ShaunaMarie's Ramblings

It's been awhile since I updated you on the dating front... well there's not much to say really. The married man is gone, his lame excuse... "You are just too far away." Ok, got the hint, "You just aren't worth the effort." Loud and clear! Met Tall guy. Actually in person. Very nice guy, very very nice. I think too nice really, for me. I am a rotten sexual being and he is... a little sexually repressed I think?  Have no idea with this one, he was falling in love one day, wanting to be the best boyfriend I ever had and dumped me the next (well a few days later. It all happened in the course of a couple of weeks... What the hell is it with me? Again, I would say to the guys out there: Be honest. Be open. We are adults not children. If you can't handle breaking it off with someone with some honesty, then don't date. Maybe its a misunderstanding, miscommunication. After all you are both new to each other. Fuck, give it at least a conversation...

A short story written by a wonderful friend and writer!  Take a read. Free on KU!  It's a really sexy read. Begging Becky Internet dating may be the new dance club scene for hooking up. The best part of dating on the Internet is, wait for it... you don't have to be concerned with how you’re dressed or if you’re dressed. Becoming smutty is verbal and sometimes not so verbal if you’re using a high-quality HD camera. Getting face to face is easy. Becky, young, sexy and beautiful, was desperate. When one is desperate one tends to make very bad, and naughty choices. Becky was no different. Although, Becky’s choices may put her in danger. But when your body calls you to action, more like demands it, what choice do you have? Find someone to share it with who needs it just as bad. Becky hoped to find a partner to help her with her problem... spoiler alert... achieving an orgasm. Would 'Massive' live up to his screen name?  And make Becky drip with anticipation? Hello In...

              He laid sweet tiny kisses on my forehead, between my eyes, on the tip of my nose. That made me smile. His tongue dove deeply into the dimple on my cheek before finally licking at my lips, whisper soft. “Your lips are as soft as silky petals,” I could feel his breath against my face. Pulling away, staring at my mouth cupping my face in his big hands. “A gateway to taste every part of who you are, and who you are is all mine, forever. I will never get enough of your taste. I will never get enough of you." he said softly sliding his lips over mine, his tongue gently prodding at the seam. Welcoming his exploration, dancing with the song of his moans in my mouth, giving him everything he asked for, without reservation, without hesitation.                 I leaned into him, wrapping my arms around his neck, threading my fingers through his hair, melding my soft curves into his hard muscles. His h...

I’ve always wondered about the men and women in romance novels and songs that provoke such deep feelings. The song Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman, or Lady In Red . The movie When a Man Loves a Woman … Men who understand and appreciate the women they love. What makes those women so special? What is it that men see in the women they honestly truly madly deeply love. The kind of love that makes them never want to even look at another besides her? A woman who ruins them for all others? Are there really men out there that love so deeply that they can’t think of anything but her? Driving him to distraction? All he can think about is holding her, possessing her and owning her, fucking her, sucking on her?  Where are those men? Are they just figments of our imagination? Most of these authors are women, afterall. Are they what we WANT, but never find? And honestly are they truly men who we would want? Should they remain a fantasy? After reading hundreds of these stories where t...