Tag Archives: Bestiality

Truth Stick

24 Oct

It was Friday night and Lo and I were at a fundraising event at our city’s art museum.  It was a lovely affair and the only thing that gets Lo and me more riled up than art museums is art museums at night, with alcohol and lots of good looking people dressed to impress. In […]

Game Time

10 Sep

It was Thursday.  The Thursday before Super Bowl Sunday to be exact.  It was just your average Thursday until, unable to shake a persistent cold, I went to the doctor.  After a check-up, X-rays and bloodwork, I was diagnosed with pneumonia and ordered to get bedrest.  Lo, of course, was as caring and fussing as […]

Pound

9 Aug

Pound   “Don’t hug her, hug me!” Lola demands, picking up my pillow and chucking it across the room. “Jealous much?  It’s a pillow, not a mistress.” “Yeah, well, hug me, damn it.” I cuddle up with her naked body.  I grab her by the curves just under her bellybutton and just above her puss.  […]

Nevertheless, She Persisted

21 May

Nevertheless, She Persisted   It had been a long forty-eight hours.  It began with a business meeting out of town on Thursday morning.  It continued with a red-eye flight back Thursday night.  It concluded with a quick shower Friday morning, a change of suit, a coffee, a peck on the cheek hello to Lo as […]

Slut Lust

10 Apr

Slut Lust   It was Thursday and Lo was late getting home.  She hadn’t texted or called or anything to say that she’d be late.  I had texted her around 7:00 to find out where she was and I got no response.  That was unusual, so I tried calling.  No answer. Finally, around 8:00 she […]

Markings On Rear

22 Mar

Markings On Rear   “If you could have me anyway you want me, how would you have me?” “I think you know.” “No, I don’t.  Tell me.” “You know.” “Please, Daddio.  I want to hear you tell me,” she said seductively, pulling at her nipples as we lay in bed naked, next to each other. […]


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