LustDemon's Lair

She Comes

2009-08-07T17:03:00.002-04:00

I am a full moon of emotions, waxing and waning, upon the nigh sky. Deluded clouds of crimson vapors of the soul engulf me, swallowing my thoughts in a sea of caring and love. I long for her, darkness, to take me in and cradle my heart. It beats with ecstastic energy at the notion of being 'one' yet again. Vesuvius of the soul, I erupt.

I'm lost without her trust and love... save me please. Give me that honest chance.

2009-07-11T11:34:00.001-04:00

Forever

2009-01-09T02:59:00.004-05:00

How shall I pass
this thing called time
without it we're useless
with it we rhyme

It doesn't matter to me
as sometimes
it stands still
When I'm inside you
you get your fill
and time stops

if only for a moment

I love gazing
into those starry eyes
Van Gogh had no idea
what starry nights meant
to look in your eyes
the idea's cement

the love and the lust
our passion and desire
let us embrace
our inner fires

we burn

with you I live
without you I wither
I long for and want you
and for you my
trousersnake slithers

a heat-seeking missile
intent on going home
to its warm cozy hole
he wiggles and wanders

straining and stiffening
reacting to your touch
you scream and
you grunt sometimes
that its too much

I pound your hole
and warm your heart
you ride me with lust
hold me tighter, love
together we must

entwine our souls
and fuck till we drop
please tell me baby,
we'll never stop

Tears from the Sky

2009-01-06T01:25:00.002-05:00

Raindrops falling on tempered glass.
Lonely abandon, the pain in my ass.
Silent, my teardrops run down the sill.
Sad in the dark, I sit,.. still.

Save me, love.
Save me tonight.
Save me from
this perilous plight.
Rescue my heart
from this vice.
Get me through this
amusement called life.

Happy New Year!

2009-01-03T11:26:00.002-05:00

To all my friends, blog buddies, and general purveyors, Happy New Year! I wonder what the new year will bring. I really do. I've been thinking about it a lot.

I wish the housing market was on the rise. That would make this decision much easier. I've been considering going ahead and getting that divorce. I know LDs can't do the same right now but that's okay, this isn't about her (not right now anyway). Its about me being happy, or rather, unhappy. I'm tired of living in this house loveless & always arguing. Right now I'm thinking, planning, preparing, for the divorce even though I'm not sure when it will happen. I'm trying to get my financials in order; trying to get bills paid off, etc. I guess time will tell. My posts this year should be interesting. I promise I'll mix in some lustfull thoughts, love-inspired musings, and HNT photos along the way.

As for you, my friends, I hope the new year brings health, wealth, prosperity, and happiness.

Ice Cream + Tits = Best Dessert, EVER!

2008-12-08T19:39:00.004-05:00

Sexy.
She fits me.
My hand to her glove.
I lick off her titties,
the ice cream of love.

Both at once,
the cold and the hot.
Thursday I wait
to take what she's got.

From The Desk Of...

2008-11-22T21:40:00.004-05:00

I arrived early to make preparations. She arrived not too long after I'd prepared the room. We decided to go eat first and then go from there. During the meal, which was quite tasty by the way, she had wine. Needless to say, we didn't end up shopping for a bra & panty set, but instead, headed back to the room. :) Yes, I am a lucky devil. We made love often during the night and had incredible, primalistic, unprecedented sex in the morning. I'd say it was the perfect night and morning.

Don't you just love those notes that say "From The Desk Of ___" ? Those always made me wonder what that person's desk actually looked like. In this amazing hotel room there happened to be a desk with a cold marble top. In the morning, it turned her on that the desk was so cold on her back, while my cock was so hot inside her. In case you're wondering what the desk looked like with her on it,... I won't show you. But what I will do is show you her view. Her head hung off the back of the desk, allowing her to see out upside down (when her eyes weren't rolled back in her head that is). Meanwhile I pounded her so hard she came in gushes that soaked the floor. We were made for each other.

And from the desk of LustDemoness,... "Roses on the bed, great room, great view, chicken marsala, wine, great bedding, sunrise with your arms wrapped around me, morning coffee, long hot bath, unfuckingbelievable sex, chocolate covered strawberry from Godiva, you're an amazing man and I love you!"

Yep, I love "From The Desk Of ___."

Planning Ahead

2008-11-20T13:37:00.004-05:00

If once we both arrive, we can actually keep our hands off each other,... we'll leave our stuff in the room and leave for the mall where we will go shopping for a somewhat lacy bra and panty set for you,.. perhaps Macy's or someplace will have holiday ones out.

And of course you'll need to try them on in the fitting room. At least the bra you will. But I think you'll need a second opinion as to the fit. So I'll have to come in there to see for myself. And of course,.. I can't keep my hands off you since you're so incredibly sexy.... I'm going to want to carress the undersides of your breasts... and suck on your nipples... and squeeze them gently with my strong hands as i passionately kiss you. Then I can approve of the fit & we can check out with our new purchase.

Then I'm going to need some pants. Of course, I think I'll need your opinion as to the fit.

Once we're done shopping I'll give you an option:

We can either go back to the hotel room and go out to dinner later,
-- or --
We can go to dinner and then back to the hotel room.

But,.. it is no coincidence the hotel I booked for us is actually attached to the mall via a walkway.

I'm thinking multiple trips are in order. =)
Ahh, the benefits of planning ahead.

For the rest of my life

2008-11-12T08:15:00.004-05:00

Two years ago on a chilly November 12th, 2006, we fell in love in a beautiful hotel room. The room had gold trimmed, soft, comfortable bedding, and out the window, gorgeous evergreens amidst trees that displayed the splendor of autumn leaves. It was truly a day that in all rights was naturally gorgeous.

But one particular element of that day singly stuck out as being the most beautiful, wonderful, and unequivocally delightful, graceful, and radiant I'd ever seen or even imagined. That element was you. You, in my arms, in love. Our love that day, I'm sure, set into motion not only a path for you and I, but absolutely must have had an effect on the entire world somehow. If a butterfly flapping its wings influences the world, then surely the creation of our love began some unprecedented wave of peace and tranquility in the world, somewhere.

And it was in that moment, lying in your arms, you in mine, that I gave myself completely to you, to anyone, for the first time. All my trust, my emotions, my heart, as I'd never given before. And it has proven to be the best thing in my life,... giving myself to you.

I know you've heard this song before. The lyrics and emotion of the song say a lot of what I feel.
(Coldplay - Fix You)

You are my light.

You are my light that guides me home...

You are the light that ignites my bones.

Anything bad could happen in this world and you save me.

You fix me... with even a smile.... with the way you look at me.

I want to live the rest of my life trying to give that feeling back to you.

I love you completely, unconditionally, with every fibre of my being.

I love you.

Trick or Treating in the Dark Spooky thing called Life

2008-10-31T15:10:00.003-04:00

TRICK: I want you to know I'm afraid sometimes, of the dark scary things in life.. or at least the dark things in my heart and brain. Afraid that I do the wrong things. Afraid that I hurt you with my words or actions. Afraid that you'll stop loving me. Afraid that things won't work out ultimately. But the thing is,.. the trick to it one might say, is,.. I'm only afraid in fleeting moments.

TREAT: I want you to know that those fleeting moments of fear are quelled by the overwhelming emotions and feelings I have for you. All I need to do when those dark spooky things in life scare me, is to think of you. You are my light. Your love saves me. And knowing how deep, strong, and passionate our love is for each other let's me know that everything will be alright. that together, we will see the dawn. Baby,.. you have given me the best treat anyone in the world could ever dream of.......... love. Pure, raw, unrelenting, powerful, like-I've-never-felt-before LOVE. Thank you.

Musical Monday

2008-10-20T15:42:00.002-04:00

I know I don't usually post a Musical Monday, and I also don't usually listen to country music either. But I caught this song on the radio this morning and I listened to the lyrics. I must say, its exactly how I feel. I just wish she was mine on a permanent (round-the-clock) basis so at night I could curl up next to her and feel her ... breathe.... as we drifted off to sleep. She is beautiful,.. and she's my one.

A night of pleasure

2008-10-16T09:49:00.002-04:00

Holy passage of time, Batman! A few days ago Lustdemoness and I had the rare opportunity to spend the night in a hotel together. Let me say that the night was..... A-Fuckin-Mazing!!! The whole night we expressed our love for each other through kisses, cuddling, touching, necking, fucking, making love, and sweet whispers. I wouldn't trade that night for anything in the world. It was the second best night of my life. The first was two years ago when we spent the night together and we fell in love. The terrific thing about this night though is the amount of incredible, mind-blowing, soul-entwining, earth shattering, rock-our-socks-off, sex we had!

We both arrived at 7:30 p.m. and she had to leave at 7:30ish a.m. the next day. We took a short trip out for some food. We had some drinks. We had a few breaks in between sessions. Even with conservative math, we calculated that we were having sex for approximately eight or nine hours out of the twelve!!! EIGHT or NINE HOURS !!! Oh. My. God. We're sore. LOL - How is that even possible, you ask? She turns me on sooo much! I know its because our love, our passion, our lust for each other is strong,.. incredibly strong. We were made for each other.

The night was true bliss. Thank you Lustdemoness, for one of the best nights of my entire life, and definitely the best sex of my life.

All I want...

2008-10-09T10:02:00.006-04:00

I think its kindof ironic that I write this on today of all days. See, today is my 5th wedding anniversary to the wife. And yet, all I can think of, all I want, is to be with Lustdemoness.

Is it unmanly that tears happened to appear on my cheek because I've upset the woman I love and I can't be with her tonight? Instead I have to pretend everything is fine. When the reality of it is, I'm ready (at least in my mind & in my heart) to get divorced.

All I want is to wrap my arms around my Lustdemoness, kiss her passionately, and tell her I'll love her until the end of time, and give her chocolate, hugs, kisses, conversation, and great sex anytime she needs them.

Desire, want, longing, & love

2008-09-25T14:11:00.002-04:00

I was initially worried to death that my changing jobs would hurt our relationship, would jeapordize its stability & duration. Now that I've found out some of the details of the job, sure, I'm still naturally worried about whether or not you'll still want me if I'm not as convenient to access,.. but I am much more confident that we'll survive - that we'll have time together every week. I love, want, and desire you more than anything or anyone in the world. I want to be with you forever. I want us both to get divorces, and love & live together for the rest of our lives. I want us to fall asleep each night, comfortably in each others' arms.

And yet for now, we must wait. And we must survive the present for the future to arrive. I just want you to know, I'm going to do everything in my power to help us survive the present; to help us get through the challenge of being at different workplaces, where it won't be as easy as we've had it so far. I'm incredibly sorry for changing jobs, and the guilt plagues me still that I am even doing this. But I also know that taking this job is best for me. And I hope eventually taking this job will be best for us. I have to believe that we'll survive. Our love is too strong not to. I do worry though, what you think of all this change. I promise I'll still be here for you. I promise I'll still love you. I promise I'll still make time for you. I promise to still do my best to entice you. I promise to still sneak away with you. I promise to still be your man. I promise you'll remain my one and only true love. Nobody could ever take that title away from you. They wouldn't even have a chance. After these years together, you still amaze and delight my body, mind, and heart. You are my woman, my lady, my love.

And I do love you. More than you'll ever know. And I'd be deliriously happy to spend every day for the rest of my life trying to tell you and show you exactly how much I love you. Don't worry baby. Everything will be alright. We have enduring love.

Missing

2008-09-01T01:01:00.003-04:00

Missing.
Something is missing.
Someone.
You.

Something is missing in my daily routine. You, lately. I miss you with such pain it wrenches my heart to not look into your eyes. To not feel your touch. To not hear you or be near you. To not kiss you or hold you or make love to you.

This pain worries me. Its tough enough as it is, only seeing you once a week. Its tough enough as it is, only seeing you every now and then. But as tough as it is, I know this pain will pass,... but I fear that my heart will tear itself to pieces when I have to change jobs and we won't even have the moments we have now. It really worries me. I hope by the time I change jobs we'll have taken steps to be together.

I know it is too much to ask, for I know the love of children is stronger than anything. I know I can't possibly ask because I know avoiding their pain takes precedence, and rightly so. I know I can't ask because I love you and thusly I value and care for what and whom you love.

But I can dream. I can wish. I can hope. I can hope that you need to be with me as much as I need to be with you, for self-preservation, for what feels and is right in this world, for love. I can hope that the children are mature enough to know their mother needs to be and deserves to be happy and complete. I can dream of the time when they've adjusted and love both their parents equally, and accept me, not necessarily as a dad, I wouldn't presume to be such, but as a man that gives their mom balance, love, and happiness. I can wish for those days that we're finally together.

But for now,...
Something is missing.
Someone.
Missing.
From my daily life.

But never from my every thought.
That someone is you.
I absolutely, unprecedentedly, love you.
And I miss you more than words can express.

