Candice walked through the glass doors of the beauty salon and approached the wooden counter. Dark wood, well waxed, it spoke of an expensively furnished business that expected its customers to spend just as willingly. 'Good afternoon' she began 'I've booked a massage for three o'clock. Candice Montello.' The receptionist glanced at a monitor. 'Yes, that's...
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Below is a true story. For those of you who follow my stories you know that I love to expose my shy wife. Many of those stories are true as well, and she knows of several of the episodes where I showed her tiny breasts or more to strangers or our friends, usually without her knowledge. This is why I suspicious about how my massage this weekend went down. M...
I am standing, waiting at the carved wooden door of a client, living in a posh area. I have just ringed the door bell. I am 1.8 meters tall, well toned, with curly bronze hair. I graduated last year from university. My careers counsellor in high school recommended BSc: Sport Science and painted a picture of lucrative career opportunities. I enjoyed the cours...
My wife and I had checked into the resort after several weeks of a punishing work schedule. All we wanted now was to chill out and do as little as possible. We saw in the resort information that it offered a "married couples only" tension-buster massage. We decided to give it a go. We checked into the health and beauty suite and were shown down a short passa...
When I went in for my massage I wasn't sure what to expect since the previous session had some pretty sexy conversations. We had talked about all kinds of different sexual desires: group sex, bondage, and assorted kinks. I stripped down to my panties, climbed up on the massage table, and he started massaging my shoulders and back. Our conversation was very...
My wife and I have been married for three years now. We often fantasize about different scenarios while we screw. Most times I think it turns me on more than it does Marianne but there was this one particular fantasy that never failed to get her really hot. She would put on a blindfold and pretend I was a masseuse she had hired for the evening. Sometimes I...
*This is inspired by true events* * Anna, my girlfriend, gasped when I first mentioned it. After a year of fantasising, I had finally told her. Actually, it was a case of Freudian slip. Ever since I started dating her, I wanted to see her fuck another man, a stranger to be specific. Don't get me wrong, I love my girlfriend but the thought of her deriving p...
Welcome back. In the first chapter of the series, I described hooking up with a young woman in my hostel. She'd moved on, and I had a couple of days still in Bangkok, enjoying what might come my way. While she was my first non-American, and I discovered a latent flair for public sex and the danger associated, I was still pretty much on the same sexual plane...
Salma Was Much More Than A Masseuse Some months back I was in Delhi and I went to a beauty clinic. I wanted a facial. The girl took me to a separate cubicle and asked me to take off my blouse and the sari. After I took off my blouse, she unhooked my bra and made me lie down with a towel covering my top. After doing my face, the girl was doing my throat and...