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!

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

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

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….

Anyway- I did a photoshoot for Backstagebetties.com the other day, super fun! we did it at JBTV studios- an amazing beautiful space, filled with kind and generous people. I am super excited about this project, and getting to work with the amazing photographer and bands. Seriously, check out www.getmadbaby.com for band pics, as the backstagebetties is still underway. For me personally, as someone who lives and breathes music, being able to be a pin-up girl for local bands- nothing makes me happier. Well- some things do- but this project makes me super excited! Here is a pic of my sexy ass……

I am posting a few pictures from Dahlia Freyas party almost a month ago now- just because they are too fucking dope not to share.

Remember the big black strap-on that I so enjoyed getting shoved down my throat- well heres some proof loves

three-somes… feminine lips against breasts slightly bigger than my own, soft hands,  new delicacies, romancing undiscovered areas,  hair falling against multiple arms and chests… the beauty of the human form intertwines to create – for just a moment- one being- and its absolutely fucking gorgeous!

Anyway- good fucking times

SO- I’ve always felt like a sexually liberated person-  but recently, I have become so comfortable in my own sexuality, that it makes me realize that I was never as open as I thought. Or not even open, just comfortable. Its only in the last couple months that I have become so ready to just experience everything, and know who I am, and be ok with that. Its a beautiful thing, to have no awkwardness or tension when it comes to sex. Or watching sex. Or listening to other people have sex around you. Or having sex in front of others. I think it took me being a single lady and re-discovering myself, to really experience me being ok with who I am, and not having to worry about how anyone else will perceive that.

Just finished Chuck Palahniuks, Invisible Monsters, loved loved loved this book! I think next to Choke, its my 2nd fave. One of my favorite quotes in it is, page 240:

“Rip yourself open.

Tell me my life story before I die.

Sew yourself shut.”

All of his books are completely bizarre, but I found this one more about self discovery and who we define ourselves are and what we do to make happiness an actual thing and not just something to search for. About finding your fears and terrors and embracing them to become someone who actually feels rather than just floats through life….  I would love to sit down and have a martini with that man. I bet he is a phenomenal conversationalist. And there is nothing I love more than a man who can stimulate me.

So I took some pictures of my cat the other night playing with my ball gag/eye mask— the thing is made of really cheap material, and using it for the first time the other day, realized that I never really want to use it again, so I am happy to give it to my other little pussy…….

The photo shoot the other day with David went super well- everything about it was smooth and yes the sex was fantastic- the pictures aren’t up yet because the photographer and I were supposed to meet up this weekend when he came to the city, but it didn’t happen, so hopefully he mailed them and I can get them in a couple days.

Its been a pretty uneventful weekend:  worked Friday, Saturday went and got margaritas with friends- they really kinda kicked my ass….. last night  I went and played pool with some boys- good times. Spent the afternoon yesterday watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and hiding from the rain. Love that fucking movie. There is a quote in the beginning that’s like , “he who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man” – Dr Johnson                                                                               obviously I feel like it could be turned around for a woman, but I like it immensely.

Anyway, think I am going to put some clothes on and head over to a friends house.

xoxox- Morgana

speaking of spinning rainbows, the gay pride parade was yesterday, which i throughly enjoyed even though the crowd was crazy and more often then not, extremely rude. Michael Jackson won with at least five floats paying homage to the late icon. Lady gaga and fergie/the black eyed peas all came in as the next most popular- obviously you can see what i paid attention too . – the drag queens were gorgeous and the dykes on bikes were super fucking hot, but our favorite float was the giant balloon penis popsicle thing…… rather, someone riding a balloon/penis atop a popsicle truck. super funny! Next year we’re going to get SWOP (sex workers outreach project) a float and walk amongst the glitter and dance music. 

after the parade we went to this party thrown by the most generous man, who was celebrating the pride with some love from his sugar daddy who though out of town, made a spread of veggie dogs, beers and oh so much love.  it was a high energy, sexual day – we had sex three times-   it was just one of those days! where the heat invaded your veins and the only intimate passion could cool you down!                                              twice in the  aforementioned bitchin’ house- where conveniently paper towels had been placed in all the appropriate places and swank music played from a beautiful stereo, just beckoning, encouraging you to come and get it on. we stayed and talked as the sun set, with like minded individuals who continued to amaze us with their all over beauty and kindness. Its so rare to experience that sort of camaraderie with strangers, its an amazing and lovely thing when it happens.

The breeze is blowing through the open windows, sirens scream in the distance, their cries coming inside with the wind. The computer plays some rock and roll as I try and rally to go meet David. 

love and kisses- 

Morgana

So we got back from Florida on monday, and as amazing as our long weekend was, I wish it were still rockin’ on…..

The entire trip was one party, starting at a layover in the Orlando airport where we ( I mean it WAS my birthday!!!) did shots of tequila and drank beer while we waited for the next plane to take us into Miami. The clothing optional, swinging Hotel that we stayed in was nice enough to send someone to pick us up once we arrived in the sexy lush city that is Miami, and he took us to our hotel in Hollywood, the hotel was such a trip (and I mean trip as in crazy time, not a long distance), and was a constant source of amusement and lust for the entire weekend.  We were by far the youngest couple there, but that didn’t stop much flirtation and eager eyes, not to mention a sensual massage from the aforementioned driver who apparently does nothing but live in this wonderland of sex and sunsets. The hotel had a rooftop pool, a sauna,  a sex swing and multiple playrooms that had nonstop porn playing and heart shaped red leather beds, the doors in these rooms I have to say were never allowed to be shut and everyone played either the voyeur or the exhibitionist, and more often than not, both.  Oh and I can’t forget the multiple bars…. Yeah it was pretty much the happiest place on earth.  The nude beach was a quick cab ride away and we laid in the sun for two days straight, leaving only when the rain began to fall and our skin began to blister. Never before have I felt such a connection with the Ocean, making love to her waves, tasting her salt,  being lifted up and offered to the sky.  mmmmmmmm………. amazing. 

On Saturday we went to South Beach, and watched the hip-hop flood the streets; breasts spilling out of tiny brightly colored swimsuits, stilettos and pimped out cars, booty quaking and all the works- and we didn’t even go to any clubs! We did not see David Caruso, or any of the CSI cast, which we were kinda bummed about, and even though we had a few malfunctions ( crazy cabbies, flight delays, a suitcase that was bumped to that following flight home) that trip was fucking perfect. 

Here are some pictures-

enjoy and love

xoxoxo- Morgana