I put my face between her heavenly cheeks. I sucked her ass like a mad man. Sucking and slurpin like crazy. This turned her on and she began to buck that ass up and down rubbing her ass all in my face. She was grabbing the sheets and moaning like crazy. About 10 minutes of this went down before I went ahead and played with her clit and seen the pussy juice just pouring out of her. She finally busted her last nut, she just couldn't take it no more. I ain't the dude to be putting my mouth on these chicks but I got about 4 freaks that I will suck on from time to time. But that's usually all about pussy eating, I don't be eating no brown eye. So You know I gotta really dig this chick a whole lot. Unfortunately this female is no longer in the porn game so I did not video tape it. But her past pictures and videos are in the members area. Just match up the booty pic you see on this post with the booty pics in the members area. She one of the baddest bytches in the game, join now and you will see.
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-- posted at: 7:04 AM |
Sat, 21 April 2012
One of the things I love about She-Devil is that she is so sexually and intellectually free. She does some of the most wild shyt I have ever seen. This latest tattoo that she went and got is a perfect example as you see. She went and got the work done about 2 months ago, but the Tat artist actually fucked the work up. She had some serious scar tissue to go along with the crappy art work. So she had to grin and bare the travesty until she could get up enough loot to try and get the tat redone. She finally got up the loot and went in to try and get the Tattoo salvaged as much as she could. I seen the first attempt at the tattoo and it was horrible. The redone Tat ain't all that great but it's still a big improvement from what it looked like before. Some crappy tat work is almost impossible to fix, so the second artist did what he could. The Balls Deep Tat destroys the flavor of the two pistols on the sides of her hips. Yeah,she is stuck with a Tat that kind of messes up all the other work that she has on her body. But it's too late now. But never the less, I couldn't wait to smash that lilly white ass when she showed me the Tattoo. I just wanted to hit it missionary style and then pull out and dump my load all over her stomach where the new Tat was. I did just that too. After I skeeted on her I pulled out my camera and took some photos of course. She-Devil was a bit camera shy this time around due to the bad tattoo and her recent weight gain. But the chick is still beautiful to me, no matter what. Gonna have to get her back to the spot again and really put in some effort to fuck her hard. Stay tuned to the Members area for more recent pics and video of She-Devil in action. Category:Journal Log
-- posted at: 7:18 PM |
Fri, 20 April 2012
Got a phone call from my homey the Sidetrickster earlier today and he said that he got a phone call from Michelle a.k.a Medusa and she had a chick who wanted to get some of this money. Like I told ya'll in several pod cast earlier this month, I don't really have the enthusiasm to deal with no new freaks. But he wanted to fuck on some new pussy so bad, he literally begged me to take a look at the chick. You see Sidetrick ain't trying to pay for no hotel, so that means he wants and needs my crib to bang on chicks. And the only way a new chick is getting banged at my spot is if she is putting in some real work for my site. So after listening to him cry about not getting any strange pussy in about 90 days. I told him he could bring the freak through and handle his bizz. When they showed up all I could do is yawn and try and act entusiastic, I'm so bored with this shyt these days it ain't funny. She had a cute face but that body needed some work. It was also obvious that she had alot of Native American blood in her. Her personality was cool, she was a bit standoffish and paranoid around us, but that's to be expected with almost all new models. But you could tell that if she stuck around and put in more work, she would have a great attitude about the hustle. We talked about all the legalities and did the paperwork that would allow for me to own her soul. Now it was time for the moment of truth. Sidetrick asked me if I wanted to film the session or should he just go solo and do it all himself. Well I know typically when he does the videos by himself, they tend to come out like crap, because he is too much into just getting the pussy. So I was tempted to grab the cam and go in to film the shyt. But like I said, I wasn't the least bit interested in filming anything or participating in making no porn. So I just let him roll solo and do his thang. I could tell it would probably be a garbage shoot anyway because his and her energy was not mixing well. I could see the dread and uneasiness on her face. Once again I peeped how she would take quick glances at me to size me up. It was as if she was sending me subliminal messages to please be the stunt dick that would be running up in her. Hhhhmmmmm? How did the shoot go?How did it all go down? Who's dick did she end up sucking on? Stay tuned to MackCity and find out at a later date. Category:general
-- posted at: 12:16 AM |
Wed, 18 April 2012
It was the year 2000 and I had finally had my fill of working for another man. I was sick of punching the clock at a place that I hated to go to everyday. I was working at a close Max security prison with a ignorant redneck staff and a wild Nigger inmate population. The combination of negative energy had me sick on a daily basis. Well...to be fair. All the staff wasn't KKK, and all the inmates were not coons and buffoons. But never-the-less, this hustle was not my nature and I had to get out of that environment quick. I had already did 6 years in the terrordome and I was slowly loosing my mind. I had already had some damage to my psyche in the 1991 desert storm offensive in Iraq, and the prison environment was not helping my fragile sanity that I still had left. At this time in my life I had been doing a local access TV show about religion, social Issues, politics and Metaphysics. I had that show running on TV for 7 years. So I had an extensive knowledge of video production and computers. I was already a freak on the local strip club scene too, so I had an obsession with hood chicks and the lives that they lived. So it hit me like a bolt of lightning to use my knowledge, skills and my love of pussy to make some money. It came to me on a cold winter night while I was on Tower duty on 3rd shift. In the peace and solitude on that night MackCity was born. It was a beautiful night to have my mind free to create my empire. The ground was covered in pure white snow, the prison lights dazzled and shimmered through Ice sickles that hung off the power lines and the towers. I vowed that day to always be my own man and to take my fate into my own hands. Three years after that fateful day in the prison tower, the underground web cult phenomenon known as MackCity went on-line and has been going strong ever since. Many told me that I couldn't make it happen. Many tried to throw salt in my game and hoped to watch me fail, but I don't fold easily. These days I'm a household name. I'm like the boogy man that lurks in the dark alley's in the hood. An urban legend of sorts I have become. Many have tried to figure out the real story behind me, my girls and the web site. So many different stories have been told, no one knows what to believe. Well if you don't know what to believe about me, you can believe this: I love my girls, I love this money, and I love this lifestyle. And I owe it all to that gloomy prison tower that I sat in for 8 hours on a cold winter night. Category:Journal Log
-- posted at: 5:53 PM |
Tue, 17 April 2012
As much as it must pains me to banish a bytch from my life, it must be done! At times I am being punished likewise in the process. A good example is whenever I have to put Cry Baby Nish on restriction. Out of all the chicks in the stable, I am probably the closest to her. This is my kick it /fuck buddy, we damn near do everything together. We go to the movies, we go out to eat and we rarely argue about anything. But since she is a hybrid mix of white and black genetics, we do have our typical Black bytch hiccups. This latest situation where I had to banish that ass was all due to black bytch ingratitude. I typically do any and everything I can for this hard head hiefer. But there comes times where she really could give less than a fuck about what I do for her. I make sure she is well taken care of, even if it means I have to go without sometimes. There has been times when I gave her my last penny and I sat at home broke and hungry just to feed her and her son. Most often times she shows gratitude and thanks by coming over and cooking for me or breaking me off some bomb ass head and sex. But other times it's like I'm dealing with a totally different bytch. It's like her inner black bytch is at war with the white girl that's in her. Well this latest drama was simple as usual. She needed a ride somewhere and I asked her for 10 dollars in Gas money. She couldn't believe I was charging her for the ride. I had been driving her ass all around the city for at least 2 weeks and I had not asked her for a dime in gas money. She had actually gobbled up all my extra loot because I was spending it all on gas trying to help her out on the transportation tip. So when she called and needed the ride that day, I let her know, enough is enough, and she was gonna have to put some gas in my shyt for a change. She went the fuck off on me for that dumb shyt, so I had to banish that ass! I punish myself on the flip side though, because we so deep in the game together. She'll be back. Category:Journal Log
-- posted at: 4:13 PM |
Tue, 17 April 2012
I went ahead and allowed Jessica to come back into my life today. She had been throwing a fit for the past 2 weeks since I had been ignoring her phone calls. I had her on FatMack Restrictions for about 45 days so she could see the error of her ways. She finally had a slight meltdown and threatened to come over to the crib while I had another female friend over for some R&R. If you want a more detailed explaination about why I put her ass on punishment you need to listen to the podcast below. I had her come to the crib and we had a goodtime as usual. We didn't even get into no arguing or fussing about dumb shyt. She was on her best behavior while we had some Cranberry and Absolute and smashed on some KFC chicken wings. Shortly after that I took her to the bedroom and ate that pussy until she came hard with a vengeance. Then I face fucked her until I shot a hot delicious load into her mouth and watched her cum hard again. Then we chilled out and watched TV and talked for at least 4 hours after the cum fest. She then got dressed and I drove her to her house. She leaned over and kissed me gently on the lips and told me how much she missed me for those 45 days she was on FatMack restriction. I told her that I missed her too, and that I hoped that we could keep our relationship cool. I then drove back to my spot feeling good and refreshed. I had flashbacks of her sucking me dry and making me splash my juice all over her hot wet tongue. I had visions of her shaking violently with orgasm while she was still sucking out the last drops of cum out my Johnson. Yeah I missed her crazy ass, I'm not gonna lie. It's good to be me. Category:Journal Log
-- posted at: 5:09 AM |
Mon, 16 April 2012
Putting the icing on the cake with the short and brief T-MAN FatMack current event debate. I adress his belief that one man cannot change what happens at the government level. I adress his belief that I am paranoid because I am sure that our future may have citizens get abducted and imprisoned in the newly activated FEMA camps through the newly authorized NDAA Bill. I also talk about the deep hate and resentment of Niccaz against the power of this FatTrick'n. And I also speak on the latest black bytch insanity I had to deal with yesterday. |
Sun, 15 April 2012
A quick joint to let folks know whats good in my personal life as well as what's goin on in the MackCity streets. And we also answer email from a dude who wants to know if he is gay for wanting to let his woman smash his rectum with a strap-on. |
