The Deviants of Dorchester – Episode 8: Peek-A-Boo

"High Tea at the Dorchester led to a new dress and a whole new experience!"

Leave it to Ryan and myself to plan a London adventure during the hottest summer across the pond. But there was sweltering heat back home too, so we figured we might as well be melting here while touring Big Ben....

Paradise Lost and Found

"Darcy just knew divorce was their next step, but could a Polynesian ritual save their marriage?"

If this was paradise, Darcy was gravely disappointed. They left Kansas in the wee hours of the morning, planning to arrive in time to enjoy drinks on the beach. Instead, they were being hurried through the gravel path, in the...

The Deviants of Dorchester – Episode 4: Jack-of-all-Trades, Master of Her

"He calls her ma'am by day; she calls him Sir at night."

Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!Claudette closed her eyes as the hot water flowed over her face and shoulders, washing the last remnants of his cum from her cheeks and lips.Thwap! Thwap! Thwap!Steam enveloped her curvy body as her nipples hardened just thinking...

He Has No More Words For Me

"When the words end, only darkness remains"

A blackness shrouds my world.Tears fall like raindrops in an eternal storm, unable to be dammed.Shards of my devastated heart litter the ground;useless splinters of the shattered future I had once seen in his magical vision.My home is gone.His eyes...

His Language Has No Words

"Have you ever known a love so deep, no words were needed?"

I gaze into the pool of natural colors gleaming under his glasses.The mixed hues of foliage and bark, with hints of the sun shining through,speak warmly to me, Come Hither, and Follow Me.I search but find no reason not to...

Could the Pizza Guy Be My Valentine?

"Alone in a new city, pizza on the way, and there is a knock at the door. Anything could happen!"

Moving boxes stare me in the face like the ominous ghosts of the future. Stacked two and three boxes high I have no idea where to start and I’m thinking about procrastinating one more night. But I desperately need to...

The Morning Text

"Was this change from familiar romancing to unfamiliar ravaging a good thing or a bad thing?"

This morning I awake in the warm rays of the soft morning light shining through the windows. I sense the emptiness in the bed next to me and sigh, remembering that you mentioned you had an early meeting this morning.As...