March, 2012 - My Dissolute Life

The beginning of the end

You know how this story ends (or at least, how this part of this story ends). I’ve summarized it all[…]

The video I posted with my “Namaste” post was super-hot, right? Well, if you liked that one, here’s another one[…]

As I walked out of my gym yesterday, a good-looking guy tripped on the doorstop that propped open the door.[…]

After Isabella, my cherry having been popped, I continued my descent. (The end of the story, and its summary, can[…]

… lap hungrily at your cunt, drinking you in, pushing my tongue into you, against you. While I feel my[…]

A curious muse just accused me, in a roundabout (or not really that roundabout) way of being a fetishist of[…]

So the part where your waist flares out into your hips is pretty fucking magical. You know that? Possible scenarios:[…]

Why do I write? I’ve written a bit about my exhibitionism, and exhibitionism is certainly part of it. And I’ve[…]

We pretended we didn’t know one another. Nodded curtly, politely, slightly awkwardly, as we entered the yoga studio. It looked[…]

This is the story of my second first paid blowjob. It began with a massage, and she wanted my cock in her mouth…