Wicked Wednesday

Sofia and I have an interesting relationship. She’s far away, we’ve never met. She sends me tons. We tell each other everything about our various dates. But sometimes, I fuck up. Repeatedly, actually, I fuck up. She has been clear…

Her head was between my legs, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock, the shaft gripped tightly in her hand, when she asked me this. For a moment, I was paralyzed. Was she serious? Was this a real…

Over the last couple of years, I’ve had two connections – with L and with V – that have been unlike anything previous in my life. (The relationship I had with the Historian was similar, structurally, though it was shorter,…

Right around the time that I started blogging, I discovered “Always Each Other,” a relentlessly hot, tremendously written blog by a woman who called herself “Liza.” Her story was interesting, a refraction of my own: she and her husband had…

I just went back and re-read some of the posts in the “My Story” section of this blog. If you haven’t read those posts, you really should, just because they do a pretty comprehensive, if not exactly linear, job of…

She is white, in her late 20s. She is quiet, soft-spoken (I imagine), shy, eminently missable. I almost missed her. Her hair is just below her shoulders, blonde, flat. Her complexion is marred by a zit just below her nose.…

Thanks, Maxie. It’s been too long….

Ooh, the thoughts I’m having!

My good friend, Liza, who has a plethora of blogs (with the lovely Livia Writes) and Tumblrs and Twitter accounts (I’ve lost count, honestly) asked, on Twitter, “Q for kinky friends: what’s it like when you fall into a rut…

Pubescent girls affect me in ways I wish they didn’t. Here are some thoughts about all that.