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When the Call Goes Wonky

Phones Are Not Perfect!

Say you are talking to me, sharing deep & secret fantasies you have never told another soul before… and then the phone goes dead and we are cut off from each other.

You ask, “Are you there? Daphne?!”

And I don’t answer.

What do you think?

“Ack! I must . . . → Read More: When the Call Goes Wonky

The Hand Job

Fuck, I love giving hand jobs.

Reaching Out

It’s so nice to touch your cock when it is still flaccid, soft and gooshy.

I love feeling it… making it… go from a putty consistency to a really, really ripe peach, to a ripe peach and then a deliciously firm peach. (I especially can . . . → Read More: The Hand Job

Ballet Class: Tippy-Toes

When the girls in the classroom learn to stand on their toes, it is called en pointe.

Where’s the Point?

But, my little submissive, at his size and shape, wasn’t ever going to get up on his tippy-toes.

And they all knew it. He told me how he tried, over and over to . . . → Read More: Ballet Class: Tippy-Toes

Dinner Party Contest: A Win for ALL! (Part 2)

In Dinner Party Contest: A Win for ALL! (Part 1), I began the story of seduction of three vanilla friends of my play friend couple.

Here’s how the scoring stands at the moment:

Kissing – 2 points for me Pants or dress off Underwear off When genitals come out to play – 2 points . . . → Read More: Dinner Party Contest: A Win for ALL! (Part 2)

Dinner Party Contest: A Win for ALL! (Part 1)

Short Story: I FUCKING WON! (Twice!)

Last night I wrote about my Dinner Party Contest I was readying myself to attend. It was a Contest we were having to see who could corrupt the unsuspecting 3 guests the fastest and most completely.

Let’s review:

Our goal… the race… the CONTEST, if you will… is . . . → Read More: Dinner Party Contest: A Win for ALL! (Part 1)

The Contest: Preparations

So I am going to a dinner party tonight… a scripted, pre-choreographed and twisted dinner where my male-female playfriends (we play regularly) and I are hosting three unsuspecting friends of theirs.

The Contest Rules

My couple-friends and I met a few days ago, just chatting and having drinks, the dinner in a few . . . → Read More: The Contest: Preparations