Summer Lust
With summer here and the temperature rising the mind seems to slide into a much different gear than the norm. Wants and needs become a bit more passionate and aggression becomes a bit more prominent resulting in either getting what you want or an unnecessary fight. While summer should be a time of relaxation and peaceful cohabitation the human drive seems to be amplified especially in terms of sex. Some of my best "stories" have happened during the summer and the energy between myself and the female counterpart in question has always been hotter then the most intense heat wave imaginable.
Words are substituted with glances and smiles. Assertiveness becomes a long deep gaze into the eyes. Acceptance is no longer a "yes" but simply grabbing and taking what you want and
devouring. Inhibition is lost within moments as opposed to hours, days or weeks. It's primal, it's real, the hunt is on. What is it about the summer that causes this? Your guess is as good as mine, dear readers, for your fellow blogger has been hunted, preyed upon and loved every moment of it. Perhaps you have as well and loved it just as much as I have. Here's hoping that it happens again before the summer is over.
But summer lust need not involve things that are just canal as much as I love all things pertaining to the subject. Below is a list of other ""triggers" (along with some carnal) that seem to set me into a hunger in the summer time.
Summer Lust Triggers
A quality light coloured beer (not calories) served ice cold. But even a Carona with lime will suffice.
Authentic Italian ice usually made in a small shop in a predominantly Italian neighborhood. Not the lousy store bought kind.
Maria Sharapova. (pictured just below in a very summery white on the tennis court) 'Nuff said.
Any Cold Stone Creamery I pass. I have to run in and order something.
Any attractive woman comfortable showing her long legs in the right summer outfit. Be it the right shorts or a skirt, I will spot them from a mile away and lust for them.
Laying about in the warmth and sun and simply doing nothing.
The right woman in a bikini.
A bikini car wash. Let's face it gentleman, when else will every possible view out of your car be as majestic?
Jumping into a pool.
A nice cool shower, but not too cold.
Snacking on grapes and strawberries or feeding them to the right someone.
Sweating, heaving, breasts. A bit much but I'm a man and hold no regrets over this statement.
Dancing all night with a lovely lady! Working up a sweat while the drink and song flow freely as well as our hands over our bodies. The slight taste of sweat as I kiss her neck and the friction of our bodies coming together. This, my friends, is what I call living.
Sitting back and watching the sunset alone or with the right woman next to me. Preferably with the latter.
Next up on U N L O A D E D.......
Examining the mind and body of the summer huntress.
