"Gobble Gobble" is Part Six of the sexual story of my life. "Trick or Treat, Daddy?" which was posted on 10/30 was Part Five. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past sins is part of my repentance. All the sorority sisters at that certain institution of higher learning were all packed up to go home for Thanksgiving break. Usually the really bad weather al...
Dear Jack, First of all thank you for letting me have the curtains and gas back for the duration of Carl's stay and the door to his bedroom. Carl's obviously reading these letters now that I linked him in, so I'm going to list all of the rules that you and Carl have given me so that we all know what is expected of me when he comes to stay: 1)Even though t...
Looking into the mirror, I stared at the chicken as the chicken stared back because I was that chicken. I knew then that nothing I would ever do for the rest of my life would be as monumentally bat shit bonkers as the thing I was about to do right now. I turned and faced my boyfriend who was sat naked on the end of the bed pumping his fist up and down his s...
Who Put the X in X-Mas" is Part Seven of the sexual story of my life. "Gobble Gobble" which was posted on 11/21 was Part Six. I am purging my soul. Telling of my past sins is part of my repentance. Daddy was waiting for me at the front door when I arrived home from college for X-mas break. We hugged and kissed and I started crying. "Oh Daddy, I missed you...
This is a very random perverted Thanksgiving story. The idea came from a mashup of playing Fallout Shelter and seeing the Thanksgiving decorations around my office. Being Horny is a pretty effective creative catalyst. Enjoy! *** I had left the house on foot around 11 for a late breakfast, if you can call Starbucks breakfast. I'm not a coffee drinker and ha...
TO BE READ BY ADULTS AT LEAST 21 YEARS OF AGE ---------- Todd opened his eyes and looked down at the crusty stain across his chest. It was the size of a small fist and looked vaguely like Peru. His thoughts rolled back to the events of the previous evening which had precipitated the splotch. After a long day spent variously dressed in women's clothes and d...
I was taking meditation classes at a local center. There was going to be a special guest coming and I decided to attend. I arrive that Saturday morning and found a place to sit. As we were waiting, in walks a neighbor of mine, Lisa. Lisa was probably in her late twenties. I sometimes wondered about her and her husband. They had four kids already and they see...
Edward has trained me well. When I spend a week every month at the slavery academy I am allowed no food that I cannot milk from the cocks of the men I serve. As a result, I have a hunger for cum, now, that will never leave me. When I'm not at the academy I work in an art gallery. Many of the clients are friends of Edwards, and I am expected to suck their ha...
Just a little flash story that came to me while I was doing some research. Very little sex. ***** I felt fear clutch at my heart when I saw his car in the driveway. What the hell was he doing here? He'd made it pretty plain over the last few months he wanted nothing to do with me. The last time he told me if I didn't stop he would make me. I laughed at him...
You (female) asked me what my fantasy is. Well, let me try to explain it: I say yum, yum. My sexual sweet tooth can be satisfied rather plainly. It's getting orally sexed. And like that, ... that's my fantasy wish! So there it is, in a nutshell. Receiving head, and plenty of it--that's my happy, pie in the sky, storybook ending. Hence, what more can I tell...