World Peace

“Some men know that a light touch of the tongue, running from a woman’s toes to her ears, lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between, given often enough and sincerely enough, would add immeasurably to world peace.”

—	~Marianne Williamson

Christmas present

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"Oh my lover I think of you daily

and find myself smiling so gaily

wondering what you wear

and how I'd have to stare

at rolling hills and valleys

and fresh buds on ripe fruit trees 

your elegant secrets so deeply hidden

soft fabrics caressing what is forbidden 

Oh how I wish to consume and delight

your precious gifts that set me alight

thus rhythmically my heart beats quicken

ensuing limbs flex, stretch and thicken

with thoughts of treaures to be found

my hands exploring contours that astound

and slowly we share in pleasures so deep

our senses alive from head to feet

we'll roll and sway like waves on the shore

and appreciate what's shared forevermore"

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Thank you for this lovely Christmas present!

Ghost Lovers

You picked me up from the airport and we decided to go have lunch in that lovely city we both love.  It took us a while to drive there, but we made it just along the street leading to the Crescent.  What a view! Old memories coming back.  We had a late lunch in a small café and reacquainted with one another.  We ordered the same food, we seem to have the same tastes.  I had a delicious glass of red wine tasting of redcurrant.  


When we left the café, you took my hand and told me I was just the right size to hold your hand comfortably.  Our fingers entwined and my heart was racing.  I could not believe I was here with you after such a long wait.  We walked to the Crescent.  There was this seagull that was scratching the lawn in the park looking for worms we supposed, we stared at it for a while and laughed.  You then took me by the waist and kissed me there.  What a delicious, breathtaking kiss this was.  My hands in your back were grabbing your jacket.  I could not have enough of you.  A kiss on the Royal Crescent was more than I would have expected.  We then continued our stroll around the block and down the side to the park.  I told you of my belief in spirits and about the ghost walk I took in my young days when they would take you around on a dark foggy night to all the haunted places and tell you about the ghost lady clad in an 18^th century dress, who appears now and then on certain nights near the Pump Room.  

Will you be able to see the ghosts of the two happy lovers kissing and walking down that Crescent next time you return there, I wonder?

Mine

Filthy Gorgeous Things - Larry Clark

Jazz was softly playing from the device you had placed next to us. We were relaxing in a warm bubble bath, the light from scented candles surrounding us in a light glow.  We had scrubbed and soft-soaped each other.  I think it was raining outside, and we were just lying there,  in the soothing bath. Quietly. Your head resting on my right shoulder, while I was languidly running my hand across your torso, on your nipples and your stomach, stroking your hard oozing cock as you softly sighed.  You were completely abandoned; eyes closed, in my arms, my lover to be, in this moment suspended in time, in the glow of the candlelight,  you were mine, entirely mine.

Our First Meeting

I saw him coming towards me while I was searching my bag for my cell phone.  He looked young and slender and very charming in his dark blue suit.  I asked “B., is it you?”  “Yes”, he smiled, his voice was different from the “cam voice”, and a lot sexier.  I was smiling nervously and felt very happy.  We hugged quite formally; the surroundings did not allow for a proper hug, he then led me to his car.

He showed me on a road map where we would go for our picnic, and enjoy the countryside.  There were several options, but I let him choose the one he preferred. The mere idea of looking at a map made me feel all mellow because maps always make the traveller and adventurer in me dream.  His gentle presence made me feel incredibly good.

I was thrilled to secretly be in a foreign country just for a few hours, it was so exciting. 

The conversation was easy while we walked the path to the top of the hill overlooking meadows and old houses; the site was just beautiful and perfect!  He asked for the very much needed hug.  I was shaking, flooded by emotions, being able to touch him for real after long weeks of emailing and camming was powerful.  Our hearts were pounding, oh God! Our lips met.  While our first kisses were hesitant, they became more ardent. His hands exploring and touching the back of my neck sent shivers along my spine, My nose nestling in his neck, on his shoulder against his warm skin, I inhaled his scent and after-shave,  woody green and nice. My hands had slipped under his shirt and I could not have enough of him, they were exploring him while we kissed. The ice was broken now at last.

We sat on a cover away from the path, overlooking the scenery of the valley below and enjoyed some French baguette with goat cheese, sliced ham, Greek olives, mushrooms, and grapes accompanied by a good French Burgundy. Dessert consisted of strawberries dipped in Bailey's Irish cream liqueur, a novelty to me, I had to apologise for gulping them down so fast. He could not have chosen better.  I was baffled.  The conversation flowed easily; we touched and laid on the cover, smiled and kissed, my hands under his shirt on his smooth skin.  I could not remember the last time I felt so wonderfully cared for in somebody’s arms.  I was so greedy for his touch and kisses.  My hands explored further down his now bulging pants and my fingertips played with his hardness.  At one point, noticing we were alone, I gently undid his belt and kissed and licked the tip of his cock that was peaking out of his pants.  His moans made me smile and very soon after, I had my reward.  I deeply kissed him to share his sweet taste with him.  He was surprised by my cheekiness.  He was so scared anyone could have seen us.  I told him with a grin he had no idea what I was capable of.  Alas, it had suddenly become chilly and we soon had to leave.

