Morgana Moon’s Blog

I’ve been trying to multitask for the past couple hours, between social networking, trying to post some craigslist shit, send emails etc… but i believe now i just need to focus, as the computer started to slow and the spinning rainbow keeps slowing my progess down. 

speaking of spinning rainbows, the gay pride parade was yesterday, which i throughly enjoyed even though the crowd was crazy and more often then not, extremely rude. Michael Jackson won with at least five floats paying homage to the late icon. Lady gaga and fergie/the black eyed peas all came in as the next most popular- obviously you can see what i paid attention too . - the drag queens were gorgeous and the dykes on bikes were super fucking hot, but our favorite float was the giant balloon penis popsicle thing…… rather, someone riding a balloon/penis atop a popsicle truck. super funny! Next year we’re going to get SWOP (sex workers outreach project) a float and walk amongst the glitter and dance music. 

after the parade we went to this party thrown by the most generous man, who was celebrating the pride with some love from his sugar daddy who though out of town, made a spread of veggie dogs, beers and oh so much love.  it was a high energy, sexual day - we had sex three times-   it was just one of those days! where the heat invaded your veins and the only intimate passion could cool you down!                                              twice in the  aforementioned bitchin’ house- where conveniently paper towels had been placed in all the appropriate places and swank music played from a beautiful stereo, just beckoning, encouraging you to come and get it on. we stayed and talked as the sun set, with like minded individuals who continued to amaze us with their all over beauty and kindness. Its so rare to experience that sort of camaraderie with strangers, its an amazing and lovely thing when it happens.

The breeze is blowing through the open windows, sirens scream in the distance, their cries coming inside with the wind. The computer plays some rock and roll as I try and rally to go meet David. 

love and kisses- 

Morgana

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Saturday I was soooooo depressed as it rained and I shivered as I stepped outside, thinking that I wouldn’t have the balls to bike naked in the cold rain. Little did I know that once five pm hit it would become a gorgeous evening! So I dragged David out and we biked towards the west loop-

We circled the stomping ground for where it was last year,  as the initial meeting point address was confusing to us, and as we were chasing our tails and looking around the empty alleys for some other weirdo- an extremely helpful policeman told us where to meet up with everyone, which just goes to show you how awesome the cops were for the ride- and believe me, I am not one to thank the police very often. or like ever. seriously. So thanks.

So as I sit here drinking a Dos Equis and puffin on my E Cig I am engrossed in the memory of the ride, and waiting for Glittler Guts to (Eric Lab Rat) finish putting the pics up on his site……

The crowd seemed smaller than last year, although I don’t know if an official count has been produced yet, and I would assume that it would be smaller due to the weather. And in all honesty as the night progressed even the whisky could not keep me warm. But thank you dear Mother Nature for halting the rain and keeping us safe. Because it was amazing, it is the highlight of the summer for me and restores my faith in humanity- its the most beautiful picture: a raw form of people biking through the city- just fucking gorgeous! 

I Love you chicago!!!

xoxox- Morgana

Ah….. Eminem I love you- I got this relapse album a week ago and its all I can listen too! It makes me horny, I just want to fuck the shit out of him… ride his dick… mmmmmm…….. pop some pills and just go at it-All fuckin night! Sweat dripping off our toned bodies, base thumping in the humidity…mmmm…..Damn! 

sigh

anyway

Its monday, its quiet, its rainy. I took a bike ride to the greenhouse owned by my work and made up some herb baskets, with basil (green and purple), thyme, oregano, mint, rosemary etc… 

I got by belly button pierced the other day, top and bottom, stud through the top and a hoop through the bottom, its cute, I want it to heal… patience has never really been my strong point. 

The World Naked Bike Ride is this saturday-  everyone needs to get on a bike and take off their clothes and fuckin do it! We did it last year and it was a blast, I am so stoked! Its amazing, makes me want to ride my bike naked all the time… actually, I can often be found biking around the city in scandalous outfits, I figure anything that can make me more visible to traffic is good, I mean, whether its a titty, a crotch shot or an orange vest, hopefully that will make me less likely to get hit by a car. 

Well I have errands to run, actually have to go out to the suburbs to take care of some business there, lame, but whatev’.  

peace, love, and lotso sex xoxoxo- Morgana

ps- See you at the World Naked Bike Ride!!!!!!!!!!

So we got back from Florida on monday, and as amazing as our long weekend was, I wish it were still rockin’ on…..

The entire trip was one party, starting at a layover in the Orlando airport where we ( I mean it WAS my birthday!!!) did shots of tequila and drank beer while we waited for the next plane to take us into Miami. The clothing optional, swinging Hotel that we stayed in was nice enough to send someone to pick us up once we arrived in the sexy lush city that is Miami, and he took us to our hotel in Hollywood, the hotel was such a trip (and I mean trip as in crazy time, not a long distance), and was a constant source of amusement and lust for the entire weekend.  We were by far the youngest couple there, but that didn’t stop much flirtation and eager eyes, not to mention a sensual massage from the aforementioned driver who apparently does nothing but live in this wonderland of sex and sunsets. The hotel had a rooftop pool, a sauna,  a sex swing and multiple playrooms that had nonstop porn playing and heart shaped red leather beds, the doors in these rooms I have to say were never allowed to be shut and everyone played either the voyeur or the exhibitionist, and more often than not, both.  Oh and I can’t forget the multiple bars…. Yeah it was pretty much the happiest place on earth.  The nude beach was a quick cab ride away and we laid in the sun for two days straight, leaving only when the rain began to fall and our skin began to blister. Never before have I felt such a connection with the Ocean, making love to her waves, tasting her salt,  being lifted up and offered to the sky.  mmmmmmmm………. amazing. 

