The first spurt of semen hit the glass panel of the shower screen, and dribbled down the glass, shortly followed by the second, third, and fourth, which pumped out over my fingers and thumb, to be washed away in the cascading water. The noise of the shower masked the quiet grunt of satisfaction I uttered, from the previous few minutes of soaping my erect co...
This story involves some caning, a martinet, and bodily functions so if those things bother you, read no further. All characters are over 18. ***** Beth Wilson returned to her school duties as deputy headmistress and literature instructor after the delightful getaway at her old friend Maisie's seaside home. The term went quickly, partly because the weather...
XLV Emma was delighted that Tanya had become a frequent visitor to her suburban home. She had come to love Tanya’s body, although she wasn’t so sure how well she loved or even knew Tanya’s mind. But there was nothing about her that seemed anything other than the perfect lover: always devoted to her, passionate in bed, and the only person outside of work wit...
Chapter 1 When Maisie Lott was in her late teens, her mother Emily sat her down, looking serious. Maisie braced herself for a lecture about the birds and bees and wondered if her somewhat out-of-date mother would then invite her front-running daughter, in terms of reading knowledge, to be informed about how the modern woman behaves in bed or on the kitchen...
There's another dream in the middle of this chapter. I swear there won't be another after this chapter, but I had to give Maisie her share of flashback time. ;) ---------------------------------------- Maisie slid the last of the empty produce crates into the back of the pickup truck. She huffed out a long breath as she closed her eyes and wiped her brow o...
"You, Alessandro Conti, are a cruel, lying, seducing, asshole!" Maisie whispered, her finger poking his chest with every insult. Alessandro's mouth dropped open. His pulse raced, though whether from panic that he'd done something terrible or annoyance at her accusation, he didn't know. "What, not going to own up to it?" Maisie let out a short, angry laugh...
Emma took her role as Maisie's guardian at least as seriously as she took her role as her lover. She knew the importance of education, and arranged a place for her in the city's premier Naturist College. It was, of course, a private college (the fees for which Emma could now easily afford) and was attended by the children of the wealthy and well-to-do who wi...
At last! Maisie was going to visit Emma's home and meet the girlfriends that Emma had told her about. Actually, she'd would only meet one of them, Charlotte, because her other girlfriend was working abroad at the moment making sex films. But it was so exciting anyway, to be staying somewhere that wasn't her normal home. And as Emma had explained to her, she...
It's four in the afternoon and I have a hard-on for Maisie. She won't be home from work for another hour and a half at least. Damn. Maisie, my former manager at Blinko's Copies. Maisie, who became my best friend. Maisie, a short, heavy, buxom grandmother of three; grey-haired and apple-cheeked. My Frumpy Dumpling, Maisie Havlicek, whom I have fallen i...
September 22, 2019 One thing that you may have surmised from my previous entries: the vast majority of the encounters I have take place at the Lodge. It's the secret around which all the relationships with celebrities I have revolves. At this point it's their place as much as it is mine. And while I would love to go hang out in downtown L.A. and meet up wit...