I've always liked massage, especially the sensuous kind. Stroke and caress me and I'm like putty. I had found that the massage part of the activities at massage parlors was lots of fun for me, perhaps more so that the so-called happy ending part. The sexual part always seemed so much like a business transaction. It felt like a contest between seeing how fa...
It was late and there was no one else out on the road. The party had been boring and she couldn't wait to get home. With the radio up, and the air turned low, she pressed her foot down on the accelerator and her mustang sped up to 80. Her friends had told her she needed to get out more, be more social. She'd worn a short red dress and high heels that said "F...
"I knew you were a faggot", Megan said as I moved to my hands and knees. "I knew you would suck a guy's dick. I knew you would let a guy fuck you in the ass." I had been watching her as she peeled off I had her clothing. Her pussy, by itself, was still lovely. It was perfectly colored, perfectly layered, and small. She was creamier than any girl I had ever...
The weather in July was just as expected on the shores of Lake Michigan's warm beaches. Clara had finally finished her senior year, moved out of her parents family home, and was enrolled for college in the next coming fall. Not only had she grown career wise, but she was no longer a virgin! Clara's adventures at the sex shop in her old town had given her an...
It was the first apartment they moved into. Carrie and Jay were way too excited. After they got all their stuff into the apartment they began to kiss very sexually. Jay's hands were in over-drive with taking Carrie's clothes off. Carrie was pulling at his hair and biting and licking his neck. Once Carrie was fully naked, Jay got on his knees and ate Carrie...
Some time ago, I was reading that part of "Playboy" where they answer questions or respond to statements of opinion sent in by readers. One letter writer claimed that males are much hornier than females and, in support of this contention, pointed out that most prostitutes are women, and that they served men. The writer of the letter concluded the reason for...
I was happy with Catherine and over the next few weeks I spent much of my spare time with her, which delighted her as she couldn't do enough for me. I started to get her to change how she dressed, getting her to buy garter belts and more modern knickers and bra's, particularly under cup and push-up bras, as I told you she was plump and had such lovely tits....
You can have control in public, but alone, you're mine. I kept hearing her words, again and again as I went through the usual routine. Bugging, begging, pleading and bullshitting my way towards building back up another raid group for Destiny. I had her of course, but it took me a bit to gather everyone. I wanted to get it done, but I knew I was screwed when...
Naturally, the thing I dreaded the most was the end of the semester, when the two of us would eventually go home and not see each other for a solid month. Thanksgiving break wouldn't be so bad, since that's only a week, but nonetheless it weighed on my mind as the weeks went by. About a week before Thanksgiving, I commented to Jesse, "It's gonna be hard to a...
I nervously sat in the waiting room for my 1:00 p.m. appointment with the therapist/psychologist. I found her through online searches, as I guess we do all things nowadays, where her credentials and location were most important to me. She received her various degrees from decent universities and chose to open up her practice in an area just far enough away f...