About a year ago I wrote and published a very hot story called "Massage This". It's in the "Interracial Love" section. It was a work of pure fantasy about two co-workers who connect following a series of massages but it was actually based on real people, myself being the amateur masseur. I've always enjoyed reading erotic stories and find that writing them i...
We are lying close together, side by side, actually we are still joined as we have just rolled sideways, as we usually do, after sex. "So who was she then?" Questioned my wife. That question might sound a bit threatening but we have been together for some considerable time and I know where this is going. From time to time our mid sex fantasies are readable...
The relationship between a masseuse and a client is a unique one. This is particularly true in a small town. Outside of the office we are on a "Hi how are you doing" conversation level and we each know the same people. Some of my friends are clients of hers and some of her friends are clients of mine in my computer business. I've been going to the same mas...
Dean Dawson kept to his word and didn't mention a thing about the fact that I – one of his students- was working in a massage parlor across town. I guess he could have mentioned something to someone, but then he'd have to admit he had been at that same establishment. So like countries aiming rockets at each other, nothing could happen without the other doin...
My wife and I have been married for 20 years and we are both in our mid 40's. Katie still looks quite hot even after having 2 kids. She is 5'-1", about 120 pounds, full B cup boobs, dark hair and eyes and is quite curvy. She is aging nicely with all the little lines, creases and sags in all the right places. I think it really gives her that COUGAR look. I...
Mario returns the favor Mario was so pleased and delighted with my generous gift of the ardent fondling's of my Coven sisters that he couldn't wait to reciprocate with a surprise for me. I came home from a long, stressful day at work and found a basket with a Chilled bottle of Cupcake Sauvignon Blanc, a wheel of Triple Cream Brie, grapes and crackers and a...
"What time are you supposed to meet her?" You ask me looking at your watch. It is nearly 8:00 pm, the time I had set up to meet our guest, down in the lobby of the hotel that we were staying at. Before I could even answer your question, my cell phone rings. "I am in the lobby bar and just ordered a drink" she says on the other end of the line. My heart is...
I pay for a massage, with a (very) happy ending. It was a typical suburban house in a typical suburban street in an Essex town called Woodford. As I had been requested, I left my car a hundred yards or so past number 42 and walked back. It was a well-kept house with a neat front garden, gleaming paint and sparkling windows. That made me feel good and gave m...
Danny was removing equipment from his van. He was a 30-year-old massage therapist who after apprenticing with a large firm had struck out with his own one-man private operation providing massage service in the home. He was scheduled for an appointment with a client in an apartment complex. His business cell phone buzzed just as he was prepared to enter the b...
Phyllis hated her name. She had often begged her parents to change it, so one day her dad teasingly said, "From this day forward you will be known to those you love and all your friends as Phil. Now what do you say to that?" She had to admit that it was a clever fix and, truth be known, she actually liked it, a lot. Phil grew up into an attractive young wom...