Chapter 2 Tweedledum and Tweedledee Kim's client sat silently opposite her on the flowered pink duvet cover. Kim knew she was good at her work. She had been working in this massage parlour for a couple of years now and that was long enough to have developed sound instincts about her customers. She had a bad feeling about this one from the moment he came in...
This is a true story about my second meeting with another man. I met "P" on a website for cross dressers and we had exchanged e-mails for a few weeks before we arranged a meeting, the wife works most weekends so the only time I could meet was either a Saturday or Sunday. The only trouble was that P worked as a decorator weekends and was doing some work...
Dear Readers: Please read the other Piercing for National Nude Day stories to understand this tale – Thank you. SATURDAY MORNING Breakfast was stretching into brunch, when Parlour Girl remembered that she was the manageress of an upmarket piercing parlour. She thought for a few seconds, then decided that she should put a notice in the window when they we...
A polite knock on the door raised the young woman's attention from her magazine. She smiled when her employer walked into the room of the massage parlour, looking up at the older woman with large, chocolate brown eyes. "Reiko? Your two o'clock, Kazuma-san is here," the slightly older woman, dressed in a simple but elegant black dress, informed the dark hair...
Copyright © NickDN 2002, 2003. Updated and revised 2020. All rights reserved. *** All characters depicted in sexual situations are 18 years of age or over. Two I got home shortly after seven pm and told Lucy that I had arranged an appointment at a massage parlour for the coming Saturday afternoon, and that her masseuse would be a "big" hunky black man....
23rd September Hullo, Mark! It's been such a stressful week. Missus Jones of Accounting was, as usual, trying to gossip about me behind my back to the staff (It's a good thing she hasn't heard of the concept of "Volume Control", the things she was trying to say were vile), and Mister Parfitt is, as usual, a handsy boss I need three arms to fend off (Don't...
It was with a mix of apprehension and anticipation that I landed in this charming little town in the Middle East. As a young man early in his career, this was a great career opportunity. The fact that I'd be on my own with not even an acquaintance in the place added to the excitement. However, this was tempered by the cultural sensitivities of this quaint pl...
The memories that unconscious, 37-year-old Camilla was reliving had returned to those of a more sexually restrained, monogamous period of her marriage with Cameron--the time between her forced sexual encounter with Paul Shaw and when she, Cameron, and Eros moved from Toronto to Montreal. Because of her contemplation of this tamer period of her life, the lust...
The party was reaching a crescendo of frenzied activity. Tweedledum and Tweedledee were walking hand in hand like two little schoolboys watching proceedings excitedly when suddenly they gave a little jump in astonishment. Tweedledum looked at Tweddledee. Tweedledee looked at Tweedledum. They had simultaneously recognised the flash of the distinctive knife ta...
What made me go to a massage parlour for the first time when I had survived the first thirty or so years of my life without feeling the need? Quite simply I had not had sex for nearly three months and was feeling very horny. Of course, this had happened before, but this time I was in a relationship and had been enjoying an active sex life until my live in lo...