Why do we love vikings?

Well..dayum!

To answer the question..Probably because we imagine that they all look like this! Take off the jeans..please 😉

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Why do we love vikings?

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Bad habit

I don’t smoke, but I suppose that’s the best way to describe this feeling, this undeniable urge I have..Knowing I should keep my hands off something, yet eagerly picking it up again exactly where it was left off. An intense craving to taste a piece of forbidden fruit..always posing so perfectly, and always within arm’s reach whenever the hunger strikes.  I never even realized how much I was attracted to pale skin men until very recently.  Then again, I suppose I always knew; however, for years, I tried my absolute best to ignore my roaming eyes and fluttering heart…despite the plain fact that the objects they seemed most drawn to were silky hair and light eyes..tan skin and slim noses…Never mind the fantasies I imagined involving wandering peach fingers; all I wanted to do was to forget the teasing thoughts ever existed..Oh, how easy it is to become desperate for another taste, then another..followed by ravenous bites into exhausting ecstasy, once that first sensuous kiss is ignited..How disappointing that the fantasies don’t bloom into wonderful ever-after’s similar to the way it is in scripted love stories..Perhaps one day soon I’ll be  free, able to break this bad habit of lusting after someone who doesn’t deserve all the sweet goodies I have to share..Perhaps, but not quite soon enough..4/17/12..iamlenise

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Last night I thought of you..

While my back was pressed into a half-empty bed..surrounded by a dozen half-written love notes..soft and silent pleadings for you to return to me..blistering echoes of you and I together, so very intertwined refused a moment’s peace to a haunted memory..Cherry tongue prying open pouty cranberry-glossed lips..Tips of swollen chocolate kisses suckled to pulsing points..Slick skin sliding beneath probing fingertips..Sweaty muscles of a tense back pushing harder, digging deeper, pumping faster..while spicy cinnamon wrapped tightly round a smoking piston ready to shoot streams of wicked desires into coveted secret places..If I had loved harder, accepted more of your teasing deceit..Would that have convinced you to stay..or was there truly nothing left to say?  A heart this lonely can never be satisfied by a new lover’s taste..Last night I thought of you and licked my lips with desperate hunger..One more night, one more time, fill my mouth with cries of sizzling delight, cover me with shivers of need, drench me with thick splashes of sweet cream…Wash away doubts and make me breathe again, for you only..4/16/12..iamlenise

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with a cherry on top

cool cream

warm breath

hot tongue teasing delicate lollypop-licious folds lubed with milky dew drops

hot cherry

warm lips

cool explosions clenching slick strawberry-flavored walls of a tasty perfect peach

crimson kisses frantically finish the sensual symphony

butterscotch love flows like chocolatey drizzle over boiling eruptions from the tip of a candy-coated cane

4/13/12

iamlenise

 

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love and lust #2

dig your nails into my hot skin, make me hurt for a taste of your sensual touch…embed a need so deep between my shaking thighs that i’ll crave you with every breath i take from this day forth..why would i ever want to leave when every hard thrust pushes me toward orgasmic oblivion..silky pearl drops escape my slippery lips..one more lie, one more time..you say you’ll be back and..like a true fool, i eagerly wait..4/10/12..iamlenise

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love and lust #1

what is it about you that drives me crazy…hot blue eyes or big greedy hands…let me go so that i don’t fall any deeper into your trap…heartbreak and tears are sure to follow…will i plead for more? absolutely…will you bend me over and fill me with dripping desire one last time? absolutely…love you, lust you…can’t figure out the difference anymore..4/10/12..iamlenise

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