1. I’m twelve years old the first time I meet Alan. His best friend Cliff is my first boyfriend, my first kiss. We’re all in 7th grade. The three of us are inseparable. Cliff is tall and seri...
One afternoon, Alex leans in the doorway of my office, holding coffee from Starbucks. She says I must be busy, working, going to school, planning a wedding. Thanking her, I sip the cappuccino th...
I say, “I want to see too.” Mister props the full length mirror sideways against the dresser. “That’s so fucking hot,” he says, “I like that you want to see yourself.” I’m on my...
https://daisydanger.com/2010/06/04/bring-the-mirror-over-here/
1. Shaun is model-pretty, he mostly just fucks older married women, but he says I’m fun. It’s Homecoming night, my Budweiser soaked blue gown is flipped up over my waist. Heavily scented with...
I’m in the middle of a bad divorce. No one has ever told me that it’s okay to be kinky. Up until now, I was lucky to have my wrists inexpertly bound together once every few years. I have a s...
Anya is on my right. We are naked, holding each other. Michael pounds into her, hard. He looks deep into my eyes while he fucks her. Her tits are creamy pale, bigger and rounder than mine. As I f...
https://daisydanger.com/2010/05/17/there-are-three-of-us-crammed-into-michaels-twin-bed/