How she changed me forever

2008-08-13T01:56:00.004-04:00

"In one twinkle of her eye, one gaze upon me, she instilled in me the impression of all the beauty, awe, and splendor of the world in a heartbeat that lasted an eternity... And I fell in love."
- me

Random Webs

2008-08-06T14:09:00.003-04:00

Random webs from the spiders of my mind

love poetry, shock, and peace
all flow from within me like a never ending river
being dammed by voracious beavers on fire

every time i want, i need,
i bleed into my urn of magical essence
that is like a cauldron of negative sunlight
and yet it warms me
from the inside out

those fucking spiders eat me from within
they gnaw on my brain, my heart, my soul
and try as they might to eat their way out

will always be inside me
because they drive me

insane

Desire

2008-08-06T08:12:00.002-04:00

Desire for me is a growing flame. Its like fanning the fire every time you call my name. Being with a sexy woman is terrific as it is. Knowing said sexy woman wants me and gives herself to me is even better. It just keeps getting better and better. Creating a haze around my brain only Jimmy Hendrix would understand,.. beautiful, delirious with pleasure. The experience of the mind is pure heavenly delight. The experience of the heart is that of blissful fiery coals providing the most comfortable warm heat imagineable from within. The experience of the body is that of plunging the most feeling, sensitive organ other than the heart (yes, the cock) into a warm pool of a pulsing cloud. I love this experience. I desire it even more. I want to be suspended in time experiencing these sensations. Peace. Bliss. Harmony. Desire.

Lightning in my heart

2008-07-22T08:13:00.002-04:00

When the day breaks
and my heart aches
when the sun shines
and my love guides

I think of you.

When the clouds soar
and the heavens roar
when lightning strikes
and my love guides

I think of you.

I can't help this feeling
that I'm with you but all alone
marry me please and take me home
I long to be with you every day
I want to be your love in every way

When the world waits
and my heart aches
when the sun shines
and my love guides

I think of you.

Online HNT

2008-07-17T00:31:00.003-04:00

When we're not able to see each other face-to-face, we have only a few options... one of which is chatting online. Thanks for the hot words! You turn me on SO much!

I want you to know,... even when we're apart,.. I'm always thinking of you. Here's proof. :)

I wait

2008-07-11T12:23:00.006-04:00

Horny desire
I infiltrate your love
I fuck you until your screams resonate
in the cavern of my mind

I don't know

what this thing is

but it feels good
this love inside of me
that makes me warm

How can the two mix and mingle?
How can they be conjoined?
Lust and Love, I've been told
are two different beasts
but not with her
not in my heart

For other women I've lusted
in a deluded past
filled with twists and turns
only to find her

on the straight and narrow road
holding both in her hands
as if they were fruits in a basket
she wields

I want to stay straight on 'til dawn
to see that glorious sunrise when she takes me
It is that light at the end of my tunnel
I await

Her coming will be my salvation
Her hand will be my rock
Her heart will be mine,
and mine, hers,
forever more

But today,
Today is a dark and gloomy day, yet
filled with hope and desire
Every day without her I am in darkness,
alone

I wait.

Soft good days...

2008-07-10T14:31:00.003-04:00

Okay, here's something I hardly ever see posted / written about. Soft good days. Or "days" in general. Okay, ladies. Ya know how you have horny days and regular days and bloated days, etc? Well, guys have similar days in a way. That's right. Our penises have different days! Now, I know some of you know this,.. those that are lucky enough to find a guy who will talk openly with you about his own body. But there are a lot of women out there that just don't know this stuff. So I'm going to describe these "days" a bit.

The Cold Day - This is the day every man dreads. It might not even be cold outside, but for some reason our penises think its cold, and they shrivel and draw up into us so much that there's hardly a nub there sometimes. These days happen even to the best of us. Don't let a man tell you it doesn't happen to him. It does. The same goes for testicles. They act the same way when its cold. It is not a pretty sight. The same effect can be accomplished by getting out of a pool or a shower, especially into a cold room. Before trying to start anything sexually, please wait for us to warm up a bit. Our parts are shriveled and so are our egos when this happens.

The Sore Day - These are days when we're sore for some reason. Not our bodies, but our penises (from lots of sex) or our testicles (from yes, even a slight brush against something). And yes, it is true that we can even SIT the wrong way and hurt our own nuts - if a man's nuts hang down that far, that is. This usually won't happen on a cold day. Sore days are not good for sexual stimulation typically. Ask any man if he's ever buckled over in pain because he had a nut "twist." I guarantee you it was on a sore day. However, sometimes a little bit of pain can be a turn-on. If we say we're having a sore day, its best to ask first before starting a sexual encounter.

The Average Day - These are the days when we're an average temperature; not cold, not hot. Average days have the capability of going both ways, hot or cold, at a moment's circumstance. These are also good days for sexual stimulation, as we're just hangin' out so-to-speak, seeing what will happen. This is the most common state of phallic circumstance.

The Good Soft Day - These days are an awesome feeling. Sometimes, based largely upon our mood and the general state of being, we walk around with soft, yet thick or long days. What I mean is,.. if your man is typically long,... he'll be soft this day but longer than an average day. If your man is typically thicker,... he'll be soft this day but thicker than an average day. Sometimes, both. It feels great to have days like this! These are EXTREMELY good days for sexual encounters because its very easy to arouse us on these days and we're typically better lovers because of the starting condition of our parts, not to mention our moods because of it. This effect can sometimes be simulated by taking a hot, steamy shower.

The Random Hard Day - Some men have these, and from what I understand, some do not. Every now and then we'll walk around hard, off and on, all day long. Some guys will just get a boner once randomly on any given day (usually the good soft days or an average day), and some will get them on and off all day long. There is NO rhyme or reason to this. So ladies, please do not speculate that we saw some hot woman and it caused the growth. It just happens every now and then and we don't know why. I'm not saying we don't get hard SOMEtimes when we see a hot woman or think about one,.. but honestly,.. this does happen randomly as well and we just can't control it. These obviously are VERY good days for sexual encounters due to the nature of the day.

Well, I think that pretty much sums up our "days." I hope it helps you understand that we men also have different days. I'm not saying they're anywhere near the same as yours, but we do have uncontrollable changes to our bodies. Below, for my HNT, I've posted a photo of one of my "Good Soft" days. It felt great to walk around soft, and yet feeling thicker. Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday, everyone!!! :)

The most amazing of the wondrous marvels of life

2008-07-04T16:01:00.003-04:00

Please don't let this unfortunate mishap bog our relationship down in your mind or heart. I'm certainly not letting it bog it down in mine. This incident, to me anyway, was trivial in comparison to how much I love you. I only wrote it down because those are the thoughts and feelings racing through my head at the time. But you know me. I get over my own emotions quickly. Yeah, I know, damn geminis! Maybe that's good, maybe that's bad since I think its a trait I developed from having my heart, mind, and body broken and bruised as a kid. But after everything else in this world,.. I know one thing for certain. I love you completely, and that's for sure. That love pervades everything.

I want to see you again soon. I miss you terribly and love you more than anything in the universe. As for your suggestion, I don't need to reexamine my feelings for you. I know EXACTLY what my feelings for you are. Pure love. True, to the core of my heart and soul, love, like I'd never experienced in my life until I met and got to know you. And I feel that love, so powerful, every time I think of you, look into your eyes, or kiss you. I am amazed by that. By its beauty and force. I think I'm a unique individual that often sees beauty in nature and holds it in high regard where many just pass it by without thought or consideration. I marvel at light in the sky, butterflies, and wind in the trees, as if through the eyes of children in awe. But the most beautiful thing I've ever seen or experienced in all my years of appreciating the wonders of this earth, is the power, connection, and love between you and I. Its so strong and touching that it makes me weep with tears of joy. I love you, Lustdemoness, with all of my heart mind body and spirit. You are my one and only love.

On the other ...

2008-07-02T17:05:00.003-04:00

On the other side of the coin,... even writing what I wrote below upsets me. I dislike being upset. I'm normally a VERY patient and understanding guy. Certainly my love for her makes me a bit more emotional with/about her than I am with everyone else.

I love her completely. I want to be with her. I want to be a daily part of her life. I want to kiss her multiple times a day. That is my dream come true. I love you, lustdemoness!

Damn its aggravating sometimes!

2008-07-02T16:11:00.002-04:00

Sometimes when LD's and I are apart for a while,.. she gets all .... weird. Distant. Mean. Upset. And I hate it. I want to be with her. I express my love to her. I tell her I'm always thinking of her. And yet, when we're apart,.. she sometimes says things that are really hurtful. Maybe its me. Maybe I say hurtful things without knowing it. But I honestly don't think I deserve the grief she sometimes gives me. Like today.

Today makes a week and a half we haven't seen each other. She saw a picture of me and the future ex along with some other people. She gave me all kinds of hell about it. She said I looked happy. She said I was smiling (like ya do in a picture). Well, I didn't mean for it to be spiteful or hateful, and I didn't want to rub it in her face either. But she got mean, and acted like I DID mean for it to be hateful. It certainly wasn't my intent. She sent me a picture of her and her husband on the beach together. Just the two of them. =/

So later in the discussion she asked me to go to lunch tomorrow. I said I couldn't. But the more I thought about it, the more I thought I could probably come up with a way to make it happen. I thought about it a while. I spoke to the future ex, came up with a way to make it possible so I could see the one woman I love, and so I asked her if she still wanted to see me for lunch. She said, "I guess." I know she's confused as to why I changed my mind. But the reality of it is,... I never changed my mind about WANTING to go to lunch with her. THAT is an automatic YES. I just figured a way out to make it happen, and that took a while is all. But she got pouty, angry, confused, and mean.

But I know LD's thinks I'm lying to her about it. Now she's not even speaking to me. I hate that. Damnit, I'm not fucking lying, not to HER. I love Lustdemoness more than anything, and yet, every time there's a delay or a small mishap in our communication, she assumes the worst. She thinks I'm lying. And that drives me crazy. the ONE woman in this world I wouldn't lie to, is her. I love her too much for it. I guess she just doesn't see that yet. :(

Another thing that has been bugging me lately is,.. her new boss. I've never really been the jealous type, well, not since my high school years. But I am a bit jealous of her new boss. He's a younger guy, kinda hip. She said once that she's attracted to him, even though now she says she never said that. She says things sometimes, seemingly just to hurt me, like,.. when I said I couldn't do lunch tomorrow, she replied, Well I guess I'll just go to lunch with (him). She knows I'm jealous of this guy. Why would she say that to me? Is it a game? Does she think its fun to make me squirm? Well what it does is, it hurts my feelings. It isn't my fault that I had something else planned.

Sometimes I just don't know, and can't tell where I stand in her life. I try, I honestly TRY to make it extremely clear that she's all that means anything in my life. I know she has kids that rightfully will come before me. But other than them,.. its hard to tell sometimes just because of what she says to me.

Like I said though, sometimes maybe its me. Maybe I say things that make her strike back, but I hope not. I don't think anything I say to her is that bad. *shrug* Its quite frustrating at times. And yet, despite all that, I love her more than anything. Not because of it though. Just,... because.

Time Apart, Sadly

2008-06-24T10:33:00.002-04:00

You know how in most relationships, every now and then you're ready for some time apart? Well, Lustdemoness is on vacation right now with her family and is gone all this week. I'll be gone next week on vacation. And to be honest, I don't want the time apart from her. We'd rather be in each others' arms. Its driving us mad being away from each other like this.

I know that may seem strange, considering the fact that we live separate lives in many ways, but I miss my daily interactions with her. I want to be able to see into her eyes, kiss her, and hold her in my arms every single day. I never thought I'd say this but, vacations suck!

I mostly avoid it, but.......

2008-06-10T23:22:00.003-04:00

I have a secret. Well,.. I guess since I'm telling you, the secret is out of the bag, huh? Oh well. I guess its time.

I have very dextrous hands.

Yep, that was the secret. You might wonder, "What the hell kinda secret is that?!?" Trust me, I keep it a secret for a reason. People laugh at me for the way I type all the time. Even LustDemoness has laughed extensively at the way I type. I don't use the home keys and I still type pretty darn fast and with very few mistakes. So, how did I develop this odd way of typing, why are my fingers deft, and why does this matter?

Years ago I taught myself to draft on the computer. I did computer-aided design drafting work for about 12 years, most of the time using a 13-button mouse. (Well, digitizer puck to be precise if you must know). To constantly run the puck with one hand and type with the other hand, one develops a unique style of typing. I even sometimes cross my right hand (the pucking hand, hehe) OVER my left wrist to hit a key every now and then, and vice versa.

I also played trombone since I was in the 5th grade (and still currently play). That requires some dexterity. I also game a lot (video games). The last game I played I was a character that required a LOT of key pressing and multitasking (a Bard that twists songs). Many people complained of Carpal-tunnel syndrome after playing this type of character. So there's the majority of the history of my hands.

Why do I bring this up now? Because LustDemoness didn't feel like having sex today,.. yet she still wanted to get off. She told me she'd go home and get off in the bath and I insisted she let ME do it for her. I can't let my woman go home in need!!! I'm here to take care of her needs!!! I told her I'd finger her like she's never been fingered before. Shortly thereafter she showed up on my couch, wrapped around me, exchanging some of the most passionate kissing I've ever had in my life. Oh my God this woman is an amazing kisser! I LOVE HER KISSES !!!! Mmmmmm!!! Her kisses turn me on SO much!