We made it to the airport, but stayed a while in the back of his car for some more passionate and wet kisses and his hands exploring my breast and nipples.  At one point, I just wanted to feel my skin against his therefore lifted my sweater and unbuttoned his shirt to feel him closely. Soon after, we had to rearrange ourselves and I was on my way to the plane.  Sigh!  I had to pinch myself to realise all this had really happened.  I was on cloud nine!  What a wonderful day! What wonderful feelings.  I am so looking forward to our reunion in just a few days.  We have shared so much more in the meantime, and we are so longing for each other’s company.  It is crazy!  It is going to be a feast of the senses.  I cannot wait!


What a day!



Life is happening

Kassandra - The Smell of Autumn

The wheel is turning, life is happening. It seems so much has happened lately and is about to happen soon, that.... I'm completely exhausted but getting happier by the day!

First of all, I seem to have new followers. I am surprised that people actually read me LOL! Even if I have not posted anything recently. Welcome to my little world, my new followers. I'm smiling!

Then, my husband is moving out this week-end. We are separated! It is becoming official... What do I feel? Actually, I'm not exhilarated, I'm not sad, I have been waiting for this for such a long time, that I actually don't feel anything. I guess I haven't realized yet, it has to sink in. The backlash is that there is a certain number of issues that need to be discussed with the children as I am the "monster" and I seemingly have to pay for it. We shall see how things work out. It is not going to be easy.

In the meantime, I have not had much rest because of 14 days of on-going work, followed by a week-end spent in Italy with my art class in Milan and Pavia. I need to sleep!

If you read my last post, things have evolved too. I spent a few hours overseas to meet in person someone very special I met online. As I said, it was a very special and intense hug, but things seemed too complicated at first, yet after some in-depth discussion, they should work out very nicely. I don't want to say too much now, but we have plans to meet again. I hope to be able to post about our first few hours together soon. It made me so happy! The distance and our personal circumstances, as I mentioned in my last post, do not make it easy, but we crave each other's company so much that we want to meet again soon! Oh, I'm sooo looking forward to that much needed warm, affectionate, tender hug, my dear! And sharing masses of TLC, I can't wait!

So, life is happening at last, I'm taking one thing at a time and appreciate all the positive vibes that are coming my way, thanks to a few friends I have close by, but also to some lovely people I met online across the world, you know who you are, especially you, my Fairy!

Away for a hug

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I'm away for the day, flying over the sea for a hug.  We shall see what happens...

It was a beautiful hug, an intense hug, but only a hug.  

Life circumstances and the distance made us realise more was impossible.  

We shall remain friends, if that is at all possible.  

You know you are very dear and special to me.

Want

I want to touch you

I want to lick you

I want to know what you taste like

I want to devour you

I want to feel you throb

I want to hear you moan

I want you to talk dirty to me

I want to be your slave

I want to be your little slut

I want to feel your thickness fill me

I want to grab the sheet

I want to be one with you

I want you to completely and totally be mine at this very moment when you cum

I want you to never forget

I want you so much

I want you, please

I want you!

You

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I would like to unbutton your shirt while I kiss you here, here and there.

I would like to surreptitiously slide my hand under it and feel your heart

I would like to curl up against your chest and close my eyes

I would like to run my fingers through your hair and soothe your pain.

I need to touch you, breathe you, feel you

I need to butterfly kiss you, graze you, tempt you

I need to grab you, kiss you, smile at you

I need to hear you moan and rub myself all over you

I need to feel your body squeeze me, pin me

I need you to cover me, every inch of me with every inch of you.

There is beauty in the world

I haven't posted in a while, too busy, very emotional, lacking sleep, but life seems to be smiling at me these days!  I know this is a completely cheezy post, but there are days like this when you feel like under the influence of some illicit drugs or weeds, lol!  So be it!

You start dying

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You start dying slowly
if you do not travel,
if you do not read,
If you do not listen to the sounds of life,
If you do not appreciate yourself.

You start dying slowly
When you kill your self-esteem;
When you do not let others help you.

You start dying slowly
If you become a slave of your habits,
Walking everyday on the same paths...
If you do not change your routine,
If you do not wear different colours
Or you do not speak to those you don't know.

You start dying slowly
If you avoid to feel passion
And their turbulent emotions;
Those which make your eyes glisten
And your heart beat fast.

You start dying slowly
If you do not change your life when you are not satisfied with your job, or with your love,
If you do not risk what is safe for the uncertain,
If you do not go after a dream,
If you do not allow yourself,
At least once in your lifetime,
To run away from sensible advice..."

Pablo Neruda

A Summer afternoon...

Don't you just love a summery Sunday afternoon?  This one has been by far the most perfect one in a while - lying in a hammock, with an easy read about vampires, sex and suspense, True Blood, basking in the sun, gazing at the fluffy white clouds slowly passing by in the sky, while birds endlessly sing in the bush, bees hum in the roses and dahlias and colorful butterflies flutter by.  Wearing a bikini, feeling slightly aroused... hhhmmmm sex is the only missing thing.  Answering a couple of intriguing mails.  Smiling. Feeling more aroused.... The hammock is gently swinging in the breeze...  Feeling like needing some exploration down there...., but the children are not far.... Hubby tells you he is going to get you a dark veil because the view of you in a bikini is too much for him to bear.... Oh enacting an Isadora Duncan veil dance, quite tempting, doing some oriental danse in the garden, but that would be cruel, wouldn't it?

