An Ontario Rogues Night Out The year was 2001. At that time my life sucked in about 8 different ways. I was looking for a new experience of some sort. I ended up on the chats. A woman I found in my area, Hamilton, was named Cathy. I blind messaged her to talk. She said ok, but no “sex talk!”, she wasn’t like that. I was good with that. So we started to talk on and off over a few weeks. At some point I asked for her picture. She was reluctant, but sent me one. Just head and shoulders.…

* * * * * * WARNING: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION ANY SIMILARITIES OR RESEMBLANCES … IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM … TO ANY LIVING OR DECEASED INDIVIDUAL(S) and THE PREDICTION OF TECHOLOGICAL PROGRESS …ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. * * * * * * The year that followed my 19th birthday was very difficult indeed. My utter fixations onto oral, manual, anal and vaginal sex conjured to give me bouts of orgasmic convulsions, complete with the involuntary ejaculations of massive loads of seminal fluids in my pants. Poor me had to wear adult diapers just to prevent the cum…

I was born in rural Quebec. I was only 7 when my dad perished in a car accident. They said he had gotten drunk and that he bled a lot. So much so, that the medics could not save him. As a young boy, I remember my mom working 2 jobs to support us. In time, she applied at the schoolboard and later, she allowed to type for the top boss at the board. By the time I was 14, I started high school I was way pass puberty, complete with the urge to ejaculate at least once a day.…

MY MOM PIMPED ME THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. I was sow 20, still living at home, still living in sin. I was in the shower with my mom. We were in the thrall is incest when she pulled her hands off me and said… “Philippe, you need to get a job ... Get an elevator attendant job if you have too, what’s wrong with that? It’s not complicated, besides you got to meet new people … I…

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL. I was now 21, still living with my mom, still living in sin. My hours at the Vagiani had beed reduced. My job was still on, but I only worked part time on call. The maintenance Man … That was my new title. 3 to 5 maintenance calls per week, 5 hours per call. That was more than enough money. To avoid loosing clients. I auctioned the maintenance slots to the highest paying…

OFFICER CLARISSA was a bright new addition to the City Police department. The bright-eyed bushy tailed Twenty two year old was fresh out of the police academy and enthusiastic about cleaning up the streets of the big city. Her first series of assignments to park patrol on foot and some patrols in the downtown area resulted several arrests of gangbangers and muggers. These criminals much to their dismay often underestimated her. Her favorite group to arrest were the black gangs from the ghettos called The Boyz.The Boyz, controlling all the turf west of the park for 10 blocks were a…

The morning after the hotel night still felt like a fever dream. Kiran could still taste jiju on her tongue, could still feel the ghost of his fingers digging bruises into her hips while she was bent over the backseat, tits swinging free, moaning like a cheap porn clip. Vikram had driven them the whole way—steady hands on the wheel, eyes flicking to the rear-view mirror every time jiju told her to “open wider, baby.” She’d come twice with Vikram’s reflection watching, and once more when jiju shoved her head down and finished in her mouth. The driver had never…

The morning after the hotel night still felt like a fever dream.Kiran could still taste jiju on her tongue, could still feel the ghost of his fingers digging bruises into her hips while she was bent over the backseat, tits swinging free, moaning like a cheap porn clip. Vikram had driven them the whole way—steady hands on the wheel, eyes flicking to the rear-view mirror every time jiju told her to “open wider, baby.” She’d come twice with Vikram’s reflection watching, and once more when jiju shoved her head down and finished in her mouth. The driver had never said…

I was in my early teens and I lived with my grandmother and in the summer I went to live with my aunt and uncle. my uncle was in the army and he would go over seas for months and come home for a couple of weeks and my uncle wasn't friendly and he had a mean side and when he was home .my aunt and uncle would fight and I would go into my room until things cool down and my uncle really didn't like me staying with them and my aunt loved me because she didn't have any…

It’s probably been 15 years since I’ve seen you and maybe 10 years since I’ve thought about you. However, you have been on my mind as of late. I recently had surgery and I was thinking about when you came to visit me in the hospital while I recovered from the same thing I had surgery for. You brought me plants in the tackiest planter ever, but I kept it forever because it was from you. Do you remember that? Why did you come visit me? Me of all people. Do you remember when I would bring you grande no…