I spent a good while kissing her, my arms wrapped around her,.. a good while massaging those bodacious titties I love so much to suck on,... and eventually my hand wandered into her pants. she was already sopping wet and I could easily plunge my fingers into her after teasing her clit a bit with my index finger, middle finger, and thumb. I had her squirming GOOD! :) At one point, I had my thumb rubbing her clit, two fingers inside her, pulling up in a repeating pattern, and my other two fingers of that hand pressing back and forth on that hot little taint, teasing her asshole. She came so hard, she nearly fell off the couch with convulsions. She actually BIT the wooden arm of the couch to muffle her cries and her mascara ran from the tears and sweat I'd caused.

Of course I didn't stop there. I gave her more of what she needed until she could take no more. Well,... I gave her more then too,.. but I stopped when I thought she'd had enough. ;) She just laid there moaning and panting, in a blank stare. I was worried she was having a heart attack or something for a few seconds because she was so unresponsive and apparently drained. Then I leaned down to kiss her and tell her she belongs to me. She managed a whisper. "I so belong to you. I'm yours. All yours." And she managed a weak little kiss I thought was cute since she was so drained. :) I love her and I want to take care of her all the time.

Why was it a secret that I can work magic with my hands? My cock doesn't want the competition. Hehe! I guess now that the secret is out though, I'll have to learn to use them in combination. :D Any volunteers? LDs? Up for it yet babe?

24 Hours of Fucking

2008-06-06T01:27:00.004-04:00

I love this woman and her amazing pussy! She gives it to me whenever I want it, in ways I never expect, and it just keeps getting better and better!

As you can see in her post, we fucked & made love in over 12 different ways (and over 22 times, and with countless orgasms) in a 24 hour period. She amazes me! I absolutely love the way she turns me on. And EVERYthing she does turns me on very, VERY much! Sometimes its like she reads my mind and knows EXACTLY what to do or say in order to get me hot and hard.

After a hot session of office sex (because we just couldn't keep our hands off each other), yet before we spent the night together, she came to see me later in the day. She told me as she walked into the door that we were NOT having sex,.. that we had to save our energy for that night in the hotel. She even sat on the opposite side of my desk to separate us. Yet minutes later she'd crawled across my desk, had unzipped my pants, and was sucking me so hard it made me moan loud enough for the whole building to hear. Yes, she crawled across my desk, lying on top of it, her incredibly sexy titties hanging out for me to pinch and pull and massage. She is SO fucking sexy & HOT! She turns me on SOooooo much! Mmmmm.... I'm getting hard again right now just thinking about it!!!

A while after that I bent her over the couch and was driving her from behind with such force she had to grab onto the cushions and muffle her screams into the pillow. She especially enjoys sitting on top of me while I lie on the floor. It makes her weak from the intensity of the orgasms. And she gushed her juices so hard it soaked the carpet. I absolutely LOVE the feeling of her hot juices running down my cock shaft and dripping off my balls.

That night was amazing too. We made love and fucked so many times we lost track, on the bed, the chair, in the jacuzzi, etc. And yet the next day, as sore as we were, we still met in a park, drove to a remote area in the woods, and fucked in the front, the back, and half hanging out of my truck. She is so incredibly good to me. And she's the sexiest woman on earth. And she's mine! I hope you enjoy the pic. I know I sure do! :)

Still worried? I bet not as much...

2008-06-03T23:26:00.002-04:00

Here we are,... in the hotel room,... roses by the jacuzzi,... after a great fuck in the hot water and bubbles......

Are you still worried that when she shows up I'll fall for her? I bet not as much.... I know I am in love with one and only one woman, baby. And that's YOU! Sure, I want to play with her, fuck her and lick her, with you alongside me, having fun as well. This is as much about pleasing you and giving you something you haven't had before, as it is for me.

I want to fulfill every fantasy you have. I want to please you, make you happy, and love you until the end of time - and then some.

I hope our evening and morning goes as well as our night has so far. I don't see how it could be bad,.. as every time I'm with you its amazing! Relax, let me love you, and let it be a night to remember. :) I admire you for being brave enough to share my cock and my bed with another woman. But baby, you have all of my heart! <3

Let me wrap my arms around you for the rest of my life

2008-05-31T10:46:00.002-04:00

Please know,.. that I am completely, totally, in love with you to an extent that I can't even begin to describe with words. I remain dedicated and attached and trusting to and of you in ways I never thought would be possible for my heart after that horrific childhood.

Believe it or not, the threesome scares me too. I worry that you'll like being with females too much - it has happened before. An ex-girlfriend turned lesbian.

If you want me to, I'll call off our adventure on a moment's notice. No hesitation at all. I want you to be happy and safe and comfortable with yourself, with me, and with the stability of our relationship. Nothing is more important to me than you and our relationship. I want our relationship to grow, as it has over the past two years - already beautiful and wonderfully loving.

And whether we have a playmate once or multiple times in the future, I want you to be assured. I want you to know without the shadow of a doubt,.. YOU are the ONE for me. I want you, desire you, love you, dream of you, with my every thought and feeling of every day.

There is NO chance at all that any relationship we start will overshadow what we have, at least not in my mind, my heart, my body. It just isn't possible. I love you too much for that to happen.

I've been constantly amazed every minute of every day for the past two years that our love and closeness keeps growing the way it does. And I never want that to stop. I want to bathe in the glowing radiance of your love for the rest of my life. I honestly wish we both were out of our situations. I wouldn't wait a nanosecond after the divorces were final to ask you to be my wife. After all, you're already my soulmate and my one true love.

Long time

2008-04-11T11:20:00.002-04:00

Yeah, I know - its been a long time since I've posted. Lately there's been a lot of stuff happening. Some major things have been going on in my life at home that I'd just rather not even think about so since I didn't want to think about them myself, I didn't even want to share them with everyone else either.

One item was that I had an issue arrise at work that makes me think I may not have a job next year and that's sortof freaking me out. If I don't have this current job I don't know what I'd do. I've been applying a few places here and there over the past year and a half and it has yet to weild any good result. Plus, if I didn't have my current job, I wouldn't be able to see Lustdemoness everyday, or even every other day like I've been able to do recently. But honestly, being jobless scares the bejezus out of me. Any of you rich ladies want a live-in sex slave that cooks and takes out the trash without being told to do so? I promise multiple orgasms and a clean house. hehe

Also, at work, speaking of work, I've been really busy. The last couple of weeks are typically the busiest, most thought-requiring weeks for me. When I get home after a day of this stuff I've been just wanting to veg-out in front of the tele or computer and NOT THINK. Ugh,...

So, I apologize for not having posted in a while. Thanks faithful readers for sticking with me. I'll be back on track soon though. ;) I hope you're all doing well! Really, I do! Have a wonderful day!

Guess Who?

2008-02-16T11:18:00.002-05:00

A guy walks into a post office one day to see a middle-aged, balding man standing at the counter methodically placing "Love" stamps on bright pink envelopes with hearts all over them.

The man then takes out a perfume bottle and starts spraying scent all over them.

His curiosity gets the better of him and he goes up to the balding man and asks him what he's doing.

"I'm sending out 1,000 Valentine's Day cards signed, 'Guess who?'"

"But why?" asks the man.
"I'm a divorce lawyer."

(Think this is appropriate, especially adjacent to my last post? hehe)

All about love

2008-02-16T11:00:00.005-05:00

Recently a friend told me that this blog has turned from a hot, steamy, collection of erotica to a blog about how much I love one particular woman. I can't deny it and I don't want to. In fact, I want to do the complete opposite. I want to shout from the rooftops how much I love this woman. She is my everything. I love her completely, with all my mind, body, and soul.

But YOU know I can't do that, don't you? you know this woman I speak of is married, and you know I am too. Obviously to the wrong people. So for now we must remain secretive. I do long for the days though of when I can have all the days and nights with her. I want to kiss her in public, cuddle with her while watching television, hold her hand as we walk, and place my hand in the small of her back as we stand side by side. I want to express to her in a million little ways everyday how much I love her.

So, I suppose this site has changed in nature. But ya know what? Its my site. I'll do with it what I wish. Don't get me wrong though - we still have AMAZING, erotic, steamy sex - the best I've EVER had in my entire life! And I'm not afraid to talk about it. I'll continue to do so. I'll also post about my love for her though,.. especially since I can't exactly proclaim it publicly ... yet. Despite the secrecy though, she's definitely my Valentine.

I love you, Lustdemoness!

Just...

2008-02-11T09:57:00.001-05:00

Just stopping in to say hello to all of the blogiverse. How's it goin'? I've been really, really, really busy lately. Despite that though, I've been doing pretty well. I have a positive outlook, am remaining optimistic, and am finally getting somewhat motivated to plow through the work piled on my desk. I've also started exercising again. Perhaps that has something to do with my energy level. ;)

I hope all is well with you and I wish you the best!
See you soon...
LD

Sex Therapy - Florida Style

2008-02-07T09:00:00.000-05:00

A Florida couple, both well into their 80s, go to a sex therapist's office.

The doctor asks, "What can I do for you?"
The man says, "Will you watch us have sexual intercourse?"
The doctor raises both eyebrows, but he is so amazed that such an elderly couple is asking for sexual advice that he agrees.

When the couple finishes, the doctor says, "There's absolutely nothing wrong with the way you have intercourse." He thanks them for coming, he wishes them good luck, he charges them $50 and he says goodbye.

The next week, however, the couple returns and asks the sex therapist to watch again. The sex therapist is a bit puzzled, but agrees.

This happens several weeks in a row. The couple makes an appointment, has intercourse with no problems, pays the doctor, then leave.

Finally, after 5 or 6 weeks of this routine, the doctor says, "I'm sorry, but I have to ask. Just what are you trying to find out?"

The old man says, "We're not trying to find out anything. She's married and we can't go to her house. I'm married and we can't go to my house. The Holiday Inn charges $98. The Hilton charges $139. We do it here for $50, and I get $43 back from Medicare...!

I know

2008-01-30T07:33:00.000-05:00

I know its been a long time since I posted. Suffice it to say I've been extremely busy lately. Work has been dominating a major portion of my time recently. Also, I'm taking a class,.. yeah,.. I know I'm a glutton for punishment, but hey, the more you know, right?

I'm going to make this short for now though, since Lustdemoness is out rounding up some morning coffee and I just got out of the shower. Yes, we got to spend a heavenly night together. I love everything she does to me. The way she touches me is amazing. The way we connect mentally, emotionally, and in a sense, spiritually, are unsurpassed. Isn't it wonderful when you find someone that you can both Fuck AND make Love to in the same session? To hold her in my arms at night, cuddled up, running my fingers through her hair, is divine and extremely special. To fall asleep with her to a love song, entwined in each other's loving embrace is an experience that mere words don't even do justice.

Be well all, and I promise I'll update you again soon. ;)

The Perfect Day

2007-12-21T10:47:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I had the most wonderfully perfect day! Please go read about it on Lustdemoness' Blog! PLEASE? :)

I won't provide you details of it here because I think she did a terrific job of relaying everything. She's so good to me! I'm the luckiest man in the world!

I will give you some explanation though, of the bubble mishap - just so you can understand the level at which I underestimated the power of bubble bath. Here is a picture of what I was aiming for with the bubble bath:

Here is a picture of apparently what a bubble bath SHOULD look like:

Here is a picture of what the bubble bath I made looked like:While the intention was romantic, it turned out to be quite hilarious - which was alright with me as well. We still had a good time in it. It took a while to get the bubbles to descend, but once we did some rearranging we got to sit together and relax in the jacuzzi. I loved sitting behind her, wrapping my arms around her, her lying her head on my chest. She makes me feel like I'm on top of the world. The bubbles made me feel like I was at The Party. If you rent it, don't give up just because the first 3/4 of the movie is slow. The end scenes are worth it!

Body Part HNT

2007-12-20T17:38:00.000-05:00

I thought this was an unusual shot. What is it? Hint: I love her being on hers. (And yes, the shot is upside down. I could've turned it around with software but oh well. I sent it straight from my phone. Happy HNT everyone!)

TMI Tuesday

2007-12-18T11:34:00.000-05:00

1. Are you done with your shopping yet?
Done?? You mean I'm supposed to have started already??

2. What is your favorite sexual position?
Hmm.. I like quite a few of them. I'd say doggy & cowgirl are my favorites, although I also love having her on her back on a raised surface, with me standing between her legs.

3. On a scale of 1-10, how open are you to trying new sexual things?
This is a tricky question. The reason that is, is I've tried so much stuff. The stuff that's left I just don't have a lot of interest in - such as golden showers, fecal activities, etc. - that's just gross to me. But barring all the waste material activities and my own anal penetration (which I will not do), -- other than those,... I'm pretty open,.. about a 10.

4. What present are you hoping to get this year?
I get this present fairly often and I'm just as happy and excited to receive it over the holidays. I'm always thankful for a nice present of pussy. ;)

5. With your current partner (or your last partner) how often was the sex better than just good?
Very often,.. I'd say, 98% of the time it is PHENOMENAL. The other 2% it is AMAZING.

