Daddy’s Little Whore (Part 2)
“Aren’t you being a good little whore for Daddy?” he said with a huge, sleepy smile. Too tired to move, he held his arms out for snuggles and let her sleep on his side of the bed.
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Why men love giving oral sex
It has come to my attention that there is a terrible rumor going around about men: that we’re selfish in bed. Hey, I’ll admit, there’s not a man I know who will decline oral...
Sammi & I: The Birth of a Cuckold, Part 1
My ex-wife, Sammi, was amazingly beautiful and just absolutely hot. Every man on the planet loved her, and she loved them. She was one quarter Indian with long, dark, silky hair that hung to...
21 Things You Should Know About the Clitoris
Today, nothing should be revolutionary or subversive about ladies’ lady parts. But ask most women, let alone men, about that cute little button scientists call the clitoris, and you’re likely to hear ridiculous references to...
The Slave Girl Part 1: Meeting Master
The worst day of my life was when I got sold into slavery. I don’t blame my family for doing it. It was necessary for staying out of poverty, and I understood that it...
The Surprise Part 2 an Erotic Story
The Surprise (Part 2) To read Part 1, You can’t really believe your ears as footsteps flow into the room. You try desperately to count them but there’s no way of telling – two...
The Surprise (Part 1)
You’re back in town, and we’ve arranged to meet in that bar we had drinks in a while back. When you arrive I’m at the bar; we greet each other casually and I give...
The house sitter
I’m away for the weekend and as my flat is much bigger than yours you’ve decided you’re going to house sit. I’m somewhat amused as who’s going to look after your place but I...
A Satyre on Charles II
I thought for the 200th Blog i would share this great poem “A Satyre on Charles II” This poem is one of the most difficult to establish a definitive version for. Here, I present the poem...
