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BUTT PLAY(IV)
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2026-07-10 16:15:01
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Watch Me Explode, Daddy BUTT PLAY(V)
“The first time I was fucked, my boyfriend was so impatient that he made me bleed,” Joey said. “I turned him into a great lover, though. Then he left me. Then he came back. Said he couldn’t find anyone better in bed. Oh, he could find others to have sex with, don’t get me wrong. But none of them had my touch. It worked for both of us though. He made me feel so beautiful.”Joey was breathing hard through his mouth by now, and he moaned and moved one hand to my cock and stroked it as he returned to lightly pushing the dildo in and out of my ass. “That okay?” he asked.I nodded back at him.“I miss him,” Joey said. “He died about three years ago.”He stopped pushing the dildo in and out of me and pulled himself up out of his hunched-over position. “That doesn’t bother you, does it? Everything we’re doing is safe.”I nodded back at him again that it was all right to continue. I was aware that we hadn’t kissed one another, aware that not a single drop of body fluid had been exchanged betwe
Watch Me Explode, Daddy BUTT PLAY(IV)
But it was then that the lesson began. Or life unfolded. Isn’t that what teaching is all about? The passing of knowledge and wisdom gained not so much on one subject but on the cumulative experiences of many.“When I first met my lover I was strictly a top,” Joey said. I was on my back with my legs bent and my kneecaps parallel to the ceiling. “I wasn’t interested in somebody sticking something inside me, because all I wanted to do was to stick something myself, you know. Then, after we were together for about four years, we started changing roles. He didn’t always want to be the bottom so I experimented with it some and decided I liked it, so we changed roles. He was the top and I was the bottom. That lasted for a few more years and then he decided he wanted to be the bottom again. That’s when we started getting all this stuff,” he said, waving his hand at his assortment of dildos.“I think that’s more than I can handle,” I said, twisting my body to look at the smallest dildo, which
Watch Me Explode, Daddy BUTT PLAY (III)
“I loved this show,” I said, trying to deflect my discomfort when Joey returned with a glass of wine that looked more beige than white. I reached over and plucked a Playbill out of the arrangement, the fan quickly disintegrating into an unorganized mess. As I tried to straighten it all up, the thought occurred to me as I made an even larger mess that murderers don’t like show tunes—do they? But wasn’t Joey too old to be a murderer? Isn’t it usually the wealthy sixty-year-old man whose throat is slashed the next morning? Joey seemed unperturbed by the mess I had made on his coffee table. In fact, he seemed to be a bit too amused by my nervous stumbling about, as if I were a six-month-old child who had tottered into the room on his own two legs for the first time and he was about to applaud at any minute. When I looked up I noticed Joey was smiling, or, rather, I noticed that Joey’s mouth had widened to reveal a set of conspicuously fake beige teeth.“The dancing was terrific,” he said,
Watch Me Explode, Daddy BUTT PLAY(II)
Let me teach you how to enjoy your ass and asshole. I will show you how to experience ultimate pleasure from the space between your legs.I must confess now that I had never answered a sexual ad before. Yes, I read them and mulled them over, but I only circled and called the romantic, dream-date ones. And as for sex, I’d always found enough action at the bars or the clubs or on the street or from the dating ads that I hadn’t ever needed to turn to the “Sex Only” personals as an outlet. My goal was to find a worthwhile long-term relationship or at least someone who would stick around after the third date, not someone who wanted to stick their sticky fingers up my butt in order to get their rocks off. Nonetheless, I circled the ad, part nostalgic over my lost boyfriend and part curious about whether I should really consider a new method to snare a new one. A few days later, when I was leaving voice mail messages for all of my potential dream dates, I decided, oh, well, what the hell, le
Watch Me Explode, Daddy BUTT PLAY(I)
There was a time in my life when I became a virgin again. It was during a period when a lot of things were going wrong—or rather, a lot of people were disappearing from me without saying goodbye. Those who weren’t disappearing were afraid that they would be disappearing soon themselves, too. And so, instead of waiting to see if I was going to vanish as well, I sequestered myself. I drew those willowy pink chenille curtains of mine closed, locked those overpainted louvered window gates up tighter than a chastity belt, and decided to hide in the dark away from it all until it was safe to go back out in the sunlight again. It never really got safe again, you know. Things never really got better, but I learned how to adjust to them. I learned to peek through the slats and wear sunglasses and hats and whatever other protective gear I could get my body into when I went outside.But then one day I found myself no longer fretting about my self-imposed exile and back out in the sun again—in Sh
Watch Me Explode, Daddy Swinging My Ass for Alberto(III)
He offered no more explanation, so I went ahead and tried it, assuming that’s what he wanted me to do. I stood up and leaned forward to take a swing, and it was much easier to keep the head of the mallet focused where I wanted it to go. I wasn’t entirely convinced it was the size of the mallet, however—except for the fact that the shorter mallet was, as a consequence, lighter. I’d just spent a good twenty minutes swinging that first mallet, so I felt some of my skill had simply come from my own practice.I took another swing with the new mallet, and then another. Alberto didn’t say anything, just watched me from beneath those dark, brooding eyes. I kept practicing. Occasionally he would comment, in the form of an instruction: “Slow down the swing.” “Lift your arm higher.”“Take off your jeans.”I looked at him, surprised. Had I heard him correctly? My heart was beating so fast I could almost hear it rev; I could hear nothing else. At last, this was the moment I’d been hoping for. Then
Watch Me Explode, Daddy COLLECTION 4: DIRTY AFFAIRS WITH MY NEIGHBOR(I)
I was sick and tired of feeling sick and tired. My husband, the philandering piece of shit that he is, was living with his girlfriend in Pittsburg now of all places. I still lived in New York and my career was going well but the divorce left me feeling flat, fat and alone. I had made out pretty well
Watch Me Explode, Daddy STOLEN ORGASM (IX)
Mark manages a reasonably expressive grunt, his sole contribution to the discussion.I may have been asleep, I'm not certain. When next I open my eyes both men are fully dressed, though I somehow seem to have found my way intoMark's arms. He holds me close against his chest, his fingers idly combi
Watch Me Explode, Daddy STOLEN ORGASM(VIII)
I lean forward and lay my mouth across his, this time thrusting my tongue between his lips. He sucks on it and wraps his arms around my shoulders to pull me in closer. It occurs to me that Mark must have won the toss, though Greg seems to have warmed to his part in the proceedings too.There's a wa
Watch Me Explode, Daddy STOLEN ORGASM(VII)
He removes his hand from my dripping pussy. "No, I think you can wait a bit longer yet." Mark has transferred his attention to my lower body, flogging the fronts of my thighs and now moving back up towards my core. He flicks the strands across my widespread inner thighs now, angling his wrist to ca
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