i love the arts
Friday, December 24, 2010
Roger Waters Makes Conan's Dream Come True! ROCK!! @ TeamCoco.com
this makes 100 posts...
couldn't had been anything better , if you ask me...
Love The Pink Floyd
Riendo
p.s
He is part of my dna
http://electronicintifada.net/v2/article4831.shtml
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
On Finding Jon's Porn
On Finding Jon's Porn
Description
On Finding Jon's Porn originally appeared in "C is for Co-Eds." This naughty, anal sex spanking extravaganza has been revised and expanded, and is now nearly double in size. Adults only. This story sizzles.
Excerpt:
I’d read about stuff like this before. But I’d never done it. You can’t ask a college boy to go down on your asshole. Most of them hardly know their way around a pussy yet. But Jon knew. Jon knew everything. He wet one of his fingers and slipped it up inside of me. I squeezed down on him immediately, unable to stop myself. Jon reached under my body to play with my clit as he fingered my rear hole. I thought I was going to come right then, but Jon told me not to. He said, “You better wait for me, baby. I don’t want you getting a head start.”
“But…” I stammered. I could hardly breathe, let alone think, let alone obey.
“If you come right now, I’m going to tan your bottom with my belt before I fuck your asshole.”
Talk about conflicting messages. I came on the threat.
“Ah, kid. I wish you hadn’t of done that. I never go back on my word.”
How had he become this man? All year long, he’d been Jon. My latte buddy. The boy whose room I snuck into at night to talk about dates from hell. He’d been out with the sorority girls, the ones who wore sherbet-colored eyeshadow and filled the hallway with the scent of hairspray.
But now he was different. Now he was stripped to his jeans, and he was pulling the belt from the loops, and I was almost crying already.
By Alison Tyler
Photo Riendo
Description
On Finding Jon's Porn originally appeared in "C is for Co-Eds." This naughty, anal sex spanking extravaganza has been revised and expanded, and is now nearly double in size. Adults only. This story sizzles.
Excerpt:
I’d read about stuff like this before. But I’d never done it. You can’t ask a college boy to go down on your asshole. Most of them hardly know their way around a pussy yet. But Jon knew. Jon knew everything. He wet one of his fingers and slipped it up inside of me. I squeezed down on him immediately, unable to stop myself. Jon reached under my body to play with my clit as he fingered my rear hole. I thought I was going to come right then, but Jon told me not to. He said, “You better wait for me, baby. I don’t want you getting a head start.”
“But…” I stammered. I could hardly breathe, let alone think, let alone obey.
“If you come right now, I’m going to tan your bottom with my belt before I fuck your asshole.”
Talk about conflicting messages. I came on the threat.
“Ah, kid. I wish you hadn’t of done that. I never go back on my word.”
How had he become this man? All year long, he’d been Jon. My latte buddy. The boy whose room I snuck into at night to talk about dates from hell. He’d been out with the sorority girls, the ones who wore sherbet-colored eyeshadow and filled the hallway with the scent of hairspray.
But now he was different. Now he was stripped to his jeans, and he was pulling the belt from the loops, and I was almost crying already.
By Alison Tyler
Photo Riendo
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
In Line-- By Robin Michelle, Photo Riendo
In Line
I watched as she absentmindedly tucked her hair behind her ear. Moving her thumb to her mouth, she bit it.
Immediate wet throbbing. Ice-hard nipples.
Desiring her lips on mine, drawing my breath from my body. Imagining her suckling, biting my nipples. Breath catching, back arching in response. Tangling my hands in her hair as she moves, sliding her tongue into my folds, teasing me with lips and tongue and teeth and fingers 'til I am moaning, writhing uncontrollably. "Fuck. Fuuuuuuuuck," as my orgasm bursts forth, flooding...
"Next. Miss, you're next. What can I do for you today? Miss...?"
By Robin Michelle
Photo Riendo
p.s
nice to have Ms Alison Tyler back!
I missed her...
I watched as she absentmindedly tucked her hair behind her ear. Moving her thumb to her mouth, she bit it.
Immediate wet throbbing. Ice-hard nipples.
Desiring her lips on mine, drawing my breath from my body. Imagining her suckling, biting my nipples. Breath catching, back arching in response. Tangling my hands in her hair as she moves, sliding her tongue into my folds, teasing me with lips and tongue and teeth and fingers 'til I am moaning, writhing uncontrollably. "Fuck. Fuuuuuuuuck," as my orgasm bursts forth, flooding...
"Next. Miss, you're next. What can I do for you today? Miss...?"
By Robin Michelle
Photo Riendo
p.s
nice to have Ms Alison Tyler back!
