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a promiscuous panther, dancing through city blocks and bowing down to the full, full moon

Morgana — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 00:03:05 +0000

I’m home. sweating in the midsummer humidity. bathrobe tied around my waist, breasts staring at the computer, wishing someone would come touch them. Unpacked…. unsorted…. unexcited to be back at work…. of course, there is something to be said for my own bed, my own shower, my pussycat, and my own sweet darling little apartment… but its no 30 story balcony overlooking the Hudson river with the east wind twirling my hair as I breathe in the smell of NYC. Which I fucking loved.
Day one, my boy who i was staying with walked with me throughout the west side and through times square and then to central park, which was lovely. and hot. and we took solace in the air conditioned movie theater- where like children, we snuck in and hung out for hours. in fact, i totally took a nap while watching Inception, i’m probably the only person in america who will admit that right now- because i know, “its so hot right now” – but um. yea. whatever. i liked what i saw and will watch it again. i was just tired. and relaxed. and sitting in the dark. and… comfortable. fuck off.
the next couple days I just wandered around Greenwich village, where i fell in love with macdougal street… and cafe wha and groove and the people, and this amazing handmade jewelry shop where i scored some sweet bracelets! dancing with strangers- making new friends- business cards and phone numbers traded like saliva.
my last night in the city- i went for an adventure- and an adventure it was- a make-shift photo shoot, a knife collection, a nut cracker, hats…. subways have never been so fun, rocks have never been so comfortable, i’ve never felt more like a perfect and promiscuous panther, slipping through the city with ease and holding onto the full moon with eager hands- eager loins-

in fact—- i wrote this for the moon- tuesday afternoon sitting on the aforementioned balcony, held up by the city streets, the empire state building to my right, new jersey in front of me, the blue skys blinding, the breeze cooling my overheated mind.
and did i mention the full moon-
whose contents i drank of wholly, open mouthed and ready, i gulped down the evanescence of crazy wonderment and delight. she gives and i receive. like an infant i drink, craving my mothers milk, its heavenly body giving me the omnipresent love and fulfillment, i grasp , i pull, i need to be pushed, shoved, hair pulled, with tenderness and beauty, also eager to be held. give unto me lovely lady as i get on my knees and open myself up.
thank you
madam.

before i bare more of myself then everyone deserves to know-
i retreat.
to bed.

xoxoxo
Morgana

ps- chicago, although i’ve been unfaithful baby, i still love and hold you dearest!

pps-
some pictures- for fun

the chelsea hotel

cafe wha

and the skateboard!

stolen mirror- i find myself looking in-

Morgana — Wed, 21 Jul 2010 02:37:25 +0000

Sunday working the SWOP table at the xxxtacy porn convention was great- met some wonderful people, and truthfully was disappointed by some. But those who made my day beautiful overcame the ones that didn’t. And honestly, when the drinking begins in the morning, by the late afternoon, who the fuck isn’t beautiful? Actually that’s not true at all- but the love flowed- as did the booze- as did the day. I did an interview with David Law for Playboy radio, which was kinda cool, I’m not great with being put on the spot, but where I failed David the attention whore (and i say that with love. and a little distaste) as always, filled in.
Ginger Lynn was in the booth next to ours, and her graciousness and laid back style is a model for all-
I had found a can of soup on the bus (hey, fuck you all- damn right i take the bus, besides its hard to bike in 5 inch heels!!!) on the way to Stephens convention center, and we put it on the table, unfortunately no one bought it- but it made me laugh throughout the day. Eventually I gave it to the tattoo guys, they’d given me a sexy ass shirt- I felt like the trade was fair. !!

Here is another pic of me being dragged around by Alex Zander from MK Magazine, who I adore.

