Goodbye, LiveJournal. Hello, Blogger.

Hello again. It's good to be back. Care for some wine?

Maybe you've come to this blog from the days when I posted as Crucifurcifer on LJ. I hope some of you, beloved tawdry friends, will join me here and enjoy what I may share.

Maybe you're new to this blog, and to you I send my warmth. Let's have some fun.

Here I'll be sharing my experiences, adventures, and thoughts about sex, women, passion, polyamory, and deviant romance. I'm a somewhat-single man currently enjoying a rewarding longdistance thing with Shayne, the Pixiegrrl, who lives in the midwest United States. She's a 26-year old, deliciously shorthaired, slightly curvy blonde with a bisexual streak so strong that she's identified herself as lesbian for most of her sexual life. I adore that. I adore her. She likes to call me Daddy, and she looks adorable in the authentic schoolgirl uniform I gave her. Like me, Shayne dates others, and we go through the various experiences of being long-distance poly as we can. You'll likely hear a lot about her in coming posts.

From time to time, I also enjoy the company of Trace, the Grasshopper, for whom I'm her "dirty little secret." She's 29, and a university grad student whose sexuality is just blossoming despite her craving for sucking cock and recent discovery of she really likes getting fucked in her ass.

Me, I'm a broadshouldered, sensual rogue in his early 40s with a penchant for sensual good times, giving women head, administering over-the-knee attitude adjustments, and generally celebrating the sexually dynamic goddess in all Her guises. I'm an ethical slut. I'm a Top. I'm a child of the satyrs.

When this blog began, it was a way to enhance an then-existing relationship, and until that relationship ended, it did its job well. Now, it's my altar to She Of The Beautiful Buttocks, Aphrodite Kallipygos, and I invite you to join me in these safe, sane, consentually lustful offerings shared in Her name.