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I am going to ruin at least one pair of your panties by drenching them so completely with your cunt[…]
Read moreIs there a difference?
She lives far away, and couldn’t join my fantasy. But she wanted me to be able to imagine her joining[…]
Read moreAt its peak, I imagined that my fantasy night would feature me and eight or ten women. I had candidates.[…]
Read moreWe meet in a hotel bar. The women (you) are instructed to be wearing black dresses and boyshorts. I will[…]
Read moreJealousy follows no rational rules.
Read moreI’m continuing to elaborate what I’ve been calling my “core fantasy.” In a bar Each of us sits apart. The[…]
Read moreI’m imagining my core fantasy. First, what will you all wear? A sea of women…. Allie? Eva? The Historian? Isabel?[…]
Read moreI’ve said it before: I don’t really like writing sex. The truth is, the actual sensual part of sex, the[…]
Read moreThere was lots of back and forth. She was interested, then not. Then again, then not. She’s sexy – strawberry[…]
Read moreAnd it was not sexual, in any way. Except in my mind. I spent almost an hour in a dark[…]
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