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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 […]

We’re Good

5 Jan

Once, while doing a little internet search to find out if any other guy is in a similar situation as I, I came across the following plea for help to some advice columnist:   I recently found out that my girlfriend waits for me to go upstairs and take a shower, or goes upstairs to […]

Cake & Bar – Interview with a Kinky Amateur Porn Couple

25 Nov

In the past we have periodically featured some letters and guest posts from some of our readers.  Because we’ve received so much mail in the past year, we are now including a regular feature of kinky letters and write-in questions.  To start us off, we begin with a lovely couple that go by the names […]

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 […]

Bigger, Harder, Longer

9 Oct

Carrying a mug of coffee, I walk in on her just as she is squirting, pulling the Hitachi away from her clit.  Her hands scrunch up the sheets under her and her legs are spread.  Her head lifts and her breasts heave as she breathes quick breaths, screaming, “Oh Fuck!  Oh FUCK!  OH Fuuuuck!!!”  She […]

Spring Showers

19 Sep

It was a beautiful springtime afternoon.  After about three days of storm clouds, rain, wind, and cold temperatures (one should not have to wear a scarf in May!), finally the gray skies gave way to blue and that round, yellow orb appeared.  What’s that thing called?  Oh yeah, the sun!  Birds began singing, and for […]

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 […]

Hopeless, Romantic

30 Aug

  I walked into the office and said, “Ms. Gale, please block out the week of July first through July tenth.  I’m going on vacation.” She looked up from her desk, her blue eyes framed by her wide-rimmed glasses, and asked, “Vacation?!  Where?” “That’s right, vacation.  I’ve gotta get outta here.  I booked a resort […]

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 […]

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