Daddy Goes Down

Daddy Goes Down

  Daddy carried me to his room. We passed my room on the way and I said a quiet goodbye to everything in it. He kicked open the door and placed me gently on his bed, my shirt still around my waist and the button to my jeans open just enough to see there was...
My New Daddy

My New Daddy

  I have a habit of fucking the wrong men. To clarify, habit is probably not the right word. I should have said passion, compulsion, or addiction. That works better. I’m addicted to fucking the wrong men, and I’ve long since lost any regret or shame I might have...
Jane’s Little Sister

Jane’s Little Sister

  “Let’s make a promise,” she said later that afternoon, lying naked against me. I was playing with her hair and she was gently touching my limp cock with a sympathetic look. “I’m not going to marry you,” I said. “Fuck you, that’s not what I mean. It’s not that...

For The Love of Daddy

Dad was quiet for a while and we stared at each other. “You’re prettier than Mariko,” he finally said. I leaned in and poked him in the ribs, but he was being serious for a change. I kissed him on the forehead and put my legs over his lap as I grabbed his hand. “Are...
Lisa Shows Off in the Car

Lisa Shows Off in the Car

  “It’s pretty simple,” she said, her hand moving down to her thigh as she tugged on the hem of her shorts. “I just like to feel like a slut. It’s a cross between objectification and submission, I guess. It’s mostly about feeling wanted. Like really truly wanted...