ANaturesMuse

11.15.18 To say this was JUST a sensual awakening would be, only partly true. Only through being placed in such unique situations, have I truly been able to open up as a woman. I also would never forget the people, I've met who have shaped me to  being a better version of myself. The biggest difference, you will notice from THEN and NOW, is that I am not afraid of myself anymore. I truly love the person I am now, and the person I keep pushing to be. I'm simply enthusiastic to share with you, my desires! The likes, dislikes, the crazy, and the simple. Summed up you could say it is a bucket list with boundaries. Before you are thinking 'BOUNDARIES I thought you where EXPLORING your sexy self.' I am going to say to you, WAIT, and read a little further. Boundaries are sexy, because trust and honesty are key's to living openly. With those in place it makes learning new things, enjoyable, and you can get the best out of your journey. That's my perspective.   ...

11.25.18 As many stories and journal entries that I have typed, I've never shared what actions lead me to be so sensually expressive. My whole life I've always felt like a held back under dog, who can win anything if I am just given the chance. I've learned to live my life by a set of morals, and with them have experienced a lot, not all shiny funny memories. In fact most of them, are pretty bleak, and only because I have a way with words  can I make my pain sound romantic. Lot more lesson's and consistent changes. This time, I'm going to talk to you on a personal level about my experience with selling my sensual art. Where I am at with all of that. I have gained a few followers and I admire that they care and support me. I guess this is really for them, because I made some changes and then I just kind of, disappeared, from a lot of social media recently. The older I get the more I want to just be around that real, the light that forces you to keep up wi...

11.24.18 I was extremely lucky, you know, to have my first one bought for me. A dildo I mean.They are not always cheap, at least not where I had looked! What lead to receiving one, was the fact that, I was on one of my 'Fuck Penis' rants. I was 23 cruising through life, searching for something more, I wasn't sure what the "more" was until way later. . . different story. Love&Joy Album Anyways the rant consisted of the usual fantasy, all the pleasures of the man, with out the man, or the emotional/moral turmoil that is created with attachment really! I personally believe every woman at some point, in anger, has mentally said " Fuck men, I'll get a dildo. " I'm laughing now at this. Rant's are so much fun to go on, comedic, at times. So one day she (my friend who I shared said rant) show's up at my office. "I got you something!!" Her face was beaming, and I was befuddled. What what she talking about. Her hands re...

What do I like sexually? Honestly I couldn't answer the question. What do I like? What turns me on? I've always just wanted sexual approval, and no one has ever really placed my sexual wants first. I'm sure at some points they could have wanted, but me being the way I am, I reply with "whatever you want." If they enjoy it, that means they enjoy me, and I would be allowed to fully enjoy myself. As of recently I've found I don't really know myself sexually at all. Odd, I know. Since I'm so openly talkative and I write, read, watch it. At a constant observation state, but never actually been in the field of trying. I always have this excuse of "waiting" for the right person I.E. Special person. Someone I can trust, but in this world and culture made up of "almosts" and "no fucks" finding that person is gonna be hard, and harder still with my career path. So I am trying out Radical Self Love, and in this area allowin...

Written 2015 I've never been in to many real relationships, but I've been in a ton of low-key dating, sexual encounters, exclusive fuckies etc... I thought before I get deeper into turning my erotic page, not only in a place to release my ever sexual mind, but also as a journal for me to talk openly and think out loud about my experiences an thoughts. I felt first, I should talk about being naked. I don't just mean taking my clothes and standing before eyes, waiting upon judgement. I mean, naked in the bit that comes with allowing another person to be with you in that manner. I'm a firm believer in trading energy with physical touch sexual or not.  I want the next person I touch in a intimate manner, to be one of all encompassing pleasure, vibing feelings of 'feel good'. To do this I have to really look my insecurities.  Here are some or at least the things that instantly send me into a place of feeling vulnerable, and make me close myself ...

The sheets fell from her body, a black spread over her pale curves pooling at her small feet. Her arms stretched upwards over her head as she elongated her slender form. Freckles sprinkled lightly over her nose and upper cheeks. As if a lion her long brown curly hair fell about her face, a perfectly uneven mess. Green eyes beneath long lashes, she was something most gave two glances when passing. Walking into a small bathroom, she grabs the razor off of the dingy sink, and lifts her arms to do a quick under arm shave. "Are you using my face razor?" a male voice comes from behind. "Yeah! What else would I use?" she snorts slightly and rinsing and then leaks some tooth paste on her finger, for a semi-fresh mouth feel. "Thanks for last night, man." her voice echoing from the sink. "We can go for more tonight if you like?" his toned implied confidence and though it was cute, she rolled her eyes. It wasn't that great she thought. ...

Teeth graze the sides of her thighs. Shudder. He mutters " Can I? " Heart flutters, she stutters "Yes please yes." His palm pushes her body back, the heat from the engine still lifting up from the hood. Relaxed. He only watches her breasts rise and fall as he pushes her thighs farther apart. Stunning. Spread on the hood of his car. Leaning over he drags the tip of his tongue over each nipple. Gentle. He traces the sides of her hips with semi-wet kisses. Body lifting, begging. . . Smirked stricken face. He leans his head down, warm breathe on her open pink pussy. Slow. He moves his kisses just to the outer lining never fully entering her with his tongue. Only tracing the outline of her inner folds, thighs blocking the ocean breeze. Eyes Up. Her back arched her nipples hard from the ever helpful mother nature. The sounds of crashing waves lulling. Then, with no warning... He devours He conquers Breathless, she cries out. Hands in his hair,...