In Search of A Muse...

She is the object of my desire and affection. The spot that shines bright in the posts that you read and the spirit that consumes my dreams.

She is ageless and a rainbow prism of color. Her voice is as sweet as it is demanding, both responding to and asking of commands. Her beauty is that of the worlds present and beyond, but never talked about using her own breath.

She is a friend, lover and true companion. She is with me as a light during the times of deep darkness and brighter then the glory days of summer when my keel is balanced.

She inspires and creates from within. Her presence is felt, heard and thought of at all times. Her skin is sweeter then the cane itself, and that's where you will find my lips.

She has left me and I hope she returns. Will I recognize her when she does, or will her form be foreign to me? Her voice echos in my ears and I wait for her glorious return.

Window To My Soul...HNT

Do you see sorrow, pain or suffering? Or is there a ray of hope, joy and happiness that shines bright behind these dark brown eyes?

Do you see a troubled past, bright future or are you too lost in the moment and stare into these puppy brown eyes?

Is there lust for you or can you see only friendship?

I often wonder what people see when they look into my soul...

Tattoos and Piercings...

This is a secret topic of mine that gets me rock hard when I find them hidden on a woman.

I usually don't ask the question "Do you have any tattoos or piercings" for the simple fact that I love the surprise of a pierced nipple and practically cum in my pants if a hood or clit is pierced.

This little fascination of mine started many years ago when a girl I was dating visited a site she had book marked on her computer. There they were, these beautiful tattooed and pierced women of Suicide Girls.

These beauties of burlesque show girls, baristas and every day women laid naked...letting the whole world enjoy their curves, ink and steel.

I found myself in front of the monitor, both with and without my girlfriend many times. I couldn't get enough! I loved their short bangs, dark hair or even dreadlocks. I loved the placement of every tattoo and cold steel rod through various spots on their body.

While I've never been with a girl that could compete with the amount of hours most of the girls undergo to cover one sleeve or arm, I have been with women that have a great deal of ink work done. Piercings are to far and between, and that's a shame cause man-o-man does it drive me wild!!!

Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy the casual business attire of a corporate woman too. A set of stockings attached to a garter belt hidden behind a tight skirt that shows off her curves. The button up blouse I've ripped apart on many occasions that cover a sexy push up bra.

My tastes in women are just as varied as my music selections. And depending on my mood, I go after what I want...and right now it doesn't matter...I simply want a naughty girl!!!

What I Want Is...

What I want is...

To get lost in the moment with you and not worry about the woes of the world

To lose myself in my stare, looking at those gorgeous eyes and beautiful lips

To think of you and only you during the day

To hold you in my arms when we first meet and before we go

To explore my sexuality with you, for you and because of you

To push you up against a wall and have my way with you then gently make love to you

To share that cup of coffee, red wine or any drink finally

I want you to take me with force, making me beg to have your lips wrapped around my cock

To ride me till I fill your pussy with my cum

To give me your ass and allow me to stretch and fill it, much to the pain and delight you enjoy

What I want is you...

Thinking...

People go through their life being challenged to think. To think about life, love and religion. I, unfortunately, haven't been challenged by either of them.

With life I haven't gone through enough tragedy to challenge my thinking. When my mom passed away, I knew that it was a part of life and that she didn't help herself by the years of drinking or pill popping. I was sad that I no longer had that friend, that one who would make any pain go away with just a simple "I love you", but it hasn't challenged my thinking. I still know and understand that we all have to die some day.

Religion, there's a touchy subject for anyone to talk about. But I haven't been challenged to think about religion since I gave up Catholicism many years ago. I gave up on it for the same reasons most others do, too many unanswered questions. Maybe one day it will come back into my life, but for now I'm unchallenged with religion.

Love...even in love I haven't been challenged. With "T" it wasn't much of a challenge as it was giving in. I know it sounds bad, but at that time in my life I was constantly high on various drugs, I needed to give in to love. She was my way out, the reason to keep on living and eventually I fell deeply in love with her. She was able to give me my life back. But I was never challenged. If you were friends with us, you would always see smiles on our faces and joy in our life. I sit at times and beat myself up for taking the chances I do and possibly ruining the gift she's given me. Its selfish and very shallow of me, but we change, our bodies change.

What usually gets me thinking about the above subjects is a song or movie. It gets me thinking about life and where I'm headed. Where I want to go or how I've changed from the day before. It makes me rethink religion and what happens when we die or why bad things happen to good people. If the bad I've caused in my life or those I've touched will keep me from seeing my mom and family again. Songs play a powerful tool to make me rethink love. My emotions and feelings are bare when I hear certain songs, they make my heart and soul come alive. But with movies and music I haven't been challenged.

I know that most of what I've said doesn't make sense, maybe it does...but I've had ideas and thoughts and wanted to share those with you. Don't worry, sex will resume soon...

Video HNT...My Voice and Moving Lips...

So, there have been some emails asking me to share my voice with you all. I couldn't think of a better way to display it then a video HNT. Have a listen and enjoy...PS, I'm not sure how long I will leave this up there, so it may be your only chance to hear what I sound like...

My Personality...

For those few that know me personally, know that I'm very personable. I'm a people person who loves to get to know someone. When I was younger I had more friends then I could shake a stick at, and when I was a DJ it fueled my personality. I would go out on the dance floor with the girls and dance with them or sometimes even sing to them. If there was a group of girls out painting the town red for a bachelorette party, I would strip for them. I didn't mind making a fool of myself for a smile.

Now a days, all my friends are in different states or countries. We still keep in contact and call each other from time to time, but I don't have that right hand man who will go out with me to do the guy things I miss doing. I don't have that couple "T" and I can double date with, friends that I can call on for help or an ear to chew on. Now a days,the person that knows me best is a reader, and she's too far away for me to lean on, not to mention she's attached to a wonderful man whos by her side as she starts her life all over again.

I know that someday this blog will end, I will be like the many before me that move on to bigger and better things. But secretly, I don't want it to end. I want to have this summer camp feeling for the rest of my life. I don't want others to sit as I do and think to myself "I wonder what Mrs I is up to, or where JessTess is...how SubHotwife and her husband are doing" when I'm gone. I want to be able to stay in contact and give everyone the progress or struggles. In some ways, you are my ear to chew on. Some of you are the person I call when I need help or guidance. I didn't mean to offend anyone that has left the blog world behind by not mentioning them, I just wanted to give the readers an idea of what I was trying to say...please forgive me.

Most of the people that I've read or that read me for that matter, I'm not that close with. Don't get me wrong, I have friends for life...but I wouldn't say that were close. It's hard when youre 1000+ miles a part and have limited access to one another.

But for me, I fight. I fight to keep this connection with you alive and running. At times it's hard, very hard. There have been countless times where I havent had the strength to continue for one reason or another, but call me selfish...I don't want this summer camp feeling to end. I know that once I stop writting in this silly blog, that I will miss every one of you and wonder where you all are at in your lives...and to me, it's a sad thing when you lose contact with a friend.