A little bit about us...

We are Lilith and Malcolm of Maine. Together for about a year now, we met by happenstance at a lifestyle party hosted by a friend of mine after I'd broken up with someone I'd had a deep and abiding love affair with for 5 years. Malcolm is my equal in all ways, and I've found incredible happiness with him. We're enjoying Spring, in Maine, after a long cold winter. Malcolm is a Biker, both bicycle and motorbike. Better temperatures and roads also mean that both his bikes are now able to be roadworthy. My fierce biker guy is ecstatic that he's back in the saddle, literally. I know it's hard on him to put his favorite toys away for five or six months, especially when his need to work his body hard every day gets relegated to inside activities. Not his favorite thing. I'm not a fitness buff, obviously, and I've never understood what drives someone to NEED to work out vigorously on a daily basis. The idea of losing sleep in exchange for causing yourself pain has always baffled me. LOL However, being with a guy who is so in control of his every muscle, someone who is so lean and toned, so damn STRONG. Wow.... yeah...just...Wow.It's part of the myriad opposites that we represent. I'm fairest of fair, apart from being albino. I have that pale skin which you can see the veins through, the kind of skin that you can watch the blood flush under. I'm round, and very soft. I defer to him in so many ways, I sometimes seem to have "sub" written across my forehead. I have lots of hair, endless handfuls of it that cascade over my shoulders and down my back. Soft, fragrant curls that are as dark as I am pale. I am unmarked, unpierced. Nothing to mar the endless expanse of pale soft flesh. He, well he is dark ebony. He has lush velvety skin that reminds me of 60% cacao chocolate. He is so lean, so many angles and lines. He's hard, not an ounce of fat on him. Everything about him speaks about power and domination. He considers his body an extension of his artwork, and has decorated it accordingly. He's got multiple piercings, which seem to only accentuate his aura of strength and power. His eyes are these beautiful sloe shaped sable and espresso colored wells. I could look at him with my own color changing eyes endlessly. He pleases me on so many levels. He engages my imagination. He stimulates my intellect. He challenges me to grow and evolve. And he's shown me new ways to relate. He makes me laugh... a lot. And when we are together, we get along so freaking well. All those opposites..but we complement each other in so many ways. We egg each other on. We verbally spar. We reach for new levels of depravity. LOL, don't ask about the last one, private joke there. He's great to socialize with in a group...always the life of the party with his quick wit and generous humor. He's just the best date! We make a striking couple with all those opposites and people stop to look at us wherever we go. It was disturbing for me to experience that level of noticeability at first, but I've settled into accepting it for what it is. He's beautiful to look at, and I wouldn't take the experience of looking at him away from anyone. I certainly can never get my fill. I clean up pretty well myself, if I might say so. And most importantly, being with him makes me feel like a million dollars.