Bonus (as in optional):Can a relationship that you are part of survive on sex alone? Could it survive a prolonged period of abstinence?
Yes, it can survive - I've done that before (although I'm lucky my current one is more than just sex). And the answer to the last part is tough. If the relationship is solely based on sex, then maybe. It really depends on the people and how close of friends they are. If its based on more than sex (like Lustdemoness and I) then yes, definitely (but thank goodness she gives it to me all the time!).

Want to see more people reveal too much on Tuesdays?

You're not the only one!

2007-12-15T12:01:00.000-05:00

Mmmmm! You are so incredibly good to me! I love plunging deep inside of you, and yes, that floor session was QUITE amazing! I was fucking your cervix. When I'm inside you, its sheer heaven. I love pushing my hot swollen cock into those pouty pink little lips, forcing you open and then driving you home. I LOVE when you cum on me. It drives me to fuck you even harder until you cum so much you can't stand it, you quiver and get weak, or you gush on me. And I DO love when you gush on me. I've never had a woman able to ejaculate like you do before, and I absolutely love it, both for the power surge I feel and the ego boost, but also for the way it feels - so warm, comforting, and beautiful. And I love your mouth on me too, a delight I've never really appreciated until you came along. You are amazing in every way. And I love you for a million reasons too, other than just the sex. The sex, however, is the best I've ever had or could dream of. Mmmm. You make me so happy. You make my cock so happy. I want you! I wish I could have you RIGHT NOW!!! Damn, I'm horny today!

Christmas Tree HNT

2007-12-13T10:10:00.000-05:00

Well, Os called for a Christmas Tree HNT, so here's mine - placing ornaments on the tree. If you want to see more Half-Nekkid people, go here.

All in the eyes....

2007-12-04T10:39:00.001-05:00

Its all in the eyes, people say. I have to agree, sometimes it is. Two images stick out in my mind from yesterday's rendezvous - two looks she gave me. Love & Lust.

It'd been a while since we'd seen each other. We missed each other. We longed for each other's touch, breath, kiss, and embrace. When she arrived and we were alone, she just looked at me. We kissed, we embraced, and again, she looked at me, and I looked right back. Our eyes met and smiles formed. I could tell in those eyes there was love. Love emanated. Love enveloped. Love penetrated. Those eyes are delicious. they say so incredibly much it is overwhelming to realize that without words we can exchange such intense, complex, yet simple, dialogue. Love.

Not long after we'd met, although it seemed like a pleasurable eternity of a loving moment, her eyes changed. Our soft gentle kissing and cuddling loving embrace turned into a steam bath of passionate kisses and lust began dripping from her lips. She was rubbing my cock through my jeans and I was straining to get out of them, from behind the zipper. She turns me on completely. I was running my hands all over her, pinching, caressing, palming, holding tight. She was starting to squirm, the heat between her legs building so much I could feel it on my leg like a space heater. It felt great, pleasing to know I had a part in turning that heater on high. I wanted inside her, but apparently she wanted me inside her in a different way first. Lust.

She looked me in the eyes and I could see the demon in her as she dropped to her knees and pushed me back against the table. She had to bend my cock a bit to get it out of my boxers and yet as soon as it was out, she engulfed me. She'd plunge down on me until I hit the back of her throat, then she'd pull back to just have my head in her mouth, swirling me with her tongue. It was when she opened her mouth a bit wider, allowing my head to pop out, still resting on her tongue, a ribbon of saliva linking the tip of my cock to the back of her throat, that she looked up at me with those big beautiful seductive eyes.

I could tell in those eyes there was passion, lust, love, and dedication. I could tell that if I'd only give her my cock and my love, she'd be faithful forever. I could tell that from her gaze, from the way she looked at me, she loved me and she loved my cock. She woshipped it and she was letting me know. She was showing me. How great an expression that is, how overwhelming and terrific. She is incredibly good to me. My cock loves you too, baby. And so do I. Now, get on your knees again and suck me.

1080 Hardened Steel

2007-11-27T09:13:00.000-05:00

I dreamt of you last night. I don't remember all the details, but here is what I do remember:

At one point I wrapped my arms around your waist,
pulled you close to me and felt your warmth,
and kissed you so passionately
you dropped whatever was in your hand.

At some point I was pulling your hair,
my fingers entwined in it close to your scalp,
as I was driving you hard from behind.

Once, I was lying on top of you,
deep inside of you, throbbing,
pumping, slowly sliding all the way in and out,
so you could feel my head push past that tight
choke point and plunge deep inside you.

As I was on top, I wrapped my arms around you,
my hands underneath you, holding you tight both so
you'd be close to me and so you couldn't escape.

I remember the dream being incredibly erotic,
hot, passionate, wild, and steamy.
I woke up with a steel rod in my boxers.
And all day long I'll be thinking of you.

I want you.

The feeling I get

2007-11-20T16:00:00.001-05:00

Thanks for the great time! I'm incredibly happy to be able to look into your eyes again, to kiss you, to touch you, to caress you, to hold you, to embrace you, to gently nibble on you all over, to hold your face in my hands. Being with you is heavenly. Being able to fall asleep with you in my arms is a dream come true. Every time I'm with you, afterwards I feel like I'm floating in the clouds for days. I want to be with you forever. You make me happy. You make me a whole man. Thank you for being you. Thank you for being wonderful.

Quick update:

2007-11-12T17:33:00.000-05:00

I don't have a whole lot of time, ... just figured I'd post so folks know I'm still alive and kickin'.

Been a weird few days. Lots of argument at home. More talk of divorce. And none of it had to do with the reason the contract was made, amazingly. Been overloaded with responsibilities at work recently & somewhat stressed about that. Been working hard on the house to try and get it looking better (in the back of my mind, in case I have to sell it soon). Overall, its been a shitty week.

Lustdemoness is my beacon of light right now, whether she knows it or not. I do cherish her so, in many ways. I am excited to get to see her tomorrow after what seems like an eternity without her.

More later. I hope you're all doing well! If not, you're going to get a spanking!

LD

HNT - Scary to think...

2007-11-01T08:58:00.000-04:00

I know it isn't THAT scary,.... and it all depends on your point of view,... but at least SHE better be scared to think of what I'm going to do with this today! :) I was shopping at a halloween costume store and in the "weapons room" they had miscellaneous plastic swords, axes, etc. They also had this lovely device for only $4. What's funny is, the woman behind me in the check-out line asked me how much I paid for it. When I told her, she started cursing, saying she'd paid $27 for one last month. Ha! I guess we know where she was shopping - and it wasn't a halloween costume shop! ;)

TMI Tuesday

2007-10-16T22:18:00.000-04:00

1. What was the first movie you saw on a date?
Benji - Gimme a break, I was young... she won tickets,.. she invited me.

2. Who was the first person you kissed on a date? [First name is fine.]
On a "real" date? Honestly, I don't remember her name. She was 6'3" and blonde though. After that came Ronda.

3. Where was the first place you ever "parked" (on a date)?
Either next to a Lake or in the parking lot of a baseball field / sport complex

4. Have you ever gone on a date with someone you met via the internet?
Yes, I dated her (face-to-face) for about a year.

5. What is the most romantic thing you have done on a first date?
Probably a scavenger hunt around the city

Bonus (as in optional):Describe the best date you have ever been on.
Any date with Lustdemoness is the best. The amazing part is, she keeps getting better every time, too! :)

I'm so fucking horny

2007-10-11T13:45:00.000-04:00

I don't know why I'm horny, but I am. Lustdemoness took VERY good care of me yesterday but damn,.. its as if it just makes me want even more! Someone PLEASE help me with this problem?!?

Go see more Half-Nekkidness here!

Hot depths & touching

2007-10-10T18:06:00.000-04:00

She asked me earlier today if she could come see me just to say hello. Of course I answered yes. She's beautiful. really, she is. She rolls her eyes and denies it when I say it, but its the truth. She is incredibly beautiful. She's also incredibly sexy. When she walks into a room, heads turn and they all desire her. But I get to have her. I'm a happy man.

She walked into my office with a smile on her face. She made my breath catch. I had someone in my office but just the sight of her made everything else disappear. All I saw was her, standing there, her sexy body silhouetted in the doorway, her smile shining, and her penetrating eyes sending chills down my spine. She turned and walked out, waiting for me to be free. When she was able to come back in, I leapt to kiss her deeply. I wanted to show her in my kiss how much I want her, how much I need her, how much I love her. Her embrace is heaven.

Later, I texted her and told her I wanted to see her again. She asked me if all I wanted to do was cuddle. When I responded no, "I want to ram you full of swollen hard cock until your cum streams down your legs" I'm not sure she believed me. I'm glad I got to prove myself to her.

She's very good to me. I'm not sure what I've done to deserve her. In fact, I'm pretty sure I don't deserve her at all, but I'll take her. I'll take everything she can give. We have something so very special, its amazing. Last week she cried happy tears,.... during. and she told me her brain had an orgasm. No woman's ever told me that before. But I believe her. Every time with her is magical, whether it involves the most outstanding sex ever or simply kissing and cuddling. Whether I'm hitting bottom and making her whimper in the heat of passion or I'm gently caressing her cheek or arm with every ounce of caring love my heart can give, I've figured out, I can't live without her touch. She delights me.

TMI Tuesday

2007-10-09T14:19:00.000-04:00

1. Wash up, cuddle or fall asleep?
--- All of the above, with the right person of course!

2. Have you ever faked orgasms?
--- No.

3. In any 24 hour period, what is the most number of time you have ever had sex?
--- I'd have to say around 8,... BUT..... there's something this question doesn't account for.. and that's the duration of each sex act. When I was younger, I once had sex from around 7:00 pm until 7:00 am, straight through. Yes, straight through - as in no stopping,... seriously. And yes, I only had 2 orgasms and I kept on going, and yes, there was a lot of lubrication involved.

4. Have you ever had sex or give/received oral sex while you were driving a car?
--- Yes.

5. What do you think the average number of sexual partners your sex has in their lifetime (so for me a male)? Do you think most people lie when asked?
--- It all depends on the person. The average isn't a good measure because some men only have sex with 2 or so partners their entire lives, while others have over a hundred. What good would an average do? Nothing.... -- Oh, and do they lie? Some do, some don't.

Bonus (as in optional):Can men and women be "just friends?" (Explain)
--- Yes. Even sometimes when there's sexual tension they can be friends, but often some women and men develop a friendship that's more like a brother/sister or a father/daughter or a son/mother relationship.

Go see other TMI answers here: TMI Tuesdays

TMI Tuesday

2007-09-25T13:21:00.000-04:00

Sorry for the lack of posts last week. I was pretty sick and didn't get out of bed much. I know, I know, not getting out of bed doesn't sound like a stretch for me, but trust me it wasn't as fun as my normal "bed time."

1. Who did you think you would marry in elementary school?
It was between Ms. Pac-Man and Heather Locklear probably.

2. Which muppet is your favorite? Why?

If you want to count a non-muppet, Grover, by far. He's THE coolest and he has a super alter-ego. That rocks. If you want to stick to the stringent definition of a muppet, then Kermit the Frog because he's cool too. Plus I can do an impression of him.

3. Which politician would you most like to screw? [For pleasure or revenge]

I don't know any female politicians I'd screw. But I'm sure most politicians are screwing ME and just not calling me in the morning.

4. How did you first find the g-spot?

Good instincts I guess. Yay!

5. What is the best costume you've ever worn?

Hmm.. tough one. Its between Flashlight Man and a really awesome werewolf costume I wore once.

Bonus (as in optional):Does pornography liberate or deteriorate society?

Good question.

In some ways it liberates. For those making it, for those that need to watch it for sexual pleasure & enhancement & motivation it can be very liberating and helpful. In a way it also deteriorates society in that the depictions typically found in pornography often depict women as being violated, fooled, or powerless. Studies have shown that men who watch large amounts of pornography view women more as objects to be used, and they're more violent toward women. Thusly, pornography has both good and bad effects in society.

HNT - Good Days at Work

2007-09-13T09:01:00.000-04:00

So far this week it hasn't been that great at work. Lots of work and no play makes for one horny, tired-of-work, man. I've had visitors, but of course none of them helped me with my situation, they only gave me more work. My favorite office visitor hasn't been able to pay me visits as of late. But when she does, I'm hoping it will be a good day. What defines a good day at work for me, you might ask? Here's my response in the form of a HNT post.

HNT - New addition

2007-09-06T09:17:00.000-04:00

Nothing like relaxing........ in front of your new 50" plasma television. Someone bring me a beer, please?

Love, that budding flower

2007-09-04T11:01:00.000-04:00

Love, that beacon

that guiding light we all desire

where does it begin and why is it there

or does it matter not

for in our hearts are we not one

one with all that is good and pure and truthful

or are we evil

or are we a mix

Love is the pure and the true and the beautiful

while other things inside us and out are the evil

but without darkness there is no light

nor do we appreciate it as much

LOVE possesses though

embraces, warms, and delights the soul

LOVE is what we desire and

what moves us to be

Love is what I have for her

For her I would brave the falls

climb the everest of my mind

and tear down that wall

That wall that was built a brick at a time

just as Waters sang to us

but because of her

because of my desire

because of this feeling I get

when I'm around her

I'll tear that wall down

with so much force

it will shake the earth

I'll destroy it

I'll clean up its pieces

and wipe them away

and replace it with natural beauty

as an homage to her

and what she does to my heart

I will plant a field of tulips

for my love.