On Saturday we went to South Beach, and watched the hip-hop flood the streets; breasts spilling out of tiny brightly colored swimsuits, stilettos and pimped out cars, booty quaking and all the works- and we didn’t even go to any clubs! We did not see David Caruso, or any of the CSI cast, which we were kinda bummed about, and even though we had a few malfunctions ( crazy cabbies, flight delays, a suitcase that was bumped to that following flight home) that trip was fucking perfect. 

Here are some pictures-

enjoy and love

xoxoxo- Morgana

As someone who travels very little, I am stoked to say that this coming weekend will be one that David and I are going to Miami. Its my birthday on the 22nd and so we thought we’d do something a little out of the ordinary. Even though the chicago weather has started to turn into a sunny mixture of shorts and warm breezes,  I’m sure Miami will take the cake as far as a beautiful day is concerned. I long for the beaches full of nudity - I mean as gorgeous as Lake Michigan as concerned…. its a little conservative.  Although I rode my bike down the path the other day, how stunning was the water, hints of foam decorating the solid blue mass. Its the time of year that  isn’t too crowded, the sea of spandex is manageable to maneuver in and out of and stray children are at a minimum. 

Its my normal monday at the moment, sitting naked in front of the computer, drinking my black coffee, face unwashed and hair unbrushed, listening to the Yeah Yeah Yeahs (perhaps buying a ticket for their show at the Aragon on the 26th), all while my electronic cigarette charges…. yes I have an electronic cigarette…. its very bizarre and I feel a little bit like a robot, but its pretty sweet! It has a nicotine cartridge in the base of the piece and along with some water vapor thats what you inhale. Its a new device and I would certainly make some changes for future designs, but all in all I dig it. Smoking is awesome but pretty gross, and this is not gross at all…. just a little odd and very futuristic

(Ok so I bought a ticket for the Yeah Yeah Yeah’s! I love them- anyone checked out their new album?Its Blitz,  not as good as Fever To Tell in my opinion, but I’ve been thoroughly enjoying it! Yeah this show is gonna rock, yeah yeah yeah it is!!!!!!!)

Well, I best be gettin on with my day… there are errands to run and showers to take. 

Kisses to all and to all a good day

xoxoxo- Morgana

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Greetings my loves,

Just so everyone knows, I will be at the Chicago Sexpo on wednesday, I will not be at a table or performing, but mingling and chatting in heels and a short skirt. So come out to excaliber and see some dildos, some strippers, some doms and of course ME! For those of you that need more info, check out the flyer - I’ll see you there bitches!

xoxoxoxox- Morgana

Listening to the blues as the rain falls from the grey sky, streaming down my window, moistening the tree staring at me, making its bark glisten, makes me want to touch it, feel the life pulsate within its tall phallic beauty. My mood reflects the weather today, grey, funk-filled and a bit moody. Doing laundry, grocery shopping, running miscellaneous errands, all require heading outside, the bottom of my jeans collecting water and city street gunk. 

I’ve been back on my bike, riding through crowded avenues, avoiding potholes and red lights. It feels amazing, the adrenaline flying through my veins as the wind whips my hair, the sweat trickling down my back as my legs pump and my lungs expand. Nothing gives me more satisfaction (ok thats an exaggeration, i can think of many things that give me great satisfaction-but it feels damn good regardless) than slipping past 30 cars backed up at a traffic light and watching as the light turns green and being the first to bolt. 

well now that I have had too much coffee and am feeling sort of restless I must walk away from the computer and well…. perhaps do a little monday morning masturbation. 

kisses and a whole lot of touching- 

xoxox- Morgana

It started with a dominating slap on the ass, and then a kiss, four women topless on a couch. Nipples dancing and creating a variety of colors and textures, from very petite breasts to beauties that spill out of even the largest hands.  Mans inability to control himself soon joins in and off comes the rest of the clothes. Lustful passions fueled by alcohol, sexuality’s irrelevant, only the desire for pleasure reigns. The moans and cries of ecstasy blend to create a song of xrated harmony. Laying back I find myself being taken, mouths on lips of every sort, heightened  senses, fantasies awakening themselves in reality, opening up in the flesh to soft kisses and rock hard cocks. 

It was the most beautiful event… and after bruising Davids penis earlier in the day I didn’t think I would be rewarded with such sexual gifts. And yes, I bruised Davids dick- I’m not really sure what happened, a blood vessel must have broke while I was giving him head… I hope it heals soon. Te he he he…..

Much Love Lovers

xoxoxo- Morgana