My dating & sex life in very graphic detail | 18+
Friends, I’ve got an embarrassing story to tell you, and it resulted in… well, that the title says: I hid in an alleyway. It all started yesterday, when I got a text, totally out of the blue, from Number 5: The Fireman.
Read MoreI was young and dumb when I met Number 5, The Fireman. He was young and dumb too, but somehow, I always looked even younger and dumber compared to him. He both intrigued and intimidated me from the first moment we met, full of ideas and plans to “take over the world.”
Read MoreI try not to have regrets, but one of the biggest regrets of my life is that time I cheated on The Fireman. It was a terrible move, done for reasons I can’t explain, and it started the downfall of a relationship that I actually wanted to last forever. How it started Fireman and I been together for around eight or nine months when Goth Boy sent me a text message, totally out of the blue. “Hey, I’m home for the weekend. Fancy a drink and a catch up?” I…
Read MoreA few nights after The Fireman found out that I’d cheated on him with Goth Boy, he arrived on my doorstep in the middle of the night, drunk out of his mind. He almost woke up the whole street as he banged on the door and yelled at the top of his lungs. One of the neighbours called the police on him, and he eventually left. I’m guessing he spent the night in the drunk tank; though, I never asked.
Read MoreToday, friends, I’d like to tell you the spicy little story of that time I asked my boyfriend to fuck me on the pool table… in his new place of work. It’s a story of laughs, fucks, and absolutely terrible timing, so settle in and get comfortable. Fuck me on the pool table “Let me show you inside,” he said to me, taking me by the hand and signalling for me to be quiet. I had to stifle a giggle. We were drunk, of course, and one of us –…
Read MoreThe Fireman and I had been to a themed party, dressed in our fanciest gear. I’d worn the prettiest, floatiest dress and the highest espadrilles I owned. He’d worn a very smart suit with that grey tie that I couldn’t take my eyes off – long before Christian Grey made it a thing.
Read MoreThe Fireman and I had planned a naughty night in. We were going to have the house to ourselves for the first time in a while, you see, and we wanted to make the absolute most of it. We thought we had everything covered… and we did… until his mum walked in.
Read MoreRelaxing back into the bed I pondered the new sensation. The more he stuffed inside me, the more aroused I became, and I almost lost my mind when he gently sucked my clit into his mouth. It was almost too multi-sensory – his mouth on my clit, my lace thong inside me, his hands gripping my thighs so hard that I was sure I’d find bruises the next day…
Read MoreI slipped behind the curtain of the changing room, holding the white corset like it was the most precious thing in the world. It took me a while to get to grips with the hook-and-eye fastenings that ran down the front, and once I’d done it up, I could barely breathe, but… wow. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and barely recognised my own figure. Where had that hourglass come from?!
Read MoreI think that fucking pager was a novelty at first. Look at my boyfriend, he’s such an important man – a HERO! My heart would race whenever it went off, and I’d do the jobs that he’d reserved for me: trainers by the front door, keys on the couch, can of Red Bull next to them. It was a ritual that we become accustomed to, a job I was proud to do.
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