I am not fabulous Although I can be I do like glitter When I was younger I used to wear it like kisses The ones planted, not only on my lips, but all over my body And I don’t wear lipstick Except when I do And I am not your fantasy girl The married lesbian who Might just This once Want to get it on with your dick We won’t talk about the last guy who thought that Nor what he said when I laughed at him Or what happened afte...

I love shopping, I really love it when it's for something appropriate for our local upcoming Pride Day festival! It’s only the fifth one and each has gotten wilder than the last. Well, except for last year’s, which was canceled like so many 2020 events. So on this lovely Saturday, I found myself downtown trying to hunt down something that would work well for me. I tried to convince my Mistress we should go shopping togeth...

At last, the ball gag was removed, leaving a rubbery feeling in Mark’s cheeks and teeth. The invasive sensation in his mouth was gone although it hadn’t hurt half as much as the butt plug being forcefully inserted into his anus. Moving his jaw in an attempt to ease the discomfort, he tried to make out the feeling of his protesting sphincter clenching the polished steel. In all his self-honesty, he had to admit, he just re...

Justin looked around nervously at the wonderous costumes and people behind them who walked from event to event at Dingaling City's annual pride parade. This was Justin's first time, having been raised in a conservative environment that would blush at such events, as he was doing so now.  "Okay," thought Justin, "what first?"  He was trembling in the heat of the summer, his light blue cotton button-up was showing telltale...

12 Years Ago, High School I took a deep breath before I went into my house. My dad was the first one to see me. “Hey kiddo! You’re home early, you all good?” I shrugged and nodded to Dad, then took a couple more steps into the living room and saw Mom on the couch, checking her Instagram for the latest Yorkie updates; she was obsessed with Yorkshire Terriers. Without even looking up, she addressed me. “Date didn't go so we...

June 1969... They erected two tents, maintaining the pretense. When Tom crept into Hank's tent, the moon hid, leaving their forbidden act to the shadows.  Both unfastened pants with hurried fingers, bodies expressing the inexpressible. Both eager for the fuck denied them. Repressed urges erupted into crazed fucking. Nature's an ally as cicadas concealed their grunts.  They dreaded the return to their appropriate wives.  J...

I’m having sex like a heterosexual... I suppose from the outside that makes sense, since I’m heterosexually married, but my wife and I are bisexual. And for the most part, we won’t shut up about it. To answer the follow-up question, we are polyamorous, and yes, some bisexuals are capable of monogamy. We just don’t consider ourselves in that category. What I mean to say with some amount of pride is that since my wife caugh...

I walk down the busy street; my heart is pounding with nervousness and excitement. It is pride month, and I usually would be going to an event or a celebration, but today I had a date. I stumble and trip on my open-toed sandals. I glance down to make sure my red-nail polished pedicure is still intact. I arrive at a famous coffee shop in downtown, a little early. I look at my reflection in the window. I worked hard on my h...