All Chapters of Watch Me Explode, Daddy: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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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

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

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,

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

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

Scissoring the Suspect(I)

It was a slow Saturday night in the town. Camden Falls wasn’t big—with a population of 25,000 or so—and right now it seemed as if most of them had already gone to bed. I was in my police cruiser by myself; my partner, Officer James, had called in sick for the first time in years. Instead of calling for a temporary replacement, I just told the Sergeant I’d just as soon work my shift alone. Part of it was that I liked the solitude, and part of it was being an attractive lesbian female officer. Most guys wouldn’t ride with me because they thought I was probably some sort of militant feminist who hated men; some were just uncomfortable with strong, confident women in general. James was the exception, so if I couldn’t ride with him, I’d just go solo tonight.“Officer Holden?” a voice cracked over the radio. I grabbed the receiver and replied. “Officer Holden here.”“We’ve got a call about some teenagers down by the river. The lady across the river road called it in.”“10-4, I’ll roll over

Scissoring the Suspect(II)

It was starting to sink in that she wasn’t going to get out of this. She stopped struggling. “I’m really sorry, officer.”“I.D.” I repeated.She looked around for a moment. “I think my purse is over there, on the floor.”“Go and get it,” I said, starting to let her up, “and if you think you’re going to run away, let me remind you that I can run a five-minute mile, and—” I said, nodding towards the ground where her purse was, “I’ll still have your I.D.” With that I let go of her.The girl seemed calmer now. And there was a hint of mischievousness in her as she looked at me. She moved over to where her purse was and then bent over to pick it up, a lot slower than was necessary. The skirt rode up again to show her tiny pink panties. I almost gasped aloud.“Whoops,” she said, turning her head back toward me and noticing my expression.She stood up with her purse and turned back around. She could see I was a bit flustered. She smoothed her skirt back down, then reached into her small billf

Scissoring the Suspect(III)

She pressed her body against mine. “And then?” I could feel her warmth even through the uniform.“Then I’ll clock out for a few hours and go home,” I leaned over and kissed her again, “and then we’ll play it by ear…”“I don’t think I can wait that long,” she whispered.“Oh, trust me, it’ll be worth it…”I dropped her off at my place, a small bungalow in the Heights neighborhood, gave her the door code and instructions on how to disarm the alarm. She smiled and kissed me on the cheek as she hopped out of the car.“Don’t be long,” she said and turned to head in. I watched her perfectly shaped ass bounce up the sidewalk toward the house. My mouth watered.I went back and cleaned up everything that I thought would be incriminating and headed back to the station to drop my patrol car off. I reported that all the delinquent teens had taken off, and that I needed to take a couple hours of personal time and would be back on patrol a little later that night.I narrowly avoided a couple of acci

Scissoring the Suspect(IV)

I pulled my tongue out of her pussy and said, “You are going to take it in the ass, Kelly… like the little slut you are…”I worked the head into her butthole, slowly at first, but once she loosened up a bit, slid it in almost all the way to the rubber balls.“Ahhhh…” she shrieked. “It’s so big… be gentle.”The lube was doing its trick and soon I was sliding the huge dong in and out of her little asshole with ease.“That’s it baby, take it all.”With my other hand, I used my thumb to massage her clit. Soon she was shuddering with pleasure, moving her ass back and forth to meet my thrusts.“I’m cumming…” she shrieked.She bucked against my hand a few times and collapsed on her stomach, breathing heavily. The dong popped out of her hole as she lay there, her thighs quivering with delight.I was incredibly turned on now. I rolled over next to her on the bed and wiggled out of my bra and panties.“Now, baby, lick my pussy…”She looked like she wanted to take a nap but she could tell by the

Blackmail Turns Orgy(I)

Both Danielle and I laughed as we fell out of the elevator onto our residence floor. It was after hours, and since it was a Saturday night over a holiday break, most of the other girls were home enjoying some time with their families. I had to work over the break at the on-campus gym, and my roommate’s family had taken a trip out of the country, so she decided to keep me company.We were laughing mostly because we both had had a little too much to drink down at the Showhouse Saloon, a regular haunt for State College students. I was only eighteen, while Danielle was nineteen—both of us freshmen.I rolled over on my side and got up unsteadily. Danni helped me up. “Rachel, you have to be more careful,” she said, trying to look serious, then she burst out laughing.Apparently she had had a little more to drink than me, although it was pretty close to a tie. Normally we wouldn’t be allowed in the bar. All we had to do was dress a little slutty and show some skin and any one of the bouncers

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