First Video HNT

2007-08-29T23:30:00.000-04:00

Tell me she isn't enjoying this... I know I am! ;) Here's my first ever video HNT. I know the lighting isn't good. Really, its more about the audio than the video in this one. I'll have to work on that. I promise I'll get better lighting next time. I'm sure there will be more opportunities to cum!!

My good little bitch

2007-08-28T15:25:00.000-04:00

She's so good to me. I'm so good to her too.

There I stood, cock straining to get out of my jeans, you hanging on my lips, wet with anticipation. I asked you what you wanted but I knew. I asked you where you wanted it,.. you said you wanted me to sit on the couch. I did, you sat on my cock.

I don't remember the first time she sat on me, but it is delightful. She has the power and yet from all she says, from all she moans, from all she whispers and gasps during that heat that could ignite the sun, I know its the other way around. I know I have the power. Its on loan when she sits on me.

You ground me hard and long, ending up in endless convulsions on my thick hard cock. At one point you almost fell off of me leaning back in a fit, whilst throwing your body around quite involuntarily. You shivered, you shook, your hot little pussy climaxed in waves,.. waves going up and down my shaft,.. waves that squeezed me tightly and told my cock, "thank you" and that sent fluid streaming from your depths to soak me and run down my legs.

I love it every time she comes. It gives me a rush and floods me with emotions. I know I always want her to be on me, and in those moments I have such convoluted clarity of thought. Thoughts about love and lust and happiness and desire and power and lips.

You collapsed and after a while, when I started moving underneath you,.. gyrating my hips to grind deep inside you,.. hitting your bottom,... you begged me to drive you from behind. I got up and made you kneel on the edge of the couch, bent over. I pushed at your entrance with the tip of my swollen head and heard you moan. I jammed the length of that thick monster inside you and you let out a scream that I'm sure echoed across the building. I drove you hard and long and pulled your hair. I made you beg and you did too, with soft little moans and whines that made me stiffen even more.

I love pounding her hard from behind. she whimpers every time I hit her cervix and I can control the angle of entry both up and down and from side to side. I love driving slowly at a downward angle for a while, my cock head making her stomach ripple as I draw it in and out, then changing angles,.. making my balls slap against her clit as I force myself in, hard, deep, and fast.

I drove you, pounded you, rammed you, jammed you full,.. of that hot swollen big-headed cock until your little pussy gaped open, juices flowed out, and you couldn't stop cumming or convulsing. You tried to tell me something but everything you said was complete jibberish. I kept driving you, not giving you any mercy or hesitating for even a minute for you to regain your composure after such an intense orgasm. Orgasm after orgasm you came and came again, shaking and shivering as if in a freezer. Locked in a freezer... yeah,.. you're locked alright. Locked into having my cock inside that pink swollen, beaten, puffy little cunt of yours... forever.

You screamed that I own you... you told me to take it.. to take what's mine... that I own you and I own that hot little cunt. And I do. I'll take it again too. Come here to me now, my good little bitch. come here, and get some more. Come get pumped full of my steel-hard, lightning- hot cock again. I want you.

TMI Tuesday #98 for them, #1 for me

2007-08-28T11:04:00.000-04:00

1. What is the best relationship advice you've ever received?

My soon-to-be father-in-law of my first wife stopped me outside the clubhouse in which I was to be wed. He told me he would have no hard feelings AT ALL since he really likes me regardless of what happens with his daughter, should I decide to not go through with it. Then he said, "It isn't too late until you say I do." I should've taken that advice.

2. How many people have you dated at once? How many people do you think it is acceptable to date at once?

I dated three at once. As far as what's acceptable,.. I lived with two women and they were both okay with it. So I guess it all depends on the respect and confidence and caring shown in the relationships. I think those help determine the perspective of all parties involved. What's acceptable is all relevant to the situation.

3. What made your worst kiss so bad?

Make-up and the fact that she kissed like a cat, always rubbing her chin bone on me instead of using her lips. Ewww. I hate the taste of make-up, especially when its caked on so thick it must've been applied with a spatula.

4. Can a relationship last if the sex is bad?

Yes, sadly. But I guess that depends on your idea of a "relationship" versus a "good relationship."

5. What one thing would you like your partner to do every time you have sex with them?

Feel my emotions (& have orgasms of course)!

Bonus (as in optional): What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?

Hmmm,... its either my ability to make them laugh or my eyes.

Some random thoughts..........

2007-08-28T08:36:00.000-04:00

In and out of consciousness,
the plant in my eye waxes and wanes.
The full moon enveloped in a Lunar eclipse,
blood spills upon the sky.

Nobody knows why my mind thinks
or makes those weird connections.
Sometimes I know it is something of substance
othertimes its just the chickens of Marty McFly
dancing in my head with the sugarplum fairies.

But now the fairies are dead,
left only to my memory.
Love you, mom.
And the chickens video is messed-up.
I really ought to buy the DVD.

I wish I had a biscuit right now..
with some honey.
I don't normally eat breakfast though.
I wonder what the next recording medium will be.
Do you think we'll go straight to digital on memory cards?
Damn macrovision. I hate that shit.

I need a good joke.
Haven't heard any in a while,
not that I hadn't heard before anyway.
This accursedly good memory means
I don't hear many new ones
since I used to get mails from goatboy.

On the other hand it is quite useful
when I want to envision something,
play it over it and over.
Like how I was with you,
in your arms, loving, and
behind you, pounding.

Sometimes I wonder,
why does it always boil down to sex,
but then I think
when its as great as it is with you,
why not.
Its fucking fantastic.
Best I've ever known.
Better than my dreams.

And back I wind up at...
that plant in my eye...
my mind's eye...
and daydreaming.
Funny how things come full circle.

I told you it was random.
So shut up.
Its mine.

Full Speed Ahead

2007-08-23T09:06:00.000-04:00

Sometimes I wish I could go faster in life. Sometimes I want to stop and smell the proverbial roses. Every now and then I step back and I take a look at where I am, what I'm doing, and where I'm going. I've recently realized that I'm going full speed ahead in a holding pattern. Is that ironic? Whatever the conclusion, I like very much, where I am in life currently. Certainly things could be better, but certainly things could be worse. I am happy and lucky to be where I am. With that in mind, here is today's HNT - an image to represent my current situation.

Go get in on the HNT fun with Os!

A riddle in my boxers - HNT

2007-08-16T08:30:00.000-04:00

What's red and soft and comes at night?

Santa Clause of course.

-- What's all this HNT business?!? Check it out over at Os's place.

Gasping for Ownership

2007-08-15T20:16:00.000-04:00

You gasped for air as you rode my cock and I tightened the tie around your neck. You're amazing when you grind those hips just right and my thick cock stretches all the walls of your hot tight little cunt. You came so hard and so often, juices were running down my legs in streams - yes, streams. I could feel you convulsing inside,.. the walls of your pussy clenching in spasms around my steel-hard rod, wave after wave of ecstasy. Kissing your lips with forceful passion, sucking on your beautiful tits is heaven when you're riding me. You love it too. Time and time again you cried, "You OWN me... you OWN me...."

You stood up and told me you wanted to turn around. You straddled me in the reverse cowgirl position and lowered yourself back down on my stiff cock. You leaned forward and started to bounce up and down, using your hips as the hinge point. You worked up to a fast speed as I watched my cock plunge deep inside you and back to the rim of the head again over and over. You took all of me in on the hard thrusts and I could feel it hitting bottom. Every time it did, you moaned even harder. You told me to pull the tie tighter,... 4 times in a row. I did,.. almost choking you from behind, pulling the tie back as if it were your hair I was pulling, as I sometimes do when I'm driving you hard from behind. Your pace was now at a frenzy,.. and I could feel you mounting inside, building up pressure. That's the most incredible feeling, to know you're going to cum on me,.. to know I make you feel that good.

You exploded. You cried out that you sprayed your feet. Juices were streaming down your legs too now, and your body went into convulsions, eminating from the pussy outward. You looked back at me and smiled then as your eyes rolled back into your head, you lost control. You convulsed so hard and so much I almost wondered if you were alright. But I knew, from the way you felt inside, you were just fine,.. better than fine. You slumped over forward in exhaustion due to the tremendous release. But I was still hard. Everything you do, every time I feel you cum on me, it turns me on even more. Now it was my turn.

I led you to the table, lying you down on your back, and pounded you mercilessly. You yelled out that no man ever made or will ever make you cum as hard as I make you. You promised me that you belong to me and only me. You started cumming again and amidst those shivers and shudders you exclaimed that you love me and that I own you. I love those words,... "You own me." I know you're a grown woman, and that technically, nobody can own you, as you're strong, and independent in many ways. But to know that you give yourself to me, to claim you are my property for the purposes of love and amazingly incredible sex,... turns me on instantly.

I pounded harder and faster, and I felt you mounting again inside,.. pressure building, at the same time feeling my own head swell and my cock grow even larger, filling you completely up. You started to cum in tiny convulsions and I came just then as well,.. firing my hot load deep inside you. We both were spent,.. legs shaking,.. bodies and brains intoxicated from the experience. And now,.. hours later, I want you again. I wish I could have you here, in my arms, to kiss you, and to do that all over again. I love you. You own me.

When she's not at my side

2007-08-14T10:12:00.000-04:00

For her;

I wait
I count the minutes
I go to work
I smile as I pass by flowers
I grin at random times of the day

For her;

I daydream
I live
I breathe
I try to be a decent man
I am sure my heart beats

For her;

I smile when the sun shines
I smile when it rains
I go to sleep to see her in my dreams
I walk with a spring in my step
I get a hard-on in the middle of the day

For her;

I light up when I see a tulip
I grin when I drive past a hotel
I smile when I see children playing
I sigh happily when I close my eyes and picture her
I have a twinkle in my eyes

For she,....
....... she is my everything.

In the eye of the beholder

2007-08-09T02:46:00.001-04:00

A puffy tired eye

Hanging on by a Thread

2007-08-07T08:24:00.000-04:00

Buttons and thread
keep closed
the pockets of my mind

Scissors and a straight edge
outline my plans
for the future

A needle and a loop
bind my thoughts
of you

A handy hoop
comprises my composure
when I dream of you

Double stitches
and overlaps
sew the seams of my heart

Bright colorful cloth
is the fabric
of my love

Silken softness
is the way
you feel in my heart

A million thimbles
aren't enough to contain
my daily thoughts of you

A tailored life
we both lead
luckily filled with love

Alone

2007-08-04T09:29:00.000-04:00

Alone I sit,

waiting, counting.

I do not have her at my side.

I do not have peace in my heart,

since it beats only for her.

And she is not here,

with me.

When I am without her

I feel the worst pain,

worse than rawness or blood,

worse than words or splinters.

I want to be with her,

but for now,...

now I must be alone.

And wait,

And count the minutes,

until my heart can beat again.

When she is at my side.

I love her.

OHHhhhh FFUUUCCCCKKKKK !!!

2007-08-01T14:58:00.000-04:00

Oh FUCK, what an AMAZING night and two days!!!!!! Thank goodness for early check-ins too or I think we'd have gone at each other in the car if we had to wait any longer. Thank goodness for late check-outs too, because we went at it like animals until we HAD to go.

I have created a MONSTER. That woman can FUCK like a wildcat! When I first met her, yes, sex was great, but she was shy and she let her inhibitions get in her way of releasing. But now,... oh god she's incredible. We kissed, touched, held hands, embraced, sucked, bit, nibbled, made love, hugged, and fucked every minute of the day just about. Of course we took a short break for food and drink, and a few very short breaks for sleep (we woke each other up so much with sex, we got maybe 3 hours of sleep over the course of 8 hours during the night). Overall, I've never had such a great sex marathon in my entire life.

Yes, obviously, I'd like to thank the folks at the lube companies, but wow, she came so hard and so often, it was unbelievable! She knows EXACTLY what buttons to push to get me hard in an instant! I drove her so hard from behind I think we might've cracked the headboard (with her head). She rode me so much and I was so incredibly hard, she came 10 times in one session, without me ever taking my cock out of her or changing positions!!! TEN times!!!! I know she came over 50 times (I'm NOT kidding either) in those two glorious days. I came four times. I think that's a new record for me,.. cumming 4 times in 2 days. I have plenty of orgasms, but it isn't often that I actually cum.

We used just about every position. We fucked in the bed, in the tub, on the couch, bent over the arm of the couch, standing on the floor beside the bed, ... ahhh,... such a comfortable bed too. Her lying beside me was fantastic,... her lying on me with me inside her was heaven. We had fun with water, lube, and our own juices. We had fun imagining a third. We had fun even while asleep in that half-dream state, half-awake state.

We had so much fun we fucked each other raw. Sore, raw, in pain. Yes, in pain. Driving down the road I felt my jeans restricting me and every little bump in the road made my cock throb. But I'm not complaining, not at all. I'm grinning like the cat that just ate the canary,... because I got fucked so well that the episode is burned into my brain. I'll never forget this sensation.

