I was late as I hurried into George's Barber Shop just before six. The front shop was empty, so I called out as I sat in the chair. "Have you still got time to give me a shave George?" I always go to George for a shave. He's a master. Some days, when I have a big meeting I even call in on my way to work. I prefer him to shave me in the evening though. The...
His wrists were lashed to the top corners of the bed, the Velcro straps firmly anchored tight, leaving him no room to wiggle. His ankles were likewise pulled against the bed frame, leaving a small indentation in his flesh. It would leave a mark, but one that would disappear in a few hours. Other marks from tonight would prove more permanent. He rocked his a...
Last week something happened that I had only dreamed of before. It started out as a normal weekend, but by Sunday, I would come to realize the true beauty of an older woman. I like to consider myself a "normal" guy. I get laid as often as possible, and I am 100% sexual. Girls my age are beautiful, and their young hard bodies are hard to give up. But there...
maybe it had a little something to do with the way I remember you watching me in the shower the first time. I went on about my business as if you were not absorbing every move I made. The feelings you brought on made me feel I was a princess, a woman to be seen and appreciated in the nude. Just as I turned around to brace my leg on the edge of the tub, you...
Maybe it had a little something to do with the way I remember you watching me in the shower the first time. I went on about my business as if you were not absorbing every move I made. The feelings you brought on made me feel I was a princess, a woman to be seen and appreciated in the nude. Just as I turned around to brace my leg on the edge of the tub, you...
Let me get the family lineage out of the way so you can understand this story to its fullest. My name is Harry. I was raised in a close, loving family atmosphere over a period of nineteen years. My dad, John, has a younger brother, Raymond, who is married to my Aunt Ellen. My Aunt Ellen's younger sister, Roxanne, brings us to the heart of this episode. This...
This story is a collaboration with 'Emilie' -- she provided the inspiration, I provided the words. .......... One evening I was plugging away on the Lit Personals Board when I came across Emilie. She was a 'Virgin' poster, English, from French parents, about 26 and a designer, living near Bristol. She said in her profile that she was bi and liked to be dom...
I was surrounded by thick books; my final analysis still incomplete. I had a tremendous headache and only four days to go until the end of the semester. My eyes were sore from reading my notes, and erasing the multiple and erroneous theories I was typing on my desktop. With a desperate sigh, I took off my dark rimmed reading glasses and rubbed my forehead....
He had all the items out ready as she walked into the bedroom: the towels, the razor, shaving foam, a small tub of warm water, a wash cloth, some scented baby oil and the two vibrators. He could hardly conceal his excitement. It had been too long since he had shaved his sexy wife, years in fact. It had been a weekly ritual BK – before kids. The style always...
My wife and I have been best friends with Jim and Nancy Peterson for about 15 years. Jim and Nancy have a 20-year old daughter, Abby, who we have treated like our own daughter and have watched grow up since childhood. One night the phone rang and my wife answered. It was Abby, home for the weekend from college, and she told my wife that the plumbing in her h...