The masseur looked up as the Sandy came in. He had seen her around the club before, but never here in his private massage room -- and here she was, dressed for her work, but with her hair still platted from her morning run. Simon, the masseur explained that it was a service that he provided for those special ladies - those who had come for refreshment and r...
[There is some very mild bathroom play in this story so if that offends anyone, they should stop here. All characters are well over 18--actually in their 20s at least.] Karen managed to leave work early Tuesday and made her way home to the spacious apartment she shared with her great friend Emily. Three other women also lived with them there; all were sub...
The dinner party seems to be going very well. My vantage point is limited, of course; David and his seven guests are seated at the table, and I'm in harness on a wheeled cart off to the side. I'm blindfolded, but the conversation is cordial and the food smells wonderful. Veal, I think. But I ate earlier. I'm kneeling, naked, on the long, low cart. My wris...
Dedicated to Mrs. Tempinsanity, my muse Sorry I did not get your name the other day when we met, but we were in a big hurry, remember. I was so surprised when I opened the door to the small men's room at the bar, and there you sat on the toilet with a surprised look on your face. I could tell you had been drinking a lot by the strong stream of piss you were...
We would be having breakfast together, laughing and joking around the way we usually do sitting close to each other... Then you'd motion me to slip into your lap and I do so, You're wearing a t shirt and casual jeans, for working around the house, and you smell delicious, your breath smells of morning coffee and I've always loved your after shave. I nuzzle...
Chapter 1: Fuse Is Lit For A Strange Transformation "Bommi is holding the handsome fellow's hands." The woman who spoke was a surprise. The old fashioned way she wore her sari, the glitter of her nose rings, the kumkum dot on her forehead, and more kumkum in the middle at the hairline proclaimed that she was an orthodox Hindu. The surprise was the half fill...
Day 1 It was hot outside; I was sweating standing still, the August sun reflecting off the white sand, blinding anyone foolish enough to have forgotten sunglasses. My name is Alissa, and I work as a server for a catering company. I started two months ago, right after I turned eighteen. I only started working to save money so that when I left for college I w...
Lisa rubbed the back of her neck as the bus pulled into the bus station and finally revved down. It took several minutes for all the other passengers at the front of the luxury coach to disembark, but finally Lisa felt comfortable standing up and getting off the bus. For a moment, she couldn't recall what backwater hick-town they were stopping in, but when...
I was nervous. I always felt nervous when coming to see you, but today I felt even more so. Today was after our conversation; when we both lay in our respective beds, mile and miles away, after I asked you what I meant to you. Now I'm reassured... more secure in my 'identity', but still nervous. You always make me a bit nervous. I walked off the ferry and sh...
This story contains elements of tease, denial, and incest. If you dislike stories where the women are strong and dominant and the men serve and are submissive, then go find another story to read and criticize. I lay down on the bed, naked except for the stainless steel cock cage. My wife Sue wore an extremely low-cut dark blue dress. She didn't have a blous...