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Fair Trade

Written by Her. (He whispered) ‘good morning baby girl.. ‘ Before I was even awakened, I could already feel the sheets being dragged upwards from my ankle, in the direction his hand was moving along my leg. As he passed my knee, my thighs instinctively widened, as if...

Itchy Hand

‘Daddy, can I give you a massage?’ ‘Sure.’ I replied while lying chest-down in the bed, back completely sore after six hours of uncomfortable bus ride. Without looking at her, I just tilted my head across the pillow and felt her hands on my back, applying pressure at...

Incestuous Entanglement

‘Don’t remove the blindfold ah Daddy! Not until we are in the room.’ ‘Ok ok. I’m listening to you.’ To think that our two children have taken time to plan our 30th anniversary celebration for us, they certainly touched me at a spot I have not felt in a long time. It...

Daddy’s Love

‘Ashlyn?’ ‘Jason?’ ‘Yeah.’ Lying on the bed in front of him was his sugar baby, the one he had spent weeks talking to, assessing her potential for someone being able to keep secrets, be discreet, and provide more company than sex. Over their brief encounter (online),...

Playing Ground

Sitting down at the bench of the playground under my block, I could have guessed what he was going to ask when mum had a really long talk with him the last night. Until I heard him speak up for me during the talk that almost turned into an argument, I thought my dad...
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