[SIZE 3][/SIZE][table][tr][td valign=top bgcolor=black][center] [SIZE 2] [COLOR orangered][B] SOMEWHERE A MAN BURNS FOR A WOMAN [I] ... his furnace ablaze, a fire wavering in the calm light of day, dissipating to embers aglow with promise within your tranquility, never going out entirely, flaring at your need, feeding off your desire, a scintillation in the dark of night, heating your bosom against life's angry chills with a conflagration of the heart ... Somewhere a man burns for a woman.[/i][/B][/COLOR][/SIZE] [/center] [/td] [/tr][/table] ------------------------------------------- [center] [B][SIZE 2]Reading blogs. Looking for my muse ... a woman to inspire the sensual and erotic side of me that you can find in my writings.[/SIZE][/B] [/center] [br] I urge reading a few passages of my blog to learn more of my philosophy toward women in the form of erotic prose.[blog tamethytension] [blockquote]I am missing having a partner ... be it in bed, in life, or merely in crime. I love women. I truly miss burying my face between a women's legs or kissing her neck only to draw my lips down to the small of her back, a light stubble leaving goose bumps ... and an anonymous anticipation of what's next. I would like nothing more than to have a beautiful woman in my naked embrace, backed into my being, my comforting warmth enfolding hers. Together we face the distant rumbled onslaught of timeless fury, in the crisp air her bare breasts rise in anticipation as pungent earthy scents waft by on taciturn breezes. Raindrops splash over us coalescing in rivulets tracing the curves of our now single form. STRENGTHS: An inner peace derived from knowing I can handle myself come what may. [/blockquote]

My Ideal Person Someone open to her sexuality and comfortable with herself. With so much responsible out of the bedroom, I sense your need to abandon all of that once in your bed chamber ... your inner sanctum where you can allow your self to let go, open to every possibility, firmly guided by a teacher, along a path of exploration of sensual and erotic sensations reaching a destination of complete carnal satisfaction of mind and body.

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
We have been making love, again. Stretched out before me
on the bed, I take in the length of your nakedness, beads
of wetness glistening in the sunlight along your back and
down your thigh. Your mound drips more than sweat. Dappled
rays through the curtains bely the angle of the sun, high
in the late morn. Did we really begin with the first light
of dawn? Turning back to your curvaceous form, I gaze down
from the commanding position between your legs from which
I most recently have taken you. A stroke of the back of your
knee rouses you from this relaxed interlude. But my dear,
we are not finished yet. Reaching behind me, I unravel the
loosely bound lengths of delicate scarves tied to the bedposts.
Your outstretched ankles are once again free but I see you
are in no hurry to close off my access to you. However, it
is my turn to submit to you. Taking you by the hand, I lift
you out of repose, leading you across the room into a mirrored
alcove, only to kneel before your potent sex, pendulous
breasts beckoning lips ... <br> <br><br>
PRAYING TO THE GODDESS <br> <br><br>
On my knees, I am naked before you in the mirrored alcove
of your bedchamber. There you approach me, standing with
the temple of your Goddess just short of my lips. I steal
my eyes away from her entrancing folds, gazing upwards
only to drink in the sight of your breasts. Just out of reach,
their teats beckon me. You begin to play with your nipples
as the scent of the Goddess wafts across my face. Breathing
it in, my sexual intoxication amplifies dramatically,
blood rushing from brain to groin, filling my manhood,
and emptying my mind of all but lust for the glistening wetness
before me. This does not go un-noticed by you as you survey
the scene from every angle offered by the mirrored walls.
Pushing me back on haunches, you lift your left leg up to
brace your foot on the shelf. The smooth arch of calf and
thigh tower over me as my arching back produces an erection
piercing the night air. With the permission of your glance,
I reach my lips across the back of your ankle, and lick the
meat of your calf. No longer looking down, you watch the
mirrors as you soon know the light teasing of beard and lips
over the back of your knee. Now salivating in utmost desire,
I run my mouth down the full length of your thigh to your crotch.
You almost buckle with the resulting spasm. While tugging
at your pinch-hardened tits, you lean ever into my kiss
bringing the fleshy gates of your temple to my lips. My tongue
parts the red sea of your love searching for redemption.
And there on the temple mount, the Goddess sits awaiting
this humble petitioner. As I pray to the Goddess, your world
folds pressing you down onto me, my head laying on the altar
of your love where I may appease the Goddess for hours . .
<br><br>
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What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Toys (Vibrators/Dildos/etc.), Rimming, Light Bondage, Candle Wax, Spanking, Threesomes, Slave/Master, Mutual Masturbation, Food Play, Participating in Erotic Photography, Blindfolds, Massage, will discuss several others, sink your teeth in me

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
Physical attraction, Same/similar fetishes, Sexual appetite, Willingness to freely discuss and try anything, Agreeable to a commitment free sexual relationship, Creativity/Kinkiness level

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
no celebrities . . . from the girl next door to the modern
executive woman all have a charm to best any celebrity

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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