Thank you, Lustdemoness. You rock my world! <3

The near future

2007-07-30T09:10:00.000-04:00

I'd like to make a prediction: I will be sore and raw and exhausted and I'm going to LOVE it!

That's right readers, I'm predicting the FUTURE! Amazing, huh? How can he do this, you ask? How is it possible? Does he have mystical insight or just a Magic 8-Ball?

I can do this amazing feat of intellect and wizardry only because she has agreed to spend an entire day and night with me! and yes, I'm extremely excited about it !!!

All day we'll be able to touch and kiss and make love and fuck like wild animals. We'll also be able to go outside together and hold hands in public (IF we actually go outside, that is). We'll be able to sleep in each others' arms and wake each other up in the middle of the night for some of that wonderful half-dreaming, half-awake type lovemaking. We'll be able to spend some time talking and laughing as well as finding pleasure in all the rowdy, raunchy, loving, caring, forceful, soft, sweet, tender, harsh, pounding, hammering, driving, sex we have.

I can't tell you how much it excites me to be able to lie next to her after a round of sex and know we don't have to get up to go our separate ways due to schedules. To just lie there and gaze into her eyes, to play with her hair, to caress her cheek, to kiss her all over that wonderfully erotic and sexy body, to chat and laugh with her, to love her in every way I possibly can in a day and night, is heaven.

Here's looking to the future. *cheers*

FIRST Tattoo HNT

2007-07-25T19:59:00.001-04:00

Here it is: My new dragon ! What do you think? I designed it myself and it stands for quite a lot of things in my life. Yes, its somewhat tribal in nature, but I like it a lot. :)

MY 1st RE: Your Assignment

2007-07-25T09:46:00.000-04:00

For your assignment I asked you to post about your "gushing," something that most women don't do, especially in the quantity and with the force that you do. And I do love it. It feels fantastic to be drenched with your juices, to have them running down my sides and dripping off my balls if you're riding me, or to have them run down my legs as I slam you from behind. To pull my cock out and see it glisten and see your clear liquid dripping off me is delightful and it is intoxicating to know I've done my job right. Its an amazing feeling, giving me pleasure even I find difficult to describe accurately with words.

You said you'd done it once before, but never with such force as you do with me. And you exclaim that this is the first time you've ever enjoyed it, ever completely let go and released fully. You've told me on occasion that I've ruined you, that you want no other man inside you but me, that your sweet little pussy belongs to me. You call me your "sexy man," which is an uncommon phrase to my ears. You treat me very well in the ego department, not to mention the bedroom, office, living room,... well, you get the idea.

You say I've provided you with a lot of "firsts." You've provided me with a few firsts as well. Since you posted about one of your physical "firsts" (first because of the full release and intensity purpose anyway) I figured it was only fair to provide you with one of my physical firsts you've given me.

As any reader of this blog can probably tell, I've got a more-often-than-average sex drive. I have changed over the years however. When I was younger (around 21-28) I'd get erections every day, multiple times a day, for hours on end, just at random. I once sat several hours in a lounge, skipping a college class (something I never do on purpose) waiting for an erection to go away while wearing boxers and dockers, a sure combination that would've assured I'd be discovered walking down any hallway.

But in more recent years (I'm 36 now) those random erections have all but gone away, with an occasional friendly hello in the afternoon or evening (morning is a different story though - every morning 'ole Woody' still pops his head up to say good morning). I have a feeling part of it had to do with my health and weight, which I've been working on recently. But certainly part of it had to do with my confidence and drive, both of which you've increased.

But now, I'm back! YOU're responsible, too!!! I'm getting random erections throughout the day and night. Why? All because of you. You've given me my confidence back. You've motivated me to stay healthy. And you DEFINITELY turn me on. You know (because I tell you often and try to show you through the little things I do) that I find you irresistable. You're incredibly sexy and desireable. Every time I kiss you, your lips set me on fire. Typically now, I can't make-out with you for more than 5 minutes without getting an erection. Very often just thinking about you gets me going too. You've come to me several times and arrived only to find I'm hard and wanting you. I don't need porn. I don't need to touch myself. Just the thought of you is enough to start my engine.

I'd like to thank you. Thank you for being so incredibly sexy and for being my lady. Thank you for starting my engine with nitrous instead of regular unleaded. Thank you for reinvigorating me and proving to me that age has nothing to do with it. Thank you for replenishing my youthful sex-drive, a definite 'first' for me. Thank you for being you and for giving me everything I need. Now get over here and ride this cock, will ya? I'm hard again just thinking of you. *wink*

Look who popped his head out to see me this morning

2007-07-25T09:35:00.001-04:00

Good Morning, Woody!

Relaxing after work

2007-07-24T18:05:00.000-04:00

Lounging is an art, isn't it?!?

She's so good to me!

2007-07-20T17:41:00.000-04:00

"Inspiration" as she calls it, sent from Lustdemoness, out of the blue to my cell phone. :) Mmmmm!!! Yummy, thanks, doll!!! You're too good to me! You ARE inspiration! Anyone else want to send me a picture of your cleavage? I'll be happy to post it here on my site and drool over it. Hehe :D

Half Nekkidness Return !!

2007-07-19T11:31:00.000-04:00

Before shaving today I was very scruffy.

For more Half-Nekkidness, go see Os!

Thumb-Up

2007-07-18T21:08:00.000-04:00

Today you let your hair stay curly instead of the usual straightening act. You're so incredibly sexy - ALWAYS. Today you were particularly sexy dressed in your matching skirt and black top, hair curly, and a look in your eyes I only sometimes get to see. Today I could see to the depths of your soul. As I laid there beside you after hours of sex, gazing into your eyes, it was then we made true love. Yes, we had made love before that today, and had some wildly erotic and pleasureful sex too, even to the point of being raw.

But looking into each others' eyes, kissing each others' lips, lying beside one another, we made love with our souls. As the music played and we kissed, I'm positive our hearts synchronized. It was PERFECT. So perfect it was as if we'd been cast in a romance movie and the scene we were in was acted out by two people who behind the scenes were also in love; the kind of scene where anyone can tell that there's REAL chemistry and REAL love; the kind of scene that is ... simply put,.... magical. If this is the movie of my life, I'd like to thank all those making this possible - specifically for the scene I was in today. I give it a big thumb-up.

Reality

2007-07-12T15:12:00.000-04:00

I warned you all in the title of the last post that it was an evil one. Sometimes my evil side comes out and sometimes my good and gentle side shines. But I have both sides. The little angel and devil that occupy my mind and body and soul argue and fight as I mentioned in the August of 2006 post, "Thought For Food."

I sometimes feel empowered by great sex and other times I feel mellow. I feel these both normally too, but I think arousal brings the sides out more prominently. That's what I was trying to express by showing the evil side, and now with the gentle side. The last post and this one then, reflect these sways in emotion more directly than the metaphorical poem, even though I really do love the poem. :)

The reality of it is, I don't own her. She is free. I have no hold over her other than a mutual desire and respect. So if any of you worried I was going off the dark end there, have faith, trusty reader. I am but a gentle, caring clown of humanity just trying to get along the best I can. I respect her and love her in a very special way and I'm lucky and happy to have her as part of my life. I respect all women unless they give me reason to not respect them.

I'm of the opinion that women are all beautiful creatures, here to both delight and torture (in a good way mind you) men. I love women for how caring, beautiful, sexy, strong, and elegant they are. And yes, I believe all women are elegant and beautiful, just in different ways. I worship them and womanhood and I'm blessed to be allowed into their circles sometimes; social, psychological, and spiritual. And when a woman decides to share her body and mind with me in the most intimate of acts, I feel like the luckiest guy on the planet.

I love being playful with them, pushing their limits of pleasure and pain, being gentle with them, being loving, just touching & pressing my skin to theirs, being caring, kissing them, and just gazing into their eyes. And yet I love making them writhe and contort their faces, love pulling their hair, loving spanking them during rough hard sex that makes them cum so hard they forget their own name. I am man. I am demon. I just...... am.

Warning: EVIL POST

2007-07-11T18:23:00.000-04:00

I am always searching for lovely, sexy ladies to pleasure me and satisfy my ever-hungry cock. After all, I am THE Lustdemon. I noted from the beginning that should you have a desire to be fucked harder than you've ever been fucked before and you live in my area, you're certainly welcome to apply, me within.

That being said, quite a few of the posts of my past have indicated I get pussy at work, and plenty of it, from one particular woman. She's in deep, as I've been deep in her for quite some time. She now admits I own her. I do. I do own her. Her pussy no longer belongs to any other man. It belongs to me. Goal achieved. Soul devoured. I'll keep fucking her until she awakes from her zombie-like trance. I don't think that will be any time soon, since even if she realizes I'm using her, she won't care by now. She's too far gone in debt with her soul to back out now. [insert evil maniacal laughter here]

Seriously, she's a pretty special lady. I think you can tell that from some of the things I've said. She has decided to start her own place, in which she can record her thoughts and descriptions, and maybe even pictures and/or video of the times we spend together and her torment when we're apart. I plan on having assignments for her soon as well, so perhaps she'll post about those too. In fact, I know she'll post about them because I'll make posting part of the assignments.

Today she came to my office, planning on asking me to "take the day off" from sex because she was so sore from yesterday. Did I give her what she wanted? Or did I give her what she needed? Go visit her blog to find out the tasty answer! [evil grin]

http://lustdemoness.blogspot.com/

Proof!

2007-06-29T23:36:00.000-04:00

Some of you were curious about the contract I mentioned. Here's a scan of it below. :)

My Lust-Demoness

2007-06-28T14:51:00.000-04:00

Yep, I've met my Lust-Demoness. For some time now I know you could tell by my posts that I've been involved with a pretty special lady. Ever since my "first" who happened to be a nymphomaniac and "broke me in right," it has been hard to find a woman that could keep up with me. One thing some of you know and some of you don't know is that technically, I'm married. Yes, it was a marriage of convenience. Yes, initially there was love and sex. But years and years later now, love has been replaced with mutual tolerance and respect, and sex has been replaced with,.. well,... nothing. Thankfully my "wife" has a very open mind and understands my needs. She even signed a legal waiver allowing me to seek a mistress (something she's been telling me to get for years now). My wife has a few medical problems that prohibit vigorous activities, and she's also just lost her drive over the years.

About two years ago I started thinking about finding a mistress (she's been telling me to get one for three or four years now). And just over a year ago I found one that understands my situation. This is especially true since she herself is in a similar situation. This awesome lady is very special to me. From the minute we met I knew there was a connection. We started with a very flirtatious courtship until one day, months later I asked her when we were just going to break down and fuck each other's brains out. I know,.. I'm such a romantic, right? ;)

We have terrific conversations. We have fantastic comfortable silences. And we have the most amazing, mind-blowing sex one could ever imagine. Now over a year later, I love her as she loves me, completely. We still can't be together since there are certain circumstances that prevent it, but we've talked about this and are both very comfortable with the way things currently work. Perhaps one day we will be able to hold each other as we peer out the window upon the sunset's reflection in the rippling water.

Yesterday she and I met for one of our steamy interludes. We were both incredibly horny, and I warned her before we met that I was feeling quite frisky. She warned me she was willing to take in every inch of that friskiness. Rawr! (We match so well its as if we're made for each other!) After some passionate kissing we wound up in the bedroom. I ripped her jeans (and sexy little red panties too) off without unbuckling or unzipping them, in one strong pull. Before you know it we were going at each other like we hadn't seen each other in months.

We fucked so hard and so long and so vigorously, that we're both completely sore today. Someone at her work even asked her if she was alright or if she'd hurt something, judging by the way she was walking. As sore as we both are, we agree, it was WELL worth it. Yes, I've met my demoness, my Lust-Demoness.

What's next for the LD and the LDemoness? She thinks it'd be pretty hot to find another woman to join the fun. Mmmmm.... she's SO good to me! The soreness should be gone by tomorrow. Any volunteers? :)

A very animated, "Huh?"

2007-06-04T09:06:00.000-04:00

I don't get it. What is this fascination with Manga people have? The monstrous appendages, the colorful hair, the pointy ears, the wild eyes,.... I just don't understand what it is that makes people like this stuff. Sure, I can understand the porn aspect, but why not look at some REAL people having REAL sex instead of an animated / cartoon version of it?

There's a TON out there too! And yes, I understand some of the history, about how in Japan certain things weren't allowed in print and how they came up with ways to get around those rules,.. but that was out of necessity they created those things, like showing tentacle insertion because they couldn't show penile insertion. But now that necessity is over. Is it that those things generated a sortof 'cult' following and that's why people like them? Or do people really get off on this type of art instead of looking at real humans?

That makes me think about this study I read on child pornography. In the study, people were tested for sexual responsiveness. They have this machine they hook-up to the penis that detects movement, growth, fluctuations, etc. Yes, this is real. I'm not bullshitting you. Now here's the thing. They showed everyone, both 'normal' folks and known child molesters / sex offenders videos of child pornography. EVERYONE was aroused by it. Then they showed everyone 'regular' pornography. The DIFFERENCE was, the child molesters / sex offenders were NOT aroused by 'regular' pornography.

