This is inspired by what I saw hanging from a palm tree at San Diego’s Black Beach during a recent visit, and is based on the traditional holiday song, “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” I hope everyone enjoys it as much as I did! On the first day of Christmas my true love sent to me: a dildo in a palm tree On the second day of Christmas my true love sent to me: Two Ben Wa Balls and a dildo in a palm tree On the third day of...

I once fell in love with a toy. The use of which gave me such joy. But the batteries died, And after I cried, I went out and got a real boy.The boy has a wonderful cock. With it, my world he does rock! He gives me such pleasure. His cock I do treasure. And now I just fuck him non-stop!

Long before I saw your face I fell in love with you. Your voice unheard, it mattered not, My feelings only grew. Your written words, not for me, So tender and so true Had touched my heart and made me yearnTo reach out to you. I hesitated. I’d been hurt.  Was scared to love anew. Yet haunted by sentiments read, Knew what I must do. With trembling fingers began to type. Still I did subdue. Feelings strong, yet deeply held,...

Since my husband and I got married nearly eight years ago, I’ve become very good friends with his business partner’s wife, Chloe. Chloe is 44, tall and tan, with long blonde hair, D cup implants and an amazing body for a woman in her 40s. She's not bi like me, but she is adventurous and loves to have fun. A few years ago, while vacationing in Cancun, I drunkenly French kissed Chloe on a dare. Since then things between us...

I will play the pawn  For others no more. Never again be used To settle a score. Make a lover jealousOr fill a void. Valued only for howI can be employed. So easily manipulated, Sacrificial and weak. Passive accomplice To the havoc they wreak. Yet, somehow survivedTo cross the board. The endgame nears, I’ve earned my reward. Promoted to queen, Most powerful piece. My future my own, Merely myself to please.

Don’t tell me you love me.Don’t toy with my head. None of this is real.It’s all just pretend. We’ll never meet.We’ll never touch. We’ll never have moreThan this long-distance lust. We’ll talk on the phone.I’ll giggle, you’ll laugh. But this kind of funIs not meant to last. Let’s have our good timeAnd enjoy what we do. Your needs will be metAnd mine will be too. You want more of me.I want you more too! But don’t tell me yo...

You pierced my soul and invaded my heart.I can't get you out of my head. Words spoken to you long agoYet as true today as then. But its been so long since I've heard your voice, Since you told me to cum for you. Days, weeks, months go byYet still my heart won't heal. I've cried, I've tried to fill the voidWith wine, with friends, with sex. Nothing helps, nothing works,The aching still persists. The error I made was only o...

I fall asleep waiting for you, wearing nothing but white stockings, an anal plug and nipple clamps. It feels as though I've been waiting for you forever, but its probably not been very long. My body and mind, so aroused and tense, have given out and I've dozed off. I don't hear you enter the room, or even sense your presence, until I feel a gentle tug on my nipples. The pleasureful pain shoots through my body and forces m...