Years passed, but time stopped. While external, life-changing things happened, externally, my body, mind, and heart were in a sort of stasis-like holding pattern. Life and my age advanced; the house was now my home, and I was hitting the venerable thirty...
Hawk was a bad boy, and just looking at him made my pussy gush. That was the first time any person had that effect on me, and it changed my life. Although his name was Dale, everyone called him Hawk, a truncated version of Hawkson, his last name. I’d beco...
In my youth, my home life was filled with love and acceptance. Perhaps the nature versus nurture debate is further confounded by my upbringing; the two intertwine to become almost one and the same. Looking at my life through one lens, the fact that I am e...
Knowing why something is never changes the fact that it is, and, when cause and effect become intertwined, the topic or question becomes convoluted and mind-boggling. For instance, if one knows why Johnny Quarterback is an arrogant, self-entitled douche,...
By the time I’d turned twenty-one, I had blossomed into a major, horny slut. With glacial slowness, I began to realize that I wasn’t the ugly duckling I’d been led to believe. That slow epiphany came through constant attention paid to me by every heterose...
As serendipitous as unleashing my slutty powers of sluthood was, such a momentous step was not without a dark side. While I no longer seemed to care as much about other’s opinions of me, the emotional and spiritual carnage of my formative years not only s...
The word, “slut,” holds a life-defining impact. The monosyllabic phrase has power over me, you, men, and women. No matter how one disguises or makes light of it, the negative connotations remain. Even in today’s culture of tolerance and acceptance, being...
I want you to throw me against the wall and shove your tongue so far down my throat until I drop to my knees and rip your boxers down. Let your cock spring loose as you pull them to your ankles; use my lips as a noose. I suck and lick, and I slick it with...
Brian simultaneously loved and hated the fact that Lisa was so fucking good with technology. On the one hand, she never had to ask him to fix a problem with the TV, a computer, or a household appliance. On the other hand, she liked to add little "surprise...
Despite it happening often, Brian never felt prepared for the sight of a strange car in the driveway. Today, he was equally unprepared. The black sedan, parked behind Lisa's car brought a humiliated flush to his cheeks and got his cock hard, the way it al...
Leslie’s husband had been locked up for a year of his eight-year sentence when Leslie decided to move in with an old friend of hers, a guy nearly fifteen years her senior, Robbie. Within weeks she had developed a whole new appreciation for air conditionin...
Raymond was a friend of Caitlin's father and a contractor for his business. He ran a small operation but had recently upgraded some software that necessitated a deal of manual labor. In order to get his information from a set of old spreadsheets and into...
Naked or not? Should I put something on or go naked? I couldn’t decide. It was almost noon on the second day of our two-week vacation at Club Hinaloa (not its real name) on the beautiful island of Moorea in French Polynesia. I was looking forward to a rel...
Each year before Christmas, the Chairman of Charles’ firm held a party for the senior management team at his home. The guest list ran to just over a hundred with wives and partners; a number easily accommodated in their sprawling mansion set in 20 acres o...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I thought of being spit-roasted and roughly fucked by two guys at the same time, and my pussy started leaking again. Through the front window, I could see Charlie chattering away with a Black kid who was taller than he was but thinner. The...
