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

ménage à trois….

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…….