The nine days flew by. Every morning she woke and gently played and rubbed her clit as he asked her. At first it was easy to stop before cumming but as the days wore on and her need for release grew and intensified it became harder and harder not to just push herself over the edge but she didn't. She needed to prove to him and to herself that she was serious...
We all left for a weekend at the local Hilton. It had a hot tub, pool, sauna, and weight room. The rooms were really nice, two bedrooms connected with a common “living room” area. As expected when we got there they took one room and Will and I took the other. Tammy walked out of their room nude… except for a very small red belt she wore around her w...
I walked into the kitchen, to retreive my top and shorts from the floor. As I bent down to pick them up, I could here Ray shouting at the lads outside. So not wanting another confrontation with him, I made my way upstairs and had a shower. All was quiet when I went into the bedroom for my jeans and a blouse. A quick look out of the window confirmed Ray had i...
Ellen worked as a Librarian. She enjoyed the job but always had very sexy fantasies to pass the day. To help her feel sexy, Ellen often wore the same panties to work for three days. Her fantasies would often make her cream her panties so they were stained with her pussy cream. She also had a clean shaven pussy so she could feel the wet sticky cream soaking h...
A number of years ago, I used to frequent the local nude beach. Wreck Beach is tucked under the cliffs of the university on Vancouver's west side. To access it, you have to climb down lots of steep, home-made steps cut into the side of the tree and brush covered cliff face. Being somewhat inaccessible, there were very few police patrols and the few times the...
I remember watching her as she moved past me to take the window seat, realizing that this was not going to be an ordinary business flight. She was a stunning blonde, with beautiful facial features, full lips and sparking blue-grey eyes. She was wearing a pale yellow blouse and a tight black skirt that was short enough to show off her smooth, tanned and shape...
She entered the room and undressed, pausing when she got to her bra and panties. The receptionist told her she could choose to either keep her underwear on or to go naked under the towel. On another day, she may have chosen to be modest, lest the masseur catch a glimpse of her nude parts. Today, however, would be different. Today, she felt good about her bod...
Chapter Four: The Plot Thickens I had no direct contact with Louise for the remainder of that week. She called me the next day to say that the flights and hotel had been booked, and that we would be departing on Tuesday evening from Heathrow at 6:10pm, arriving at Madrid at 9:15 local time. It would be a two-hour five minute flight. Transport from the airpo...
It had been two weeks since I made my last and most memorable visit to the spa. When things are quiet I often find myself drifting off and reliving the last visit. I can still feel Michael's strong hands massaging my arms and legs and then lightly touching me where I could have only hoped. In my mind I could still feel him between my legs, moving in and out....
As a Catholic priest in my forties I find celibacy hard. I masturbate of course. I use porn, especially vintage with those big titted, hairy cunted women in classic underwear. I'm not just a solo wanker. There's a couple of other priests I get together with to give each other a "helping hand." You'll know what I mean. Sometimes I think only a guy knows wha...