It was a bonding moment for sure

On a more somber tone- I dragged home this mirror the other day- and with all the death and dying that has been showing itself to me in the last couple weeks- I find myself searching- trying to make sense of this … all of it. the nonsense. the chaos. the beauty. the love. the hate. the hot summer sweat. the bugs. the stench. AH!!!!

speaking of bugs and stench, I am going to New York on friday for a mini-vacation- which i need- my darling friend who I will be staying with has turned his apt into a meditation/yoga studio which normally wouldn’t be my thing exactly, but with all the shit that has been flying around my head, it sounds heavenly. To be able to counteract the noise of the city with a little fucking quiet will be fab.

so
on that note
i’m gonna wash up and hit the town on this hot beautiful tuesday night

xoxoxo
Morgana

At least I have La Roux

Morgana — Mon, 14 Jun 2010 15:32:10 +0000

I am sitting here naked, drinking a water melon, apple, and cranberry smoothie, and eating some almonds….
trying to began the morning in a productive way. Freshly showered and trying to soothe my body. Between the added ink I got done last night, and the blisters from the World Naked Bike Ride, my skin is dying to be switched out for one that hasn’t been so readily abused.
The Bike ride was fantastic- I rolled up with the boys just before take-off, meaning we missed the Glitter Guts photobooth and some of the camaraderie of the pre-party, but whatever, I can resist the urge to be a camera whore for a minute and enjoy the close company of some of the sexiest people in this fantastic city of Chicago. One of our riders got hit by a car, and although I don’t know the intimate details- I want to say “fuck you” to the driver and “wake up” to all the other drivers out there. I understand accidents happen, but please, on behalf of all of us who ride our bikes everywhere- watch- look- listen-

speaking of biking, I need to go to skokie today, and would love to bike, but fuck man- I’ve got these nasty chafed sores on my ass- lol- so uncomfortable…. hopefully they’ll heal today and I can sit without pain. Granted the copious amounts of sex I have been happening haven’t helped the healing process… but fuck! At least I have La Roux La Roux , Colourless Color !!!!
Love love love love loving La Roux so much right now!

Going back to sex and bikes, I had the taste of something so sexy Saturday night as hundreds of people were gathered with their bikes, all naked or close to it, one of the guys I was with got on his knees as I leaned against my bike…. his mouth pressed against my sweet pussy. Only for a moment, before it got xxx rated and out of control- te he. But fuck me! What a hot moment- one I want so badly to continue. sigh!

On that note, I’m going to masturbate and focus my attention on progressing in the day.

love love love

xoxox- Morgana

stirrups, bruises, sunshine and above all- sex!

Morgana — Sun, 16 May 2010 22:13:50 +0000

Fuck! there are moments – like today- that i am just astonished by how much i love my life. oh, sure- i bitch, i moan, i hate most people and despise my day job at times- but- when you can just be- and take all the excitement and beauty in- fuck man…. its amazing. Went to a fetish party last night with a man you may recognize from my fabulous content, and…. by not focusing on all of our stupid shit- we could just relax and enjoy each others company- and fuck mind you. fuck fuck fuck away. twice in the evening did i find myself on the medical table- feet in stirrups, pussy wet- my trip to the gyno will never be the same. lol. I have been to some play parties, and granted always had a fabulous time- but last night- damn man…. loved that shit. The bruise on my ass is a subtle reminder of how much i enjoyed myself. And mind you, i get my ass slapped often- never before have i had a bruise. Fucking love it.
This morning- went to brunch- had a much needed meal and a bottle of champagne- after brunch we went to the park, and sat in the sunshine drinking the second bottle of champagne and chatting…. as the sun soaked into my black skirt and warmed my ass in the most delightful way. hot slapped buns baby. all the fucking way.
My birthday is next week- and as the days continue on- i think more and more about my life and choices and age and all that shit. Often i find it just fucking stressful and unrewarding to do so…. and i find when i just “am”, just “be”, just “chill the fuck out” and let what happens happen… that my stress no longer exists. What my monetary gains and status equal right now does not change who i am, or how good of a person i am, or when i will die or who i will fuck or any of that shit…. so… chill girlfriend just chill and just fucking be.
so…
live- love- life-
enjoy the sunshine and be-
and slap my ass for good luck!
xoxoxoxoo – Morgana

Sexy and Wild Flower Child!

