I set a homemade apple muffin next to Daddy’s travel mug. He pauses to kiss me and squeezes my round bottom. “Happy anniversary! I’m going to miss you today, Daddy.” “Happy anniversary, baby girl. Eleven years.” “I wish you didn’t have to go to work today, Daddy.” “Unfortunately, I have some important meetings this morning. But before I go, I have a surprise for you. It’s been a while since I’ve given you some tasks.” I p...

The next date on the tour was a big one: the Amphi festival in Cologne, Germany. An established festival that brought in thirteen thousand people. It was by some distance the biggest gig we had ever played. We hired a van, and it took 10 hours to drive from Sheffield. We arrived tired but excited, wandered around the massive site acclimatising ourselves, watched a few bands and settled for the night. Singer Sarah and her...

Ok. It's me again, Amy. I don't know how this happened. I've spent my whole adult life being the one in control. The men who tried to make time with me were always either entitled assholes or worthless supplicants begging for my attention. And that's why I've gone after hetero women and given them a proper lovemaking experience. Last time I wrote about one of those nights. What's happened now... well, it has me questionin...

“Thanks for staying behind and helping out.” I look up from the sticky coffee table to find Willow holding a trash bag. She’s smiling at me. Which makes me feel a bit sad for her? “No big deal.” I shrug. “Yeah, well I still appreciate it.” She disappears out the front door, hair bouncing as she goes. She’s been growing it out and it reaches her shoulders now. Suits her much better than the buzz cut she used to rock. Not a...

Finley was married and has a ten-year-old child and a seven-year-old child. I was single and lived two doors down in a quiet suburban neighborhood. I owned a landscaping business, and she was my accountant. She worked from a small office in her home. She was a petite redhead at only 5'-0" tall. I was a large fit man at 6'6". Her tits were just slight bumps on her chest. Her ass was tiny, but shapely. My chest, shoulders a...

“Thanks for staying behind and helping out.” I look up from the sticky coffee table to find Willow holding a trash bag. She’s smiling at me. Which makes me feel a bit sad for her? “No big deal.” I shrug. “Yeah, well I still appreciate it.” She disappears out the front door, hair bouncing as she goes. She’s been growing it out and it reaches her shoulders now. Suits her much better than the buzz cut she used to rock. Not a...

Between this job and college, I don’t how I am going to survive. I have classes till two in the afternoon, then work four nights a week and one day on the weekend. To say the least, my social life sucks. I live on campus but have been thinking about moving back home to save some money. The pizza delivery driver’s job is not hard, but sometimes the people you meet leave a lot to be desired. I sometimes work on Fridays till...