MC just texted me:
Is it Wednesday yet?
I’m dying. The ache is in my groin and pulsating.
My body has converted him from interest subject to lust object.394 more words
For people the world over, a bowl of corn flakes is the go-to breakfast of choice.
But for the majority of those who look forward to their morning bowl, it will come as a surprise that they were invented to stop people masturbating. 439 more words
Advisory: This one is sexually explicit, so please don’t read it if that bothers you. There are plenty of clean ones posted for you choose from. 439 more words
My eyes still closed, warm and comfortable under the bedclothes, relishing that blissful semi-waking state, in between slumber and awareness… my thoughts drift to you. I picture your smiling face, your kind eyes crinkled at the corners as you look down at me, your wide shoulders and chest, strong arms that I long to have wrapped around me. 1,115 more words
Those of you who have read my writings know that I am a lifelong adult virgin, by choice, by right, by philosophical communion with Self, in accurate understanding of my rejection of my humanity, and as the honorable reflection of Truth itself. 2,036 more words