Morgana — Sun, 18 Apr 2010 19:03:07 +0000

I got the most amazing tattoo last night. Everything about the experience was what I desire, and I couldn’t be happier. Tim from Nowhere Gallery is exactly what I want in an artist, talented, a little strange, a little perverted, gentle, and above all- he sings while making your flesh a work of art. I’m not going to pretend that by the end of our 4 1/2 hour session that I wasn’t in pain, because certain parts were so fucking raw that I can’t believe I paid him for it. But then I look at the beautiful poppies that now drape down my chest and shoulder and I am in love. I like pain, its true, I like it rough, and I can sit there and let my masochistic side come out, BUT only for so long.
I’ve been in a lot of tattoo shops, and maybe its because I am more comfortable with myself now and know what I want, but I find so many shops cold and hostile, where even the talent is minimal. So to come into a place where the atmosphere is so chill and the attitude is left at the door, where the electric guitar is leaning against the counter and I can bring my bike inside, where some sex-orientated man twice my age can touch my skin with ease and I am completely comfortable is fucking fabulous!
I’m wishing today was a little warmer, as I would love to go lay on the beach or in the park, but after my walk to the store I’m fairly content to sit inside and let the sunshine stream through. Onto the cat sitting in the window, onto the plants that grow larger every day, hitting the crystals that hang and throw rainbows onto my walls. Spring has officially sprung and its so fantastic, every day I am filled with just a bit more energy and eagerness to be outside breathing in the sweet Chicago air (ha). Although I’m being slightly sarcastic about that, I do love the way the city smells, one of my fave things to do is to bike down Clark st and just smell all the different things that expel themselves from the homes, the restaurants; the cheap perfumes, the cigarettes, the scent of soy sauce or fried chicken…. its so fleeting as it passes with the breeze, but also so inviting.
Anyway-
here is a little pic of the new tat, better ones will follow…. in fact the beauty of it is that every picture will now have it.
kisses-
xxx- Morgana

Sex Toy Review! Love Vibes

Morgana — Mon, 05 Apr 2010 19:15:53 +0000

We all know how much I love sex and its toys, and being a single lady these days, the opportunity to masturbate frequents itself often. And so the other day when I received this toy, I was ecstatic, I know I have said this many many times before, but getting sex toys in the mail is seriously fucking awesome! Especially when they are free! I have the adult toy shoppe to thank for that
The Toy that came was The Love Vibe. It has 10 functions, all great, but slightly less powerful then what I normally prefer. Meaning that it takes a bit longer to get off, which isn’t always a bad thing, in fact that can be a very very good thing! note to self: don’t use this when you are in a hurry to get to work, but still need a quick orgasm. Use this toy when you have the time to lay around and play with all the functions and really feel the textures of the shaft.
Yes, the textures of the shaft… If I don’t see them, I love them. But when I look at it, I really don’t want to stick it inside myself. This is why… Its covered in hearts. Upraised red hearts. The red shaft is covered in red hearts with glitter on the inside of it. If Barbie had a vibrator, this would be it… although maybe it would be pink in her case. Regardless, for myself, I’m not a fan of its appearance.
With that said, I LOVE the way that it feels inside, between the many different vibrations and its thick shaft, it fills me up perfectly.
For the mermaid in all of us, its waterproof , which I have yet to try and am always a little hesitant to do, fear of electrocution I guess.
I needed a new vibrator, one that I’m eager to actually put inside of myself, and this has some attributes that I would change, but all in all, its pretty sweet! And I might just be in love with it! To order one go HERE

Love and Orgasmic kisses
Morgana

I wear my imagination around my neck

Morgana — Mon, 22 Feb 2010 23:22:53 +0000

Last night I went and saw ‘The Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus’ and absolutely loved it! Its rare when a movie takes me to a place that is so out of my realm yet brings me to places that I’ve been. I so often live in my imagination and as a child was taught to delve into my psyche and passion and creativity- that it has become such a part of who I am. So to see a movie that brings this all to life in a darkly psychedelic yet beautiful way, not to mention a cast that is stunning- I mean Tom Waits as the devil- chain smoking and making deals with his throaty voice, a voice that husks like the onset of a thunderstorm dark and sensual. I would probably make a deal with him too!
I actually went and saw the movie by myself, which at first wasn’t by choice, but given that I’ve been spending so much time with my friends lately, that it was kind of nice to be on a date with oneself. One of my best friends is leaving for a few months, and as much as I am excited for her to take an adventure I am going to miss her so fucking much- you become so intertwined with the people in your life and then for them to suddenly be gone, its a such a – stop- a “wow- what the fuck do i do now?” But- thats what this beautiful life is- always swirling and changing- like the feathers on the floor, leftover from a crazy party where everyone wore colorful boas.
With love and kisses-
xoxox- Morgana

New Photos Up In The Members Section!!!

