Isabel – Page 2 – My Dissolute Life

How submission turns me on

Here’s a recent exchange I had with someone who prefers to remain nameless: Her: Today I’ve found myself thinking about[…]

I need you to suck my cock, extensively. Do you have what it takes?

“Thank you Nick for taking me out of my comfort zone and making me feel completely comfortable. That was fun.”[…]

Isabel feasts on my cock – and comes – in New York’s now-defunct premier sex club.

“Had I not met you I never would have had the chance to explore parts of myself that I never[…]

Isabel is shy. Whenever we meet, she’s anxious. Anxious she’ll be seen by someone she knows. Anxious someone will overhear[…]

At its peak, I imagined that my fantasy night would feature me and eight or ten women. I had candidates.[…]

I’m imagining my core fantasy. First, what will you all wear? A sea of women…. Allie? Eva? The Historian? Isabel?[…]

I’ve said it before: I don’t really like writing sex. The truth is, the actual sensual part of sex, the[…]