I know how to squirt.
A lot of women want to know how it is I squirt. Here’s what I’ve learned to do. Making G-spot Contact The first time it ever happened to me was roughly 12 years ago. At this point in my sexual …...
View ArticleI have permission to fuck other men. I think.
I was at my kitchen table doing my secret sex blog stuff last night when I heard a faint knock at my door and saw The Neighbor’s head peek through. The rest of him, clad in a towel, followed. I …...
View ArticleHe loves strawberries, sex, and submission.
My eyes were heavy and my head stung; that irritating need to sleep pulled at me from a distance. The house was cleaned, the floors bare for him to do his chore, my room glowed with candles and I...
View ArticleI get fucked for days.
Last weekend I lay wrapped in the cocoon of my lover’s arms. It was Sunday, the last night I had Peyton with me and my babe slept soundly in the room across the hall. With a warm body beneath me …...
View ArticleSometimes I hate my body.
“You ready?” He stood in my apartment, his gym bag over his shoulder. I was dressed in my work clothes still. “Yeah, gimme a sec.” He followed me back to my room and flopped down on the bed. Faisal...
View ArticleHe masturbated while I watched.
I was open with him. “I don’t mean to make you feel badly or self-conscious, but I would very much like it if I knew you were getting as much pleasure as me, if you had the occasional orgasm in …...
View ArticleI held him in my arms.
Since our discussion about my fears regarding Peyton The Neighbor and I have been running like a finely tuned machine. We sparkle and tango and fuck and laugh and glitter until our lashes meet our...
View ArticleHe gets a [very lovely] punishment.
It’s been a few months now since The Neighbor and I entered into another layer of D/s and I became in control of his masturbation practices. Our original foray into D/s was borne out of intense...
View ArticleWe masturbate with the light on.
I pressed myself against his bare back and reached my arm around to find his stiff cock resting on the mattress. We’d been cuddling for a while and our new configuration had interrupted my stroking....
View ArticleI’m sent off in style.
It was late, 10 pm. I was relaxed, buzzed from the martinis I’d had with an old high school friend passing through town, and dressed in little pajama pants and a white t-shirt. My breasts hung heavy...
View ArticleI know how to squirt.
A lot of women want to know how it is I squirt. Here’s what I’ve learned to do. Making G-spot Contact The first time it ever happened to me was roughly 12 years ago. At this point in my sexual history...
View ArticleI have permission to fuck other men. I think.
Obama would approve, I’m certain. I was at my kitchen table doing my secret sex blog stuff last night when I heard a faint knock at my door and saw The Neighbor’s head peek through. The rest of him,...
View ArticleHe loves strawberries, sex, and submission.
My eyes were heavy and my head stung; that irritating need to sleep pulled at me from a distance. The house was cleaned, the floors bare for him to do his chore, my room glowed with candles and I...
View ArticleI get fucked for days.
I bought some hyacinths the other day. Last weekend I lay wrapped in the cocoon of my lover’s arms. It was Sunday, the last night I had Peyton with me and my babe slept soundly in the room across the...
View ArticleI’m disjointed.
In so many ways I haven’t felt like me. I’ve been tired, angry, in pain, confused. I’ve been sucked dry of my passion and playfulness these last few months. I hardly ever masterbate anymore. I no...
View ArticleI masturbated in his bed while he was at work.
I am a stickler for privacy. I personally don’t need much, but I’m extremely sensitive to others’ needs, particularly The Neighbor’s. I’ve had access to his apartment for more than a year and I think...
View ArticleI learned to masturbate in the shower.
I had my first orgasm on the back of a horse at around the age of 12 or 13, but I can’t claim to know at that moment what was happening to my body. I only knew I was gripping the saddle with my...
View ArticleHe’s shy.
Good morning. I stared at his cock. The tip, only a sliver of edge viewable above the bottom of a lavender dress shirt, glistened. The shadow cast on thin fabric denoted the helmet, his hand gripped...
View ArticleSometimes it’s a strange path to learn to trust.
I pinched my eyes shut and silently moaned with embarrassment. I didn’t think I could do it. “You’re so beautiful,” he said. His English accent made it seem more official. “God, so beautiful. Yes,...
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