You can call me easy. You can call me a slut. I do. But one thing I never thought I would find myself in the middle...
Writing is a way that I confess a lot of the sluttiest, naughtiest things that I’ve done. If you’ve read my blog or now my ebooks,...
Looking for something naughty to read tonight? I have a new story for you to enjoy. It’s based on a true story, just the names and...
Buy now on Amazon. After taking too long of a break from writing, I’m getting back into it. This time I’m writing about an adventure I...
Senior year in college, Alex and I had tried dating for a week or two. However, we never had sex. At that point we made better...
I don’t know where the idea came from. My boyfriend and I were planning our lunch break rendezvous through a series of increasingly explicit texts. It...
That summer, my best friend was house sitting her aunt’s house most of the summer. It became a party house. I was there almost every day...
“I dare you to flash to the next truck we pass.” My boyfriend at the time grinned as he took a hand off the steering wheel...
Public sex at one point was a necessity when there was nowhere private avaiable. Late night quickies in the backseats of cars in high school. Sex...
Over Thanksgiving break, I ran into an old friend from high school. His name is Kevin. We actually didn’t just run into each other. We went...
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