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This chapter is a little bit longer, and has some more nastiness in it, but brings me to the end of what I had written so far. I will keep churning out material, as I know where the story is going, and there are lots of jumping off points from there. But it will likely slow down as I have to write it, and then edit it. I do have a few days coming in the next couple of weeks to write, but I also have a job. Thanks for all the comments that have come so far. This might surprise some, but I am a religious person, a family man, and a committed husband. Although the pretext for this story is a little bit far-fetched, I admit, I do plan to deepen the characters, and have them wrestle with what it means to be a spiritual, sexual, relational person, while still keeping the action hot. I think my faith has missed the boat on this, and I hope to generate dialogue with others about how to synergize these real parts of ourselves. For those who are wondering about the inspiration of this story, I

Week three of the lockdown started like the two before; confusion about what day it was, lack of motivation to do anything and to top it all off, it was raining. Life in a college town without students border lines on being a ghost town. Most everyone in the apartment complex I live in has moved out, including my roommate. While fortunate enough to be able to work remotely, living in a large building with only a handful of people is remarkably lonely. Outside of work, I go days without speaking to anyone and even when I do, the mask makes it completely unbearable. My days mirror each other almost down to the minute. Wake up, make breakfast, work, watch tv, drink until bedtime. Rinse and repeat. The small pleasures in life rise to a new level of importance, especially the guilty ones. A good cigar, or bottle of booze, a pint of ice cream and a good jerk-off make the days livable. That was the agenda for tonight; a good storylined porno and taking the time to go slow to get off. Having

Hello again! It has been a really long year for me which so much drama in life due to COVID but I have finally made a return to writing! Once again, I made a gif board of inspiration on sex.com on my account dirtydarc. Check it out if you appreciate visuals along with your reading. ~ I woke up and instantly froze. This was not my bed. I tried to move and freeze again. There was someone else in this bed. Their arms were tight around my waist, keeping me in their embrace. The memories came flooding back of Brody and I fucking and me begging for affection afterward. Embarrassment washed over me as I remembered how desperate I was for his attention. I was whoring myself out for the person who assaulted me. Brody groaned and tightened his grip on me. "What time is it?" He asked in his gruff morning voice. "I don't know, I don't know where my phone is," I whispered. He let go of me and flipped over. I was cold from the lack of Brody's body heat as he checke

Nadine and I had known each other slightly for years, our paths occasionally crossing in the smallish community we live in. Not friends, really -- just a casual conversation once in a while when we happened to meet. And maybe just the slightest spark of something else, a hint of possibility not even tacitly acknowledged. Then one day coincidence brought us both to the same Thai place for a late lunch. Very late, actually, as the serving area was about to close for the afternoon and there were only a few people still eating. So naturally we chose to eat together, selecting the closest booth, which was in the back corner. We sat facing each other and made the usual small talk between people whose connection is long but not particularly deep: recent activities, mutual friends and acquaintances, etc. But something about our situation - isolated in a dark corner of the restaurant -- lent itself to a gradual opening up of the conversation to a more personal level. The topic gradually shift

We're getting near the end of our saga, people. A big life change takes place in this part of Eva and Jon's story. There is still some sex in this chapter, but the story itself is much more prominent. It looks like there will be one more chapter after this. The only thing I'll share is that Eva and Jon continue to be a very loyal and very loving couple, right to the end. And very happy together. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX A few days after New Years (and Cammy's wedding) was my birthday and I was treated like a King. Well, a minor potentate, without the autocracy. I was a benevolent husband-father. Breakfast in bed, including real bacon instead of turkey bacon! Then my kids gave me tickets to a concert, a Bruce Springsteen show at what's now called the Wells Fargo Center in South Philly, for all six of us (Cammy and Kyle included) for April. And Rachel gave me a white rose and a wonderful hug and kiss. That might have been the best present I g