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bangs and whimpers
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Morning. Way too early to get up. We both twist and turn pretending we’re asleep. He gets up to the bathroom, I then take my turn. Today the gap between us seems huge. I’m still angry about the night before,… more ›
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It’s been a while since we had a guest post- and who better to fill our holes than our recent discovery @timmytuttles. We devoured his Ebook in one sitting and advise you do the same – and follow his blog… more ›
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It was our first proper date. Dinner and a movie. With anyone else, or even alone, these things are mundane, everyday. He held my hand all through the film, his fingers twisted with mine. He threw an arm around my… more ›
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This time he brought weed. It was good shit as well. As soon as I unrolled the foil wrapping the plastic bag I could smell it wasn’t just some run of the mill stuff. As he rolled he playfully grabbed… more ›
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Post-fuck. He’d already eaten and refilled his wine glass. Now he wanted to play me some music – his music. Mine wasn’t good enough. And then he wanted to show me some YouTube videos. Alrighty then. We lay there, his… more ›
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She was the only girl in room full of men and their bikes – exchanging titbits and regaling stories, with handles reminiscent of mountain bike brands: Mongoose, Kuna, Fox1979. You were one of them and your handle was also a… more ›
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I never expected to see him again, let alone fuck him. Yet here I was, hurriedly donning suspenders, stockings and new knickers. I had to go and collect him from the station. It was the first time I’d worn this… more ›
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He was driving me crazy. I hadn’t even met him yet. He was a Dom. I had recently been propositioned by a slave and decided it wasn’t for me anymore. Up until now, I hadn’t had what the old school… more ›
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