This story follows "The Punishments (Jeremy's)" As Jeremy recalled how Keith ran the lab like a certifiable madhouse, Kevin guided Stacy to turn her head and kiss him. Spotting a faint glimmer of wetness around her eyes, Jeremy flinched, Stacy needs Kevin, especially right now. From somewhere outside, he heard Kevin's communicator beep. Whatever it is ca...
The club was alive tonight. Like a living creature the veins of vitality flow, pulsing throngs of people entertaining themselves to the beat of a dark sound. The flowing music washed over Tasha, the very touch of it's sonic wave upon her ears excited her. Perhaps the beat of the bass line was making that exciting tingle cross her flesh. Her body seemed to re...
After heating the oils of rosemary and eucalyptus (and a few others of my secret blend), I start with your neck and shoulders; kneading the muscles in gentle waves outward to your fingertips...balling and collecting the energies and bad feelings, then forcing them out like bolts of lighting from your hands. I have to grab hold of the bad energies with both h...
Lying in bed still mostly asleep, I feel your body wrapped protectively around mine, warming me. Eyes closed, I take in the sensations slowly. Your breath warm and moist on my neck. Our legs tangled together. Your arm loose around my waist. I slowly slide my hand up to cover yours where it lightly cups my breast. I snuggle deeper into you, breathing in your...
We had a session of Karezza last night. We began sitting on the bed holding hands and came together for gentle kissing, with our mouths beginning to open, feeling a flicking touch of our tongues. As our mouths opened and worked together we both felt a tightening of the tiny muscle groups between the genitals and the rectum. Our mouths held on to the kiss whi...
It was an unusually warm late-August morning. The sun was out, and there was the ordinary hustle and bustle of people getting ready and leaving for work. As for me, I was just getting home from a long night of work. We security guards are usually working while all of you are sleeping after all. My normal routine when I got home from work included a one mile...
There was a knock at the door. Tim Atwater tossed the final dish into the machine and went over to peer through the peephole. The face on the other side was that of Wanda Greene, one of the four dykes that lived across the hall. The four he had partied with last weekend when he had found their door invitingly open, the music pouring out into the hall. He o...
I wake up in the morning to the sound of birds chirping outside of my window. As the sunlight hits my eyes, my brain starts making a checklist of all my morning priorities. I stretch my muscles, and a yawn escapes my lips. I look over and see that you are still asleep. I creep out of bed, letting you sleep. You spent a lot of time satisfying me last night,...
SHRUBBY BRANCHES, BARE of leaves with the onset of winter, brushed against Nylora's cloak like skeletal fingers as she cautiously steered her horse through the treacherous moor. The light was fading fast as the sun sunk low on the horizon, and still, she did not urge the mare into a faster walk. Knowing one wrong step could spell disaster, she leaned forward...
This is a work of fiction, based on no true experiences or actual people. ** The Happy Ending 4 - Working the Tip and Beyond ** Michele and Raina sat at the workstation, going through the data from their latest sessions. Things were going well, with Michele having three clients for LSRT and Raina about ready to take on new clients. The book was also comin...