I was eighteen my life was full of football and surfing. I had little interest in girls, other than getting horny when looking at some hot chick .I did a bit of wanking and read the required Penthouse etc but birds were not my bag. Mum was part of a group of women whose men worked at the building game, bricklayers, plumbers, electricians and so on. We lived...
It all started so innocently. I had been interested in the dynamics of a D/s relationship for a long time. My wife had a condition that left her in constant pain and unable to have any kind of real relationship, let alone sex. So being a red blooded American male, I set out to find a partner for sex. I tried the typical dating sites, but the women all wanted...
I had been itching to get to him the moment I got to work. I'd been pacing around since six, watching ambivalently while jubilant couples poured in and out of the shop all day, hastily purchasing their massage oils and toys and rushing home to apply them. Naturally it would be busy, and our colorful display of Valentine's Day dildos, ruby colored anal beads...
This is a recollection of things that were, could have been, and dreamed of. The names of the fun-loving have been altered, as has the name of the Sorority. Any similarities to others is purely incidental. ***** My sorority sisters and I hadn't seen Lacy in several years. Three of us decided to mix business with pleasure, when two of us had to go to Califo...
"Hello?" A woman's voice responded, "Mr. Johnson?" "Yes." "Mr. Bill Johnson?" This was a telemarketer's call. It had all of the telltale signs. He would hang up on her soon. "Yes." "Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Moonlight Sales and we'd like to thank you for your recent purchase." "Oh! Okay." "We have a free gift for you." She gushed in typical sal...
I grew up in the outskirts on a medium sized city in the UK. We weren't poor or rich, just a solidly middle class English family. Education was really important to my parents and my sister and I both went to a local Grammar school (what would be called a magnet school in the US). One of my sister's friends was a beautiful Indian girl called Preeya. She had a...
Day at the Spa - The conclusion "The couches", as Brenda calls it, is actually a private room set in a corner of the basement steam room. The walls are painted a deep lavender and though it is steamy in here as well, it is also cooler. Also, sitting in the middle of the room, is the only furnishings there; a huge couch covered in clear plastic. Nicky leads...
The bar was quiet despite all the laughter, loud conversation, background music, and various sounds of glass and cutlery coming together. It was quiet because my brain was quiet, separate from the vitality around me. I felt like a spectator watching the world go round as my mind retreated into a passive disenchantment, like I was metaphorically sinking deepe...
Chapter 4 Seth lent Marla some shorts and a tee-shirt so she could walk home with Leisa. The outfit she came in was torn to shreds and of no use to her anymore. Before the women left, they made each boy promise not to tell what had happened to anyone. Marla worried that there was no way that secret was going to be kept - her only hope was that her name woul...
The one thing that I really like about the holidays is that old friends come back home to visit family. I've run into several old school friends the past couple of Christmases. Just last week I ran into my old boyfriend Kenny at the mall. I hadn't seen him since I left for college, and I must say that he aged really well. "Oh my God! Sue is that you?" he c...