"I have to go," Alexis whispered in my ear as her vagina slowly ceased its spasms on my fingers and her tongue ran lightly up my neck. My other hand was cupping one of her large breasts and I was slowly running my thumb over her nipple. "I have an on-line class in less than an hour," she explained before she kissed me and ran her tongue to my ear. Alexis sl...
1 I was at the hair salon, getting shampooed, not thinking about my new tattoos, when salon girl lifts my hair. "What the hell? Slave 37..? Really?" She held my head, trapped in the shampoo sink, and slid her hand down into my blouse, under my bra, cupping my breast and my suddenly hard nipple. My eyes were wide, I was rigid, but not screaming and not st...
Author's Note: This is based on an actual event that happened to me. * I walked into the nail salon on a seemingly uneventful Tuesday, hoping to kill some time before going home to my gay roommate and his drama. All I really wanted was a pedicure, but I got so much more in the end. I'd never been to this nail salon, but decided to try it after the other As...
This story seems to have taken on a life of its own. Each time I write the final chapter a new one appears as if from nowhere. Who knows where it will end. Thanks to all my readers, I hope you enjoy this latest. ***** The next morning I rose and had a leisurely bath before dressing carefully in an expensive business suit with a plain white silk blouse. It...
Kim's next destination was the Beauty Salon. She had been thinking about a hair trim, a pedicure and a manicure, she was going to pamper herself. She wanted tonight to be perfect for Keith tonight, she was going to be as hot as she could be! She walked into the salon, the little bell tinkling behind her. The owner looked up at her and smiled. "Hi there Kim!...
This was my first attempt at adult fiction, written back in 2003 as a piece of fan-art for a now defunct website I used to subscribe to. This is part 1 and there are two other parts that form the whole sordid tale. Any feedback would be gratefully received and if there is a demand I will publish the other two parts. This is a totally fictional tale of extr...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
People who know me will know that I'm a regular customer of that so-called famous waxing salon in town. Every month I will go there for my Brazilian waxing. I'm well known for being a bitch if I don't get service that is up to my standard. It's the time of the month to get my regular wax; I arrived at the salon 10 minutes before my appointment. The moment I...
"Okay now the hard part," chirped Gracie. Gracie was Nicole's hairdresser, and for all intents and purposes mine as well. Ever since Susan blackmailed me into a lesbian relationship with her cousin Nicole I have been trapped as Nicole's sex slave. Forced to act the way she wants, dress the way she wants and even have my hair and makeup done the way she want...
Long, flowing tresses forming a curtain of hair down her back. That's how Caroline profiled herself in Internet Chat rooms. She was proud of her long hair, and was careful to keep it trimmed at the ends, shiny and well-conditioned. At school the boys had thought it incredibly sexy. But, to tell the truth, now she had no interest in boys, well..... To Shona,...