
Is anyone ever prepared for the first time someone calls them a filthy name?
Continue reading “Why do we fear the word cunt?”Is anyone ever prepared for the first time someone calls them a filthy name?
Continue reading “Why do we fear the word cunt?”The little box on the edge of the table always was a lure to me. All of my life, I wanted just once to take a peek inside of the dark oak box. My mother cringed each time I walked by and ran my fingers over the handcrafted wood. Each time I asked her what was inside, she told me to mind my own business and leave it alone. When you’re a kid, that drives you insane with wonder. Sadly, now that I’m grown, I still can’t get the box out of my head.
Continue reading “Pandora’s box”My little epic tale of my sugar daddy took a new turn this weekend. He wanted me to go away to Vegas for a conference. Little did I know, he was going to share me with his wife. I’ve never met her till this weekend, and now, and I need to make this clear, I have never touched another woman, so this was a first for me. When he asked me, I was a little put off because I don’t know what a woman wants from another woman. Instead of going in blind, I spent hours watching lesbian porn and learning how to pleasure a pussy.
Continue reading “Peaches and Cream”She stood in the rain, the world around her melting from the heavens above. Arms lifting to the sky, each pelt of water washing away the sins that littered her soul. The tears that fell, never seen. Some said that she always felt at home in the rain.
A.J. Luna