Truth be told, I started this blog as a way to win a vibrator from another blog, In Bed With Married Women, which is fucking high-larious. And arousing. The owner of that blog has a contest where you have to tell the truth about an ugly celebrity that you want to bang. Well, the contest entries are all over the place, from Marty Feldman to Data (Star Trek android.)
My secret ugly crush is Amy WInehouse. The few of you that will ever read this are probably saying “ewwwwww.,” but there is something very sensual and sultry about her obvious lack of physical perfection that our society has pushed onto our laps in search of a dance. Maybe it’s her music that makes me want to bang the shit out of her, maybe it’s her long eyelashes, maybe it’s her skinny body and obvious fake implants. Whatever it is, she’s hot in my book and she couldn’t get her clothes off fast enough.
Ah – introductions. I should tell a little about myself for the three readers that will someday follow this blog. I’m a straight married guy on the other side of the half century mark and have been married to the same woman for almost half of that half century. I’m an architect and an artist, although I’ve really come to despise the former profession.
As an artist, I am very attracted to the human form, especially the female form. There’s just something about the soft curves of a woman, the way a breast hangs, the sensuous way that the back of a leg turns into a butt. It delights and arouses me to draw the female form.
As far a drawing guys, well, I just never quite know what to do when I draw a penis. Should I really look at it or should I draw it as I think it should look. It’s kind of embarrassing to look at another guys doodle.
Well, anyhow, my artwork (with the exception of the wang sketches) intrigues and excites me, hence my name, the horny artist.
I’d like to thank all three of you who happened to stop by to read this. Stay horny.