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His cock and my submission to him are the basis of my fantasies these days. I dream of scenario after scenario in which I earn the privilege of sucking him off to completion. His pleasure is my reward. His cum is my food. His cock is my salvation. His ideas stimulate my lust and his authority frees me to pleasure him. This is our cycle of power. I first saw...
I don't know how long it took for me to separate out the buzzing of bombs being dropped from a combat plane in my dreams from someone leaning on my door buzzer in the middle of the night. It didn't help that the buzzing stopped when I was awake enough to think about where it was coming from and that it started again as I dozed off. When I decided it wasn't...
Happily Trudeau was not completely serious when he told me there would be more sex than work on my book in his home. He was fully professional in the art of creating first-class novels. What was true, though, was that my work was taken completely apart and put back together again. And, although he was blunt with his critiques and was a hard task master, Trud...
March, 1622 Wolstenholme Towne, Virginia The unseasonable warmth that early March brought James West to the holding pool of the stream leading down to the river. James was a young settler in the royal grant English Virginia Company's Martin's Hundred holding on the Virginia peninsula east of Jamestown. As far as he knew, he was the only one who knew about...
copyright 2007 by Sedonia Guillone "Hey, Paul, will you photograph me?" Paul froze. He clutched his towel and stopped in mid-rub of his wet hair. The room filled with silence, the only sound, the evening spring rain that pelted the living room window. Slowly, he lowered the towel, turned, and looked at Carlo. Large brown eyes watched him from under a thi...
"Shit," I exclaimed. I had been in the middle of writing an email when the power went out. "Shit," I said again, as I fell over the archive box I had forgotten was sitting in the middle of my study floor. I finally made it to the window and looked outside to see that every other house in the street had their lights still on, so the power outage was restrict...
*Ugh... Shortness... Sorry! But I'm just releasing a short chapter so you can see it. I'm working, but things are going slow. I'll have the next chapter out as soon as I can. All Characters are 18+* * "Please help me." That was the last straw. Before I had been snuffling. Little gasping sobs under my breath. But with those three words, my legs went limp...
It had been a good two months since our last mud wrestle and Andy and I were keen to get together again. We had chatted constantly during this period. Keeping in touch and throwing ideas around for various other types of erotic messy wrestling. Everything from oil, custard, desserts, puddings, cake, baked beans, and the list seemed endless. As for the type...
It's Friday night and I'm bored. I didn't feel like hitting the bars or hanging out with friends. I wanted sex. Plain and simple. That's why I'm on my phone going from app to app. I scroll through each profile mentally sorting them. Each one has its own reason for dismissal. We all know them. Too vague, too complicated, too creepy, a headless torso, no pict...