Tag Archives: Blow Job

My Love is a Red Red Rosebud

14 Feb

“I’m so fat!” she decried as she stood in her bikini looking in the mirror at her reflection. “You say that like fat is a bad thing,” I said with a smile. “Shut up.” “What?  All I’m saying is I like some meat on your bones.  You always tell me how much you like my […]

Friday is Boobday!

15 Dec

Hey y’all, every Friday is Boobday over at A Dissolute Life Means. . . Last Thanksgiving we sent her the photo below. Quick story of the making of it: Lola and I were staying were visiting friends for Thanksgiving out of town.  We had a lovely hotel room and as we were both getting dressed, […]

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.  […]

Masturbation Monday: Creative Writing and Performance Art

3 Jul

Creative Writing and Performance Art   I heard her typing as she sat across the couch from me, but I also heard her moaning. “Lo,” I asked, looking over the brim of my book, “what are you up to?” “Oh nothing, Daddy,” she said, but the biting of her lip that followed her response belied […]

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 […]

Sin-esthesia

4 Apr

  Sin-esthesia   “Daddy, fuck me,” she said.  I had been in bed for at least an hour before she joined me.  I had read, trying to stay awake until she got home, but reading a book in a reclining position while sipping a whiskey at midnight on a Friday is simply not the best […]

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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