Morgana — Mon, 11 Jan 2010 20:18:20 +0000

new photos! new photos! new photos! yay to new content! Watch me masturbate up close and personal as I eye fuck the camera! Here are a couple pics to give you a delicious little taste of what you can see if you become a member!
kisses and kisses and lots of love-
xoxo- Morgana

2010

Morgana — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 00:23:06 +0000

Well Happy Fucking New Year loves!!

I spent New Years at Neo-
it was, all in all- what you would expect from a night of debauchery and excitement. Starting the night off looking pretty with a bottle of Jameson, my peeps and I rallied in our usual fashion. The desperate cold begin to have no effect on my bare legs after the whiskey took its hold, and gathering in the alley with the gorgeous smokers was a delightful part of my evening. The colors of the night are swirled in my memory like a stunning painting- a giddy- sexy- dance filled painting. My boots, the 5 inch black knee high boots had the enjoyment of walking over a adoring man in the dirt stained snow- I Love it when a man begs, but when he begs to have his balls under my boots- well… darlings that’s just fucking perfection!
I feel the rush of this new year enter me like a big dick- and I feel only positivity—–

Since this is my blog, I feel l like I can be pretty damn personal, and so… with that said- I am going to share with you my thoughts on anal sex….
its not something I usually partake in, but Wednesday night I was feeling adventurous- and so let the beautiful dick in my company enter me from behind- and whatever- part of me loved it, part of me hated it- that’s not really the point of my wanting to discuss this. No, what made me feel enticed to even blog about this is that for anyone who gets fucked in the ass- well a certain tenderness ensues, and therefor the next day of shitting becomes (at least for me) a time to sit and think of the person who has been fucking you in the ass. Its a very odd thing- let me just say- to be sitting on the toilet and thinking of the person you’ve been fucking. Its unavoidable. Totally unavoidable. And given that my toilet time is generally my alone time, and I like to keep it that way, this is just another reason for me to avoid anal sex. Or I have to start stretching my asshole… maybe that should be my New Years goal…. its important to have goals…

Anyway-
Went to the Lasalle Power Company last night, saw The Last Vegas- badass- fun- whiskey- rock n roll- all my fave things- topped off with some beautiful company –

So the site is being redesigned a bit- let me know what the thoughts on the changes are- if things seem a little shaky in the next couple days, thats why- I’m excited though!!! Change with the New Year- new starts- beauty reborn!

xoxoxo- Morgana

Also have some new photos that will be up in the next couple days!!

Morgana, the music molester!

Morgana — Mon, 30 Nov 2009 23:48:12 +0000

Last Monday proved to be futile- no shoot- got all dressed up and prettied only to be canceled on half-hour prior to our start time. pretty lame- pretty predictable. one wants to have faith in people… so often disappointed. O well- hard feelings have been dealt with and I’m over it.
Wishing I could figure out how to fix the graphics on the join now page… its like every time I think I know how to fix it, my internet is so fucking slow that just times out… so… soon. Do know that the page still works- and You can in fact, join.
I apologize too for not getting new content up at a faster pace- part of it is, I am more picky about the people I work with and the quality of the content itself. Which when a opportunity like last Monday comes along, and then is canceled, its bogus and frustrating. Regardless, my website has been a source of joy for me lately- and I treasure and cherish it!

Its been a crazy beautiful week…. new faces- new experiences, new ideas…. slept for like 15 hours last night – my body catching up on much needed rest!

Helping out at JBTV on Thursday- super excited! Here are a few pics of me fondling this guitar…. this is why I like hanging out in this studio….