'Mr. Morton, what is the meaning of this?" Mrs. Swanson had summoned Carl Morton her newest boarder to her parlor. Displayed on the coffee table were two white sheets; white. that is. except for the yellowish stains that Carl could plainly see. "I..I..I d.d.don't know!" Carl stammered embarrassed to be questioned about the obvious semen stains on the otherw...
PROLOGUE Ned stood in a residence guest suite bedroom window, surveying the grounds of the Total Woman Academy Master facility in the moonlight. Zena looked over his shoulder as she pressed her boobs into his back and reached around to stroke his semi-hard cock. Ned thought about the new Housemother Zena and the many alumni like her who wanted to give bac...
I am the woman that other women fear, envy and hate. I am the epitome of stolen pleasure, the circumstance of forbidden fantasy, and the discoverer of lost desire. I am the vessel of delightful sensuality, the mentor of carnal knowledge, and the traveler of erogenous zones. I am the other woman, a thief of his heart, a sorceress of magical love potions that...
A quiet day for once at the gym. Earl Sterling, the owner had stayed home today. While Mark, his son isolated himself in his office. Candi Palmer patrolled the workout area in her burgundy string bikini which hadn't left her body even once today. She fidgeted about choosing to occasionally treat herself to a brisk cardio for ten minute intervals. Not a s...
There was a look of shock on his face, an instant of surprise just before my right fist contacted his nose dead square. What is odd is that it all seemed to happen in slow motion, it wasn't really though. He went down hard onto his rear end and rolled back a little, then sat there looking up at me, blood streaming down his face. It took a few moments for h...
"A massage? Really? You're sure about this..." It's almost five o'clock on a Friday as you herd me into the somewhat deserted waiting room of a local masseuse. "Yes! This is your birthday present! Now would you just relax and enjoy yourself?" You check me in at the front desk as I have a somewhat tentative seat in one of the oversized waiting room chairs....
Aleecea woke slowly from her dreamless sleep, stretching her taut muscles. Yesterday's workout with Ripp had been a good one, going on for almost 2 hours. In the last few weeks she had been neglecting her workouts and her body was paying the price now. The farther from home she traveled, the more lax she became in keeping up with her habit of working out eve...
I walked out of the massage parlor carrying my backpack and pulled out my list. Mentally, I crossed off the third item on it. My great grand-aunt had been VERY rich when she died and she left me a VERY large sum of money on the condition that I "made my husband happy." Unfortunately, he just HAD to ask me if I had ever cheated on him, which I had....
I like working in the spa. Clients tip well, and I get to make people feel good. If my boss knew what I sometimes did, I'm sure I would get fired. Here's to hoping he never finds out. I've been a massage therapist for five years. I've been a sex addict for fifteen. Sometimes men lay on the table and I can tell that they need a very special kind of relief....
John's back had been hurting him for weeks. Working hunched over a computer every day, John would often realize he had not moved from his position for hours at a time. The moment he would go to stand up his back would protest, almost as if it had grown accustomed to his slouched position. John's chiropractor has recommended stretching periodically and info...