Ned made his way from his residential suite to the coaching tune-up suite at the junior facility. His assignment was Portia to whom he would give an Evaluation Assessment. Grueling as the long junior assessments were, Ned still liked to see a student's full range of skills accumulated over three terms at the Academy. As he waited in the suite, Portia was...
I had a long day and my back was stiff from all the work. He offered me a back massage and I somehow managed to remove my shirt before flopping face down on my bed. He poured some oil and started rubbing his fingers expertly on my back and shoulders, removing all the knots. My skin tingled everywhere his fingers danced. He wasn't doing anything extra to arou...
I didn't want to fuck. I needed some female attention but intercourse seemed a step too far. I searched for massage parlours on the internet and discovered there was one only two hundred metres from my flat. From their website is was clear that they provided happy endings. There were also photographs of the women who worked there. They all looked glamourous...
"Clean me," she said. Her tone was expectant. There was no need to negotiate or ask nicely. The time for sultry voices was over. They fucked and they came. He was spent, and she was satisfied. She was also dripping wet with their aftersex. She was simply opting for him to clean her with his mouth. Cleaning her after sex was a simple service he provided, w...
She is asleep in their guest room, just coming to the end of a beautiful dream. The door opens, she thinks it is the dream; there is someone in the room, she thinks it is the dream; the touch comes softly and gently on her arm, she knows he is there. She keeps her eyes closed and waits for the next move. He straightens her arm, unfolds her hands so that the...
Sometimes I like to give myself a treat, y'know, give myself a break from all the hustle and bustle of college life. I call it Me Time, and time is the operative word, because I give myself all the time I need. When I decide to pamper myself, I make sure my schedule is clear, and the phone is off the hook. The last thing I want is to be interupted - it kill...
(True Story) M/F A few years ago I was on a second date with this beautiful Latina girl. She was in her early thirties, 130 pounds, long straight brown hair to the middle of her back, brown eyes, and had great feet. Her toes were perfectly tapered. This was our second date, and we were sitting in my truck after dinner in a public parking lot at about 10:0...
PART 1 I blush characteristically as Alyssa approaches the sound booth. Together with by best friend Chris and cousin Diana, I operate the booth on Sunday mornings, keeping the performance of the praise band crisp. The whiteness of Alyssa's skin seems almost political, I think, as if only a Republican would have the gall to be so pale in an age so inter...
Slowly but surely I am writing the chronicle of my life. I am writing this as much for myself as anyone else. I am an older man now, I work as a Massage Therapist, and teach massage at a local college. To help make sense of this story, you may wish to read the "Patti" series first. When the wild Party at my house degenerated into nothing less than a full-bl...
Betsy finally switched her computer over to Linux. She'd gotten tired of Vista dying on her every week. Drew, her boyfriend, had helped her switch everything over. She sat and did the work, while he prompted her. Betsy was happy and getting use to the new desktop and other little tricks needed. She smiled too, when Drew called her a Penguin head. Tux the pen...