Chapter VIII: Lay 'Em Straight Laurel sprinted across the beach into the last of the sun's rays. Her lithe silhouette jigging back and forth as she kicked into the yielding sand - attracted the attention of Manu - and - for perhaps the first time today, Bluesman had found himself staring at her. Somehow, most of the guests who had wanted to, had sequestere...
The motorcycle accident hadn't been serious. I got a few bruises, some road rash on one knee, and a broken clavicle. The fractured clavicle had gotten me admitted to the hospital. I was given some anesthetic, and the doctor set it and put my arm in a sling. As far as I was concerned, I was ready to go home that night, but the doc wanted me to stay in hospita...
She looked like a nurse ... sorta. Her dress was white, as were her stockings and shoes. But they weren't typical nurse's shoes; they were bone white sling pumps with four-inch heels. She was tall and slim. They were nearly eye to eye when she stepped up and through his doorway. A smile had flashed across her face as she stood with her purse in one hand and...
I entered a long hallway in a large industrial building with many offices. The building was empty now since it was quite late in the afternoon, but I still looked carefully around that no one saw me entering. I walked to the first door on the left and took a deep breath. You have to have been on inside to know what is behind this anonymous door, so most...
The skinny old man with a droopy moustache came into the dark bedroom. Parking his walking frame, 78-year-old Albert Fish slipped between the sheets snuggled up against the wool nightdress of Maggie. "I love you Maggie," he wheezed. "You stupid Casanova," grumbled Maud Macdonald (83). "Maggie's in the next room, but you may as well stay here now. What do y...
Lots of blowjobs and deepthroating with lots of cum swallowing. This one is mostly about mind break and body modification and gender transformation. Although the pretext for the story is a bit silly, it's an excuse for loads of oral sex. Any comments and ideas for stories are welcome. Thanks for reading. ***** I chucked back another scotch and laughed at...
Having giving me a tour of the grounds Ann took me on a tour of the house. As we turned a corner of one of the corridors we saw the maid walking towards us, the look of surprise on her face unmistakable. She could not and did not fail to notice the signs of the sex we had enjoyed outside, her face coloured with embarrassment. Ann introduced me to her and tol...
Part 2 – The First Client Despite all her preparation and training, Louise was remarkably nervous about receiving her first visitor. "I hope I do a satisfactory job," she thought, "I wonder if this first one might be a test, set up by the Institute to check that I am competent". The man was in his forties, a rather timid batchelor who lived alone after hi...
Phil awoke to the smell of lavender and spring. Verdé's soft lips were pressed against his in a kiss. She exhaled and warm, fragrant air flowed back into him like a fresh spring breeze. He felt the embers of his spirit rekindle and spark back into life. Verdé looked down at him with her bright green eyes and smiled. Her long silky green hair flowed down over...
Note to readers: This is my most recent story and is in a similar vein to other works of mine, in that it involves performance of bodily functions in a medical setting. Please be aware that it includes descriptions of the elimination waste. If the subject matter is not to your taste then you may prefer not to read further. I am grateful to my wonderful fri...