Satoshi Saikusa

It's an almost perfect afternoon....!

Fly Me To The Moon

Hello Darling,


How was your week-end in your faraway country?  On Saturday, we had great weather. No pressure, prepared a cake listening to music, belly danced when my son told me "mum, you look perfectly ridiculous, are you having a mid-life criris or what?" "No, darling, I'm just happy and don't give a damn about what you are thinking!" Poor thing, he just doesn't remember me in my happy days, the real me, a very long time ago!


Today again, a perfect day and woke up with this old Frank Sinatra song in my head, don't know where it came from.


Fly me to the moon
Let me sing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On jupiter and mars


In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me


Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore


In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you


What would they say if I took some belly dance, or lap dance, or even pole dance lessons? I would just love to see their faces! Ha ! they would think I've gone crazy!


And then I think of us, of a perfect day together, next to the ocean, in a Zanzibar-style thatched-roof house, in a huge bed with a mosquito net around it. The breeze flies in through the terrace window. Some nice music playing, not too loud, and we lie on the bed. I massage you with some exotic scented oil, first your legs, your feet and your calfs, then your chunky black buttocks and your back, all along your spine and your shoulders, your neck, your arms. Doesn't that feel wonderful? Then you turn around and I splash some oil on my breasts and my stomach, and gently rub your magnificent dark skin with my body, MMMMMhhhhhhh! Nice, can you feel it?


You moan and kiss me with you gentle lips and caress my breasts, sweet tender kiss, becoming more and more passionate, I feel you becoming hard. I gently put my lips around the tip of you dick and lick it around and around, then go down along the shaft and take it all in my mouth, deepthroating you until you moan. How does it feel? I come back to your lips and suck your tongue, I inhale your breath and lock my eyes into yours. You caress my thighs and insert your fingers inside me, I am so tight, yet so wet and I cannot resist moving my hips up and down becoming completely breathless. I want to lick you all over, this is so good, I come down on you, slowly insert the tip of your cock inside me, and move my hips like a belly dancer, round and round, just a few inches, almost out again, and slowly inside again, start to moan very loudly and suddenly take you all inside of me. You whisper how good it feels, and I start again. I move up an down, our hands entangled, lick your neck, your ear, can feel goose bumps, your chest, suck your breasts, your lips, My lips feel all swollen, electrified. You roll me over, spread my legs apart and lick me, I lean towards you and take your cock into my mouth while caressing your balls. You then take me side-wise, my thigh on your hip, insert your rock hard dick into my slippery slit and caress my breasts as I pinch your nipples, moving my hips so that you feel my inside at different angles and every inch of it, I squeeze you more with each thrust, it drives you wild, I start to cry and pant. This makes you groan and grind even harder! We cum together, can you feel my inside pulsating? Can you be as loud as me? I look at you all the time because this is bliss. And then you take me in your arms, kiss my neck and we slip into unconsciousness, our bodies entangled, feeling so relaxed and good together. Oh this is so wonderful. I wish this could be true, HHHHMMMMM!!!!! What does it do to you?
And now fly me to the moon, tatata la la la la la le la la!

I love you beautiful darling! And I don't care if I'm crazy!

Consequences of a Volcanic Eruption

Back in Bangkok, where I’m stuck for I don’t know how long. I cannot complain, the airlines hosted us in a 5* hotel for the night, I’m kind of getting blasé, can you believe it? Apart from not getting used to be “perched” on the 21st floor, overlooking the city and feeling dizzy lol! I am nevertheless anxious to know when we’ll be able to fly as the airline will not pay for an additional day.

Money is getting short, so instead of going for a 5* treat last night, I went to the fish market next door, where a group of Japanese stewardesses were already having dinner. Japanese beauties, very elegant and graceful, and in control. I was the only European. My waitress was a transvestite, also a beauty, very dignified and serene. Funny! I always pictured fishermen and men handling big fish as very masculine, but I had to revise my judgment, there were a bunch of cuties with oxygenated hair - resulting in brownish/yellowish hair - handling these fish with style. This made me realise that there are quite a number of gay people in Thailand, which seems to be a rather liberal country in this regard.

Some of the male cooks/waiters came around to have a look at the Japanese beauties, and were seemingly appreciative. My attention focused on the waitress, she was tall and slender, moved gracefully, her miniskirt revealed very nice legs, she had a lovely enigmatic smile, she seemed happy. I am not sure customers realised who she was. The other waitresses, shorter, plumper, and less elegant shared a joke here and there when bumping into her, even the cooks/waiters took a few minutes to come over and exchange a few words, there seemed to be a lot of friendliness.

When she presented the bill, her voice was unmistakably that of a man, I paid, a huge smile on my face, she graced me with a lot of kindness in her eyes and the smile of the Buddha on her lips. Savatika!