The Feng Shui Fuck - All Romance Ebooks
The Feng Shui Fuck - All Romance Ebooks
Description
The Feng Shui Fuck originally appeared in the collection Naughty Stories from A to Z, Volume 3. One reviewer stated: This "feng-shui tale shows you, in delicious detail, how dramatically a life can be turned around when the wrong person exits and the right person enters."
Excerpt:
"What else?”
“Get rid of the cartoon art.” She pointed to my copy of a Lichtenstein from an exhibition I saw at MOMA. “It’s juvenile.”
My brow furrowed. I could feel the wrinkles. I love that print. Again, my voice low and steady, I asked, “What would I put instead?”
“Landscapes. Warm sunsets. Grassy fields. Or a picture of two cranes. They mate for life, you know. And they live to be over 100. They represent infinity.”
“Didn’t know that,” I told her, thinking, Yeah. Cranes. That’s exactly what I’m putting up on my wall. Two fucking birds. What did I look like? A member of the ornithologists’ society? What she was describing sounded like a scene from a dentist’s office.
“You should buy two red candles, to symbolize our love. Plus, you should get rid of the clutter under your bed, and add flesh-colored lampshades to make the room look naked.”
I wanted to look naked, and I wanted her to look naked. I didn’t give two shits about what my room looked like. What was it going to do? Get all dolled up and fuck the bathroom?
“At least, your bed has the headboard against the wall.”
“That’s good?” I asked, glad that I was finally hearing some positive news.
“Yes,” she nodded. “A bed with the back to the wall is in a commanding position.”
Oh, now I got it. My bedroom didn’t want to be the subservient one. It wanted the control spot. I liked that. I had a dom bedroom—and a crazy fucking girlfriend
Description
The Feng Shui Fuck originally appeared in the collection Naughty Stories from A to Z, Volume 3. One reviewer stated: This "feng-shui tale shows you, in delicious detail, how dramatically a life can be turned around when the wrong person exits and the right person enters."
Excerpt:
"What else?”
“Get rid of the cartoon art.” She pointed to my copy of a Lichtenstein from an exhibition I saw at MOMA. “It’s juvenile.”
My brow furrowed. I could feel the wrinkles. I love that print. Again, my voice low and steady, I asked, “What would I put instead?”
“Landscapes. Warm sunsets. Grassy fields. Or a picture of two cranes. They mate for life, you know. And they live to be over 100. They represent infinity.”
“Didn’t know that,” I told her, thinking, Yeah. Cranes. That’s exactly what I’m putting up on my wall. Two fucking birds. What did I look like? A member of the ornithologists’ society? What she was describing sounded like a scene from a dentist’s office.
“You should buy two red candles, to symbolize our love. Plus, you should get rid of the clutter under your bed, and add flesh-colored lampshades to make the room look naked.”
I wanted to look naked, and I wanted her to look naked. I didn’t give two shits about what my room looked like. What was it going to do? Get all dolled up and fuck the bathroom?
“At least, your bed has the headboard against the wall.”
“That’s good?” I asked, glad that I was finally hearing some positive news.
“Yes,” she nodded. “A bed with the back to the wall is in a commanding position.”
Oh, now I got it. My bedroom didn’t want to be the subservient one. It wanted the control spot. I liked that. I had a dom bedroom—and a crazy fucking girlfriend
By Alison Tyler
Photo Riendo
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Torn available in Paperback
Torn available in paperback.
buy buy buy NOW!
Torn cover by Riendo
By
Alison Tyler
Jax Baynard
Sommer Marsden
Thomas Roche
Sophia Valenti
buy buy buy NOW!
Torn cover by Riendo
By
Alison Tyler
Jax Baynard
Sommer Marsden
Thomas Roche
Sophia Valenti
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Alice and Jgo
Muslim done dolls,
hand made, by me.
artwork done by me.
Happy Birthday Alice.
to many more happy years w/ your other and to many more birthdays!
Riendo
hand made, by me.
artwork done by me.
Happy Birthday Alice.
to many more happy years w/ your other and to many more birthdays!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
The Ying & Yang of Riendo
Photo taken by James Goatcher.
do it,
do what you love,
don't let anything or anyone put you down.
if it's meant to be, it will happen.
Riendo
do it,
do what you love,
don't let anything or anyone put you down.
if it's meant to be, it will happen.
Riendo
Friday, December 3, 2010
anjelica-rivera.blogspot.com
Check me out!
An old friend of mine was thinking of me.
I feel special...
Riendo
thanks angie
An old friend of mine was thinking of me.
I feel special...
Riendo
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
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