I had breakfast with L yesterday. She has been working through a variety of feelings, some of which have a lot to do with me, some of which have something to do with me, and many of which have nothing whatsoever to do with me. But she said, and we discussed, a few things that […]
Mara describes her experience of Le Trapeze. And my cock. And Jen. And Jack. And Jack’s girlfriend.
Continuation of this post, featuring Jen and Mara. So back we went – we picked up our clothes and shuffled out of the dark little room in which we’d begun fucking and sucking and licking one another. Mara apologized to me: “I felt sort of bad, fucking him before we’ve even fucked – it’s sort […]
1. I’m having a little bit of writer’s block lately. This is partially just because I’ve been really busy, and distracted by real life events, but it’s partially out of fatigue. I’d love it if you would, in the comments to this post, either make specific writing requests (things you’d like to read about) or […]
I find myself remembering something from long ago as I go down on Mara…. It’s the taste of an Israeli pussy.
This post finishes the tale begun, by text, here. And then, with drinks and some play here. And then, the group play began here…. “Let’s go downstairs and see what’s going on there,” I said. Jen looked momentarily puzzled. My cock hadn’t been in her mouth that long, and I seemed to be having fun. […]
Le Trapeze is skeezy. It is. It’s dark, it’s a place where lots of people fuck, and the only thing keeping people out of the place is the $110/couple entrance fee. I’ve been there a few times (five or six, would be my guess – I think you’ve probably read about every time I’ve been […]
Me: May I direct your dressing just a bit? Jen: Yes:) Jen: Since you asked like a gentleman 😉 Me: To begin with, may I see three pairs of boy shorts among which I might choose? Me: (picture or description) Me: And tell me, generally, what you feel sexiest wearing? Jen: Well, I have light […]
“May I minister to your body a bit?” I asked. “Sure,” Jen said. She was wearing a soft, flowing skirt, and a tank top over a metallic, ornate bra. “How do you want me?” she asked. “Just lie on your back.” She did. I moved around behind her, and caressed her face. Her eyes were […]