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SMDesires
May happiness come on secret winds and surround you forever in the ways of beauty. These are my desires, a place to be open and create, a temple of magic, of wind and sensual desires. About Me Name: Isis View my complete profile Sex Blog Zilla Sensual Directory Recent Posts followers moving its not always what you think it is not forgotten, just sidetracked He's looking for something else nailing it down I need to feel his ass crazy idea, maybe a few shorts the studio Poetry Drizzle over blue glass Ancient Guardians Soul of a Dreaming Person Stories Teacher-Composer - Part 1 Teacher Composer - Part 2 Teacher - Composer - Final Chapter Lmeister Dream - Part 1 Lmeister Dream - Part 2 Lmeister Dream - Part 3 twisted Archives October 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 April 2004 July 2004 October 2004 November 2004 February 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 October 2005 November 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 March 2006 June 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 January 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 February 2009 May 2009 September 2009 Links Beautifully Chaotic johnnyrotten moonlitnymph Credits Template Design by Shimmering Energy Designs Art by Artman Powered by: Blogger		the studio :::: Wednesday, October 22, 2008 We walk into the studio, I want to show you where the lights will be and where I need the cable attached. "what's the cable for?" "Since this place has so many windows, sometimes, I'm going to want a little privacy when other people are going to be working in the house, so I thought I'd put curtains on a cable to pull close occasionally but let the air in." "Privacy for what?" "Something like this." I turn around and push you against the unfinished wall, push your hands up behind your head and lean against you, "am I invading your space again?" I ask breathlessly, a hint of mischeviousness, kissing you deeply. I can't handle this watching, no touching policy anymore, I want you. I realized I want you, no one else and I don't want to play games anymore. My hands move down your chest, omg, finally touching your chest, your skin. I can feel your hard cock beneath your jeans, I want them off but we're still exposed and as much as I like being on the verge of being caught, I don't want to be caught by my employees, I want you to myself. Its a muddle mess of hands touching each other exploring each other for the first time, touching and kissing each other for the first time, an urgent need to satisfy each other after months and months of frustrating just watching, no touching. You reach under my shirt and squeeze my breasts in your hands..... **side note** author is having a smidgen of writer's block..will continue the story soon Posted by SMD :: 3:45 PM :: 0 desires Post a Desire xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxox   aching for his touch :::: Saturday, October 18, 2008 despite everything that has happened in the last 24 hours, I still want to feel just how far he can slide into me, just thinking about him is making me so wet. Everytime we kiss, I want more. **i need more research on this subject to clearly write about this sensation** Posted by SMD :: 10:06 AM :: 0 desires Post a Desire xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxox   to be explored :::: Tuesday, October 14, 2008 Its been awhile since I've posted here but alot of changes since July, my sexy muse - she quietly escape for a hiatus of sorts but she's back. There is a new enchantment waiting to hatch and yet writing about this new one seems to be providing quite a difficult task, its not that i'm not completely and utterly turned on by him because I am but I think there is quite a bit of exploration to be done before the words can escape my mind, my sexy muse is slowly waking up or maybe she's just waiting for me to move forward to the new layout/location...she waits with bated breath as does my soul. Yearning for more yet waiting patiently in the wings, she sits upon the door of the stars, gathering her dust to spread beneath the wind, the sun and the moon for sleep she will dream of her inspiration, by day and night she will experience her desires, feel his touch. Posted by SMD :: 12:03 AM :: 0 desires Post a Desire xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxoxoxoxoxoxox