Jason Jackson could hardly believe his luck as he ushered Mia Lee into his loft. The Loft was both apartment and studio for Jason. He was a locally renowned photographer. He was nearly thirty and most would consider him handsome. He stood 5' 11' and weighed less than 150. He had brown eyes and sandy brown hair. He usually wore a few days stubble on his face,...
The first chapter on Nigella Lawson was published earlier. Chapter 2: Sweet Nigella My agent called to tell he had a bodyguard job for me. I told him I was not interested because I hadn't done it for years and I was more in movie security now. He said that it was for one week only, it paid well, and it was for a British lady. "Why me?" "You did a bodygu...
"You look nice," I heard Jackie mumble sleepily as she rolled over in bed and watched me clumsily looping a tie over my upturned collar in the half-light of the bedroom. "Thanks," I said as I wrestled with it. I didn't often wear a tie, and I was struggling to get the knot the right size. "What's the special occasion?" she asked, stifling a yawn. As a nurs...
Chapter 02 -- Finding a Guy (Please read Part I) Jason's wife has given him a reason to redouble his weight loss efforts. She offered up his dream as a carrot for his weight loss program. If he can step on a scale and have it read 240, Rebecca will fulfill his fantasy of seeing another man fuck her. After two months of minimal effort Jason had lost ten pou...
I understand this is a long lead in to a story, but the following chapters will be worth it I think and this is necessary to set up the story properly. Bear with me. I had been a BDSM Master all my adult life and mysti was the best little slave slut I had ever had. There quite literally wasn't anything she hadn't professed into wanting to try. At 4'11" and...
Chapter 01: Recovery Doris awoke. She could not remember the last time she had slept in her bed, and she had no recollection of going to it. She could smell the scent of her lilac shampoo, something she could not remember using but she remembered having it. She remembered seeing it last night, forcing her confused brain to focus. She saw it just as the pink...
*********************************** This story deals with the subject of female masturbation. If that bothers your sensibilities whether they be moral or religious I suggest that you read something else. This is a lighthearted story about self love :) *********************************** I like to keep busy that's something that's in my nature. Ever since I...
"There's some wet on me," Elise said softly. Perhaps it was Miguel's splashing earlier. Sigrid paid no attention to what she said; she continued with her nostalgic reverie about the time when pleasure for her was more pure, less corrupted by inhibition and less tainted by paranoia. She was talking of Zizi, Sigrid's great mistress and teacher in the ways of p...
Dear friends-earlier this year, I befriended Nurse Sally, also an author here. We wrote to each other every day, and shared many fantasies. I consider her a great, dear friend. One thing we did, was to write stories for each other exclusively. I wrote this story for Sally in June and I sent it to her as a gift. Last week I asked her if I could share it with...
Stacie walked into the dimly lit bar with one thing on her mind. She was intent on finding just the right man for a little sexual pleasure. When she entered the bar she noticed two men sitting at the end of the bar by the door. Both men probably in their middle to late sixties, to old for what she had in mind. There were also two other men sitting on the fa...