We know there's often a sexual abuse story behind why some people are child sex offenders. So it makes me pose the question: Are there people that only get aroused by looking at animated sexual content? And how does that happen? Did mommy and daddy let you watch too many cartoons as a kid? Or did they have sex in front of the tv as cartoons were playing and you walked in on them or something?

Lick

2007-05-29T22:36:00.000-04:00

Today I woke up craving her, wanting to consume her entirely. I had plans for it. I knew she'd be arriving soon and I laid out a towel next to the couch. I turned down the sheets of the bed too, as I knew we'd end up there eventually.

Eventually.

Eventually - because I planned on spending a lot of time eating her delectable little peach of a pussy. I love the taste of her. I love the fact that I can eat her and still taste her on my whiskers afterwards. I like being clean-shaven too, but I made a conscious decision to grow a short, trimmed beard, just long enough to be soft,... just for her,... today.

Just planning around the house, just thinking about her arrival was turning me on. I kept imagining her kisses over and over in my mind. She is the most amazing kisser. By the time she pulled into the driveway I was more than halfway to hard and by the time her lips met mine inside the front door, she could tell by the bulge in my pants I wanted her badly.

Kissing led to the couch and she quickly made attempts to undress but I slowed her down by kissing and embracing her. I made her go a bit more slowly. I laid the towel on the edge of the couch, unfastened her bra, unbuckled my belt, all the while kissing her deeply, passionately, showing her how much I care for her and desire her. She started to work her hands into my pants but I wouldn't let her have it yet. I pushed her back onto the couch, lying her down, me on top of her, so I could kiss her, and by now my pants were off, but I made sure I laid at an angle so my warm growing cock would press into her leg but not her hot little pussy.

I knelt on the floor between her legs. I gave her clit a little lick and smiled as she quickly inhaled a sharp breath. I ran little circles around her folds and kissed her all over, teasing her before plunging my tongue between her lips and going the distance from bottom to top and back again. I circled her clit one way then switched directions. I drove down my mouth on her, taking her into me. I sucked on her little swelling clit and flicked it with the rigidity of my tongue. I used my teeth a little bit so as to push her to the envelope's edge of pleasure and pain then went back to being gentle and caring and attentitve to her movements.

Before long she was convulsing and bucking wildly, screaming my name, as I wrapped my strong arms around her legs from udnerneath and held her pelvis somewhat still as I filled my mouth with her hot soaking wet little pussy. She was cumming and I loved it. I'd give her pink little clit a flick to make her jump as she yelled how intense it was.

Of course, all this was just turning me on even more. I was harder than carbonite steel. By now she was begging for my dick inside her. I stood up and leaned over, lifting her legs up and driving my cock down,... down into that sopping, dripping, wet little hole. I pounded her mercilessly, so hard I was hitting bottom and she was screaming even louder. I hammered that tight little pussy until she squirted her juices on me. I love that sensation.

That session turned into a longer session of her riding me until she gushed, and then to some bottom-hitting doggy style until her juices were running down her own legs so much she noticed it, then to some reverse-cowgirl until she came again, twice, and couldn't take it any more. Then after a bit of hard thrusting me doing push-ups missionary, I pounded her now red little cunt some more from behind, her bent over while standing up. I knew I was getting close so I turned her over yet again to missionary and bent her legs and pushed down on the back of her legs as I raised myself up above her and slammed down into her with such force I could see the bed moving with each powerful stroke. She came so hard as I was pounding her, her juices were flying everywhere. I didn't stop. I was hitting bottom and as I saw her eyes roll back into her head, as she was shouting my name and trying to speak but only forming gibberish, I exploded inside her harder than I'd ever cum before.

That,...... was just "Round One." [evil grin]

Later today I discovered she'd written me an e-mail about the day's events. I think she had a good time. I'm certainly glad, because I know I sure as hell did. I can't wait for a day like that again! Below is an excerpt from that e-mail so you can see her thoughts in her own words:

He devoured me. He pushed me back on the soft cushions of the couch, spread my legs and ate my pussy as if it were the first meal he'd had in days and the last meal he'd have for weeks. It was beyond description, beyond any pleasure I'd ever experienced, beyond words. There were soft, gently touches from his talented tongue mixed with hard sucks from his beautiful lips. I can't tell you which I loved more.

While some women may not appreciate a scruffy face, the feel of those whiskers only added to my pleasure. I couldn't speak, couldn't think, and couldn't have felt any better. It was pure satisfaction. I moaned and jerked and screamed his name as my body quivered from orgasm on top of orgasm. And yet as good as his actions made me feel, the eagerness he had in his task was even more intoxicating. It was as if there was no where else on earth he'd rather be than right there, between my trembling legs, feasting on my pussy.

I've never felt so comfortable. I've never felt so perfectly at ease. I've never been so completely satisfied. And I've never been so in love.

The Wanton Sun Goddess

2007-05-10T09:59:00.000-04:00

You are the sunrise, brightening my day,... sometimes I have to wear shades but mostly i want to play... in your warmth.

You awaken me. You bring me warmth of the heart, the soul, you awaken my body and heat up my desire. You compell me to look forward to the bright new day with hope.

To gaze upon you is dangerous, for it beckons me to touch you. To touch that which is not mine, yet is. I want to posess you in a way. I want to please you. I want to burn my fingertips by embracing your skin.

Your heat, your searing radiance, fire my lust, put warmth into my soul. Let me touch you, oh forbidden sun. Let me singe myself on you. Let me scorch my mind into lackidasical bliss as I burn myself in your flesh.

My lust and my love only fuel the unquenchable fire that rages within me. You are my light. Without you I am in darkness. Burn me.

Feeling Frisky

2007-04-23T08:16:00.000-04:00

This weekend a special lady friend kept messaging me telling me she was feeling frisky. I played along although I have to admit, I wasn't my normal frisky self. But today I'm feeling rather frisky as well. I've noticed over the course of my life that friskiness rubs off on me, and very often I rub it back in long deep strokes. ;)

So it got me to thinking about how much of our lives is lived because of our environmental / situational influences. Now, you have to understand first of all, that I think I'm a bit more active than the average man my age. But it still is apparent that I respond to my surroundings in more ways than just sexually. Sadness, happiness, friskiness; it seems like every emotion or attitude I encounter I somewhat reflect. Also, I've noticed that I tend to slightly imitate speech patterns I encounter, and I do it without thought. I know some people do this but certainly not everyone does this. Many people stick with their original accents when they move from someplace else. Many people stride right along uninfluenced by their surroundings.

So what makes me do these things? What makes me different? It has to be at the core of my soul, and representative of my astrological sign - Gemini - master of adaptation & change. But is this a good thing or a bad thing? Hmm,... well if it means I'm going to adapt and change accordingly, and be willing to experiment in bed, then its a good thing. Now I just need a willing participant for this experiment. Any volunteers? I'm feeling frisky! ;)

Waiting at night

2007-04-02T01:45:00.000-04:00

I can hardly wait to see you.
Tomorrow seems so far away,
and here it is almost 2 am,
and I'm up,....
......... thinking of you.
Waiting.

Sometimes I can barely stand it.
I hate not being able to hold you at night,
tight in my arms.
You are amazing.
You are my light.
You are the woman I want to be with always.

Sometimes, more often when we're apart and I'm alone thinking about you and contemplating life, I wonder how things progressed to this point. Othertimes, I look at you and I know immediately how it happened. By the way, that instant validation that tells me life is grand because you're in it comes just as easily when I close my eyes and see you as it does when they're open and you're with me.

I want you,
in so many ways.
Be with me in
all those ways.
I will wait.

I know we both have responsibilities. I know you've said love and I know I've said love. And I know when we both weep those tears of love, they're out of happiness sometimes that we're together, in each other's lives. And yet I know that sometimes those tears are out of sadness that we must be apart for a while longer. I just want you to know,..... as if you don't already....

You have me.
You have my mind.
You have my attention.
You have my cock.
You have my love.
You have,..... me.

A New Year

2007-01-25T13:27:00.000-05:00

January is almost over and I sit here wondering how this year will be different, what experiences it will bring, and where I'll be at the end of this new year.

As you can likely tell I've not been posting a lot lately. I'm still posting but not with the frequency with which I started. There isn't a real reason for that. I guess a million things have added up causing the less frequent posting. Busy work schedule, tons of activities I'm involved in, and of course, some incredible sex! hehe :)

In a few months it will be the year's mark of when I started looking outside the norm of my relationship status for satisfaction. That's caused me to reflect some on my life and my ways. Want to know the end result? I'm damn glad I did. I'm happy with it. I don't regret it in any way. Of course it makes me a bit sad my needs couldn't be fulfilled in the normal way, but then again, what the hell is "normal" anyway?!? I'm not sure I WANT to be normal. Normal sounds so boring.

Christmas Fantasy

2006-12-19T16:12:00.000-05:00

What do I want for Christmas?
Oh damn, what a question.
What about you, all tied up in a bow?

Will you wear some seasonal lingerie? Can I wrap your wrists with silk ribbon? Can I pretend like I'm peeking at my presents under the tree but instead, run my finger along the inside of your waistband as I pull you closer and plant a soft lingering kiss on your rosy red lips?

I don't need a new power tool. I don't need new underwear. I don't need an automotive accessory. All I need is you. Can I have you for Christmas? Will you be my Mrs. Clause? Can I ride you in the sleigh?

All I need; all I want for Christmas,... is you.

Blissful Torture

2006-12-10T12:25:00.000-05:00

Wear heels. Wear red panties. Wear a red bra.
Wear black pants. Wear a red blouse. Come see me. Let me squeeze you and pinch you. Do this and I will kiss you all over and slowly undress you.

Kiss me and let me bite your lower lip.
Carress me and let me hold your cheek in my hand. Slowly undress me as I taste your neck.
Do this and I will spank you, mercilessly.

Let me run my tongue all over your body.
Let me suck on your nipples and finger you until you soak my hand.
Kneel down in front of me and suck my cock as I stand in front of you.
Do this and I will lie you on your back and fuck you until your eyes roll back into your skull.

Hold your legs for me so I can drive you hard and deep.
Ride me until you are too weak and your legs are shaking uncontrollably.
Bend over and let me slam you so my balls slap against your clit.
Do this and I will explode inside you, right when you cum for the fourth time.

What we do

2006-12-04T00:30:00.000-05:00

She rides.
We melt.
We combine.
We mix.
We blend, into one, completely; mind, body, and soul.

She pours.
She soaks.
She softens.
She is puffy.
I bite, hard, until she begs for me to stop.

I drive.
I slam.
I punish.
I fill.
She moans such guttural moans as those which delight man.

I want her.
I need her.
I desire her.
I want to be with her - spend an eternity in her embrace.

Please don't ever stop fucking me.
Fuck me hard.
Fuck me slow.
Fuck me soft.
Fuck me fast.
Grind on me, baby.
Grind on my swelling hot cock.
Ride me until you cum out your eyes,
and your brain melts with pleasure.

Fuck me.

A Blur

2006-11-20T08:14:00.000-05:00

Oh my,...
That weekend was so freakin' incredible.

We arrived at almost the same time (around 12:30 in the afternoon). You were especially beautiful that day. You checked us in and we went up to the room. It was a very nice room. I couldn't believe you picked such a nice hotel but I'm not complaining as it was very comforting to be in that luxurious surrounding. And wow, what nice sheets and bedding. Of course, the bed didn't stay made for long.

We lied down beside one another and caressed each other's body. We looked into each other's eyes and sighed a deep sigh of contentment and happiness. Comfort. Soon our lips met and we let our passion spill out like water from a broken dam. Our lovemaking was strong and heated. When we stopped, we began again. We repeated this with variations of styles, some slow and soft, some hard and rough, until around 6 o'clock.

We went out to grab some food and came back and after supper I held you in my arms. You nestled your head on my shoulder and chest. Peaceful. Until your hand wandered and made me stiff.... hehe ;) Then we were back at it for hours. I don't even remembering stopping to sleep but I know we slept, some. Who woke whom? I don't honestly know. Me pressing into you, your hand tightening around my cock,... I think at one point we were both asleep and woke each other up... and we made love perhaps 4 times in the night? I remember once being half in that state of sleep where it feels like its still a dream. I've got news for you. Every time with you is a dream come true.

The weekend overall was fantastic. We had sex, fucked, screwed, and made love so many times I can't even count them. Holding you in my arms and kissing those silky lips, kissing your back, nibbling on your neck, wrapping my arm around the back of your neck as I lie atop of you to pull you down as I force myself into you, you straddling me and riding me hard, grinding me, me driving you so hard from behind you shudder, convulse, and cry from the good feeling,... and the look in your eyes when I kiss you gently yet fiercely with the passion that you stir in me, are all, oddly enough, an unforgettable blur in one amazing weekend. Thank you.

Waiting

2006-11-08T22:46:00.000-05:00

I look forward to our meeting. I'm driving to your city and meeting you in a hotel. I'm so excited. I long for your touch. I long for your kiss, for your embrace, for your smell, for your taste, for your tenderness, for you.

