"How does that feel, sweetheart?" Sam's muscles undulated under my touch like waves in the ocean. This was the second time I had given him a real massage, and I could tell that it was long overdue. He was just as stiff as before—maybe even more. My slender but strong fingers kneaded and pushed against him, relieving him of all that tension. His body lay co...
Friday Submerged beneath the water, I heard screaming. I planted my feet on the floor of the pool and stood. "Sandy?" A woman called out. The sun's rays warmed my upper body as I felt water repel down my torso. I pulled my goggles off and squinted in the sunlight. Near the swinging gate to my, well, my parent's, technically, near their gate I could make o...
There were twelve of us in the summer of 1969. Six guys and six girls. We were life guards for Milwaukee County Parks and Rec at Bradford Beach. Although we had all just graduated high school, we took our jobs very seriously. This was evidenced by the fact that we had only two drownings that summer and 92 rescues. The rescues were usually because the water...
Cleo and Joanna were sitting on the sofa, both of them half-watching tv, half scrolling Facebook on their phones. Cleo still had a butt plug in her ass that Joanna had put there earlier in the day and refused to take out. Once they'd started down the road of BDSM, neither of them had wanted to turn back in the other direction. Cleo fidgeted a little and le...
I would like to thank everyone who has sent me the wonderful feedback. This story is a fabrication, and as a made up story as always I want you all to know that any similarities to any actual people or events is purely coincidental. Hi it's me Holly again. I have really been enjoying re-living these events for you. So here I go delving back down memory lane...
In terms of my years (19) Matt was my first adult relationship, but damn if it was not the most petty, insecure, Dawson's Creek bullshit. It's a reversal of roles that straight men are insecure about, but it's so common and it happened to us: he got emotionally invested (while I did not) and I wanted sex (often when he did not). Matt was scheduled to gradua...
I met Denise my junior year in college. She was a cute brunette and a year behind me with a liberal arts major. I was in Vocational Education and wanted to be a counselor. By June of my senior year, she was three months pregnant. I guess the pill is only 90% effective. She didn't finished her last year. We were going to get married anyway, it just upped the...
The first time was St. Moritz. I was sent there for the summer after high school graduation, soon after my eighteenth birthday, to distract me I suppose, from the tragedy and all that. Exchange students, they called us, but we never studied anything, not even German. There were activities, like hiking, and beautification projects in the nearby parks of the G...
INTRODUCTION: Meet Ziffy! It was Tom Alden, retired electrician from Beaverton, Oregon, that discovered the the long-kept secrets of the woods behind the Cascadia Home Retirement Community. Situated in the Cascade Mountains, near Corvalis, Cascadia Home was formerly known as "Roslov Manor." It was built by Yuri Roslov (an immigrant from Kamchatka), beginni...
Bright lights, warm evening, downtown in Indianapolis by myself. Well, sort of by myself. The other two dozen guys were back in the rec center getting ready for the last night of our two weeks trip to the New Mexico where we had hiked the mountains. We had seen all the sites, bought souvenirs, unfortunately I have to admit we shoplifted a couple for exciteme...