What will you be wearing? Anything? Nothing? Something special? What will I wear? Does it matter? What will you bring? What should I bring? What will happen and in what order? *evil grin* Will we leave the room at all? Shall we order in? Will we sleep? I so want to be in your arms. Not having you right now is antagonizing. Having to wait, having the anticipation build, is practically unbearable. But I will bear it, to be with you soon.

I want you and I'm willing to wait,.... but not too long. ;)

Bright Days

2006-11-07T08:47:00.000-05:00

Fiery passion,
steamy at night? Ha!
Seems like my daytime's
the time that is right.

Hot as the sun,
you light up my day.
Heat & humidity
are ours when we play.

Kissing and holding,
and sparing the rod,
press up against me,
that hot curvy bod.

Turn on my passion,
and show me the light.
We're only human,
and this is our fight.

We war against boredom,
renounce being unsatisfied.
We find other meaning
in the phrase, "fit to be tied."

You're a part of me now,
I awaken at your sight.
You light up my days,
and I dream of you at night.

Thoughts of You

2006-11-05T09:37:00.000-05:00

I miss you too. The weekends are tough when I can't see you. I think about you often. I know our lives have to be the way they are for several reasons. Sometimes I think about what it'd be like if things were different. Sometimes that thought makes me laugh to myself when I realize how tough I am to get along with normally. I don't think you'd like the way I live at home. I don't think you'd like to do some of the things I do and I bet you'd be mad at me for not going out to restaurants as often as you'd like.

On the other hand I also think of what a joy it'd be to live with someone that enjoys sex. Lots of it. Slow sex, fast sex, rough sex, hard sex, gentle sex, loving sex, wild jungle fucking sex, kissy sex, laughy sex, hot sex, steamy sex, morning sex, afternoon sex, night sex, sex on the floor, sex on a chair,... well,... you get the idea. I've never had a woman that fits just the way you do. I've never had a woman so consistently wet as you. Everytime we are together you orgasm. I doubt you fake it unless you've found a way to get all juicy in an instant. *boggle* I can't imagine... but you have no idea what a turn-on that is to know that I make you cum, a lot.

I think of you often and I imagine what things would be like if one day we eloped. I know that isn't a reality. But it is a nice dream. Any thought of you is a nice dream. I think I'll go back to sleep and kiss you some more, hold you in my arms, and whisper in your ear how special you are to me. I'm thinking of you.

You

2006-10-16T16:53:00.000-04:00

You turn me on ... completely.
You make me hot.... so hot.
You fire me up - my brain, my loins.
I grow for you.
I want for you.
I touch for you.
I feel for you.
I breathe for you.
I need you.
I desire you.
I entwine with you.
I mix the silken dreams of my slumber
in with the heated passions we share.
I awake,
longing for you.
You are my slutty goddess.
You are the golden heiress of my desires.
You are magnificent.
You are awesome.
You are my drive.
You are so much to me.
You are the flame of the sun,
captured yet wild.

Working HARD

2006-10-03T16:52:00.000-04:00

There were a few times when we met recently that really sent me over the edge. Yes, I've been busy, but I haven't been too busy for you. You're hot. You're amazing, and I mean that in every way.

You walked into my office like you owned it, like you owned me. Yet you told me I owned you. How funny, I thought. You told me to come over to the couch and sit down. I was working. I stopped. I obeyed. You sat down beside me and kissed me deeply and passionately. Our tongues swirled and I felt my brain soften in cottony blissful threads of transparency. At the same time I felt your hands all over my body. Your hands made their way up my shirt, grasping at my chest. They made their way down to throttle my hardening swell through my jeans.

I know my hands were exploring underneath your clothes. And although I don't remember exactly where they'd been or for how long, by the time you moved down to the floor in front of me and sat between my legs I noticed my fingers were sopping wet with your juices. I slowly tasted you on my fingers as I watched you unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants. Your lips explored in my striped boxers, but it didn't take long to find your treasure because it wouldn't stay hidden. Instead it came up to meet you, forcing its way through the opening of my shorts, happy and eager to see you.

You glared at me hungrily as you licked my head then you turned your attention downward, focusing on the job at hand - a job you take much pride in. Not many women are able to please me orally, yet you do an amazing job. And although I never cum via oral stimulation, you drive me completely mad with erotic pleasure from it. You worked my manhood to a steeled frenzy and I could tell you couldn't take it anymore. You looked up at me again with hungry eyes and growled that you needed to be fucked hard. I complied.

Down go the pants, off go the shirts, up you come to your knees on top of me, hanging on to the back of the couch as you rock back and forth and bounce up and down, screaming wildly as my iron rod impales your womanhood. I wrapped one arm around the small of your back, pulling you closer as you continued to bounce up and down. I did this so I could kiss the underside of your tits and circle your nipples with my tongue, driving you wild until I consumed each with a giant gulping suck,.. flicking your nipples inside with my tongue while I'd sucked them into my hot mouth.

After what seemed to be hours to both of us, but in reality was only 25 minutes, you came with such force and explosion that your juices soaked me, running down my rod, dripping down my balls, and running down the inside of my legs. You collapsed on top of me, a satisfied woman; I, a happy man. Yet now it was my turn. I commanded you to lie down on your back on my desk. You complied.

Lifting your legs in the air, I drove in deep and hard, pounding your darkness. Your eyes rolled back in your head. I slowed down a bit, taking long, deep strokes as I watched your excitement mount again and build into yet another orgasm. Waves inside gripped my cock. Convulsions and juices were flowing as you closed your legs in on me as if you were trying to force me out due to the intensity. I wouldn't give in. I wouldn't allow you to expel me.

I grabbed your legs and pulled them wide, forcing myself in deeper, not allowing your reflexes to deprive me of this pleasureful pain you were experiencing. I drove harder. I hammered your tight little cunt. The waves kept coming. Half words and indecipherable utterances escaped your mouth. All I could discern were the words "multiple" and "intense." I smiled as I pounded away with those long deep drives and I could feel your tightness around my swollen cock head from entrance to depths and back again, time after time. I love the way that feels - how my head parts you all the way in and how your hot little pussy sucks my cock on its way out.

After some time you seemed exhausted as if you couldn't take any more. You laid there with a dazed look on your face. I decided it was time for a change. I told you to turn over and stand, leaning over my desk. I know how deep I ram you when we're doggy-style and I know you love it. You willingly turn over although you do seem a bit tired and your legs are somewhat wobbly. I drive you from behind and due to the angle and pressure mounting, I begin to swell even more. I'm so hard I could drive nails into concrete with my cock. You moan loudly and start arching your back first downward then upward. You arch your back down and push back against me as I swell to the maximum inside you.

I tell you I am close and I ask you where you want it. You tell me you want to taste me for the first time. A few minutes later I tell you I'm ready and as I pull out you turn around and sink to your knees, taking me into your mouth as much as you can, as I explode inside you. You swallow every bit and clean me up with your tongue and lips. It is an incredible sensation, albeit slightly unusual for me since I never cum due to oral stimulation. I am weak now as well and I collapse back in my chair. You drape an arm over my leg and nestle yourself next to my now softening cock, as if to thank it and cuddle with it. We both agree it was an incredible session and we can't believe we'd been at it for almost two hours.

It gives new meanings to the phrases, "having fun at work" and "working hard."

So,....

2006-09-26T00:31:00.000-04:00

So fuckin busy I can't think
So much work
it makes my feet stink

So many people
to keep track of
so much time yet
no time for love

So fuckin busy I can't relax
So much work
and tons of tax

So many notes
with little bits
so much info and
no time for tits

I want to play
I want to fuck
I want to have my cake
I want a suck

So much work and
so little time
so much stress but
I'll be fine

You'll see,
one day soon

Thanks

2006-09-18T11:50:00.000-04:00

So blue
I dig you

Why do I see what isn't there?
Why must I always stare
At the other side?

Is the grass always greener,
Or do I have a colored perception?

Only that which resides in
the soft mellow note of a blues song
sometimes penetrates my soul.

On a hip swing I ride it,
Giving my desk a rap with
My nimble digits.

Is it the music that drives me or is it
Something within me
That says I should partake?

I am one with the harmonizing tone
Only a melody can break me of this funk.

What notes you play on my heart
Shape me at the core.
But I definitely march to the
Beat of my own... trumpet.

You moving tune,
You rapturous beauty,
You shine and you make me smile.
You are my funny valentine.

Thanks, Miles.
You create...
within me.

I'm still around

2006-09-08T00:26:00.000-04:00

I haven't disappeared off the face of the planet... not yet although I'm in negotiations with the aliens and am bargaining for a nice benefits package.

No, I'm just really, really busy. I'll be back soon. I promise. :) I have some good stuff to catch you up on! *evil grin*

Thought for Food

2006-08-28T20:24:00.000-04:00

Enter,
Exit,
Come,
Go,...
Feel my pulsating brain.

Thoughts implode
Fires ignite
feel my consciousness
only tonight

Do I have a conscience?
Who is this devil inside?
Did INXS have it right?
Will the angel REALLY
die tonight?

I know they plot in the day
and fight in my sleep.
Sometimes they make me grimace
and sometimes I weep.

Tossing ideas
around in my head,
they make me invite
strange women to bed.

Fuck them and
lick them and
play with their brains.
Cum in the sun
and also the rain.

Back and forth
they wager and bait
my thoughts and my words
so lust can only sate.

Why do they do this
to little ole me?
This demon and angel
of democracy?

Why democratic?
Do they consult?
Or am I a third party
in the occult?

Only they must know
for I certainly, do not.
All I know is,
my brain is a pot.

They cook up their recipes
of passion and love,
of lust and of want,
to simmer inside me,
for which to haunt,...
...... my brain,
my actions,
my words,
my deeds,...

They enter and exit.
They come and go.
Feel my pulsating brain.

They drive me to madness,
but am I really,...
.................. insane?

Or am I as much of them
as they are of me?

Does it matter?
and do I care?

Not today....
Today,.... I play.
Come demon,
Come angel,
let's have some fun.

You ARE...

2006-08-24T01:02:00.000-04:00

You ARE my perfect match.
Inside, so warm, so moist...

I heat you up with my friction,
and my love,
my lust,
and my passion.

You ARE my perfect mate,
the perfect mouth,
the perfect pussy,
you ARE my little cunt,
and you know it.
You love it.

You ARE so good to me,
sucking me,
riding me,
begging me to pound you relentlessly,
whenever I like.

I love the way you whimper and cry when I fuck you hard.
I love the way you moan and whine when I fuck you slow.
I love the way you groan and grunt when I suddenly slam into you.
I love the way you shiver uncontrollably when I make you cum.
I love the way you cum in gushes of juices when you climax with me.
You ARE my sex toy.
And I am yours.

Hot and Cold

2006-08-18T17:09:00.000-04:00

A passionate tryst
A sweet embrace
A stolen meeting
A moment together
beautiful,
...... not wasted.

Sometimes our meetings are like this. Elegant, needed, comforting.

Other times,.. however,... our meetings are hot. Smoldering.
Filled with heated desires and lascivious acts.
We set each other aflame.
We burn ourselves with our lust.
And into that light we go,
on fire
yet satisfaction is there,
so we burn,
............................. willingly.

On occasion though, amidst our heated interludes, an emergency arises which causes her to depart. This is not a great thing, nor is it a terrible thing. It just is. It is the nature of a condition to our interactions due to our circumstances.

A few days ago this happened. See the fire above?
We were hot.
We were enthralled in our passion.
We were aflame,...
..................... when the call came.

She had to go. An emergency to attend to.
I was alone.
So cold.
Frosted.
my burning flame,
.................. frozen solid.

I'm glad she returned,........... to finish what we started.

So incredible...

2006-08-15T23:53:00.000-04:00

She is so amazingly hot. Sure, I love the fact she has a brain. Brains turn me on. Sure, I love the fact she has a sense of humor and is a flirt - at least more with me than with other guys I see her around. ;) I know,... she flirts, I flirt. I know she'll flirt with other guys too, but I sense she flirts with me more than the others, and for that I'm thankful. I'm not really the jealous type, although I do have to say I've become somewhat attached and really enjoy her affections toward me.

But what I mean by her being hot today,... has not much to do with her intellect nor her flirtatious attitude. Today it had to do with her smile, her hair, her face, her eyes that light up when she looks at me like I'm crazy, her incredible body, and the way she was dressed. Oh. My. God. The way she was dressed SO turned me on today. She wore an aquablue shirt and black pants. That aquablue shirt somehow made her light up, as if the sun was shining just for her. She's so incredibly attractive. How did I get so lucky that she'd be entertained with me? Hmm... sometimes I wonder. Other times I don't care how, I'm just glad we have what we have.

She teased me today when I told her how incredible she looks. I wanted to see what color bra she had on. Since she matches her underclothes usually to the rest of her outfit I was curious if she actually possessed an aquablue bra. She didn't want to show me. She said it was plain. Of course I begged. She finally gave me a peek. Cream white bra,... against her beautiful skin,... against that amazingly sexy cleavage,.... I almost melted then and there. That cream white bra couldn't have looked any better on any model in the world than it did on her today. She was radiant. She is my sun. She certainly brightened my day.

I hope she comes back tomorrow and casts those warm rays on me again. She shines. She is... the light.