I am a professional masseuse, and have been for many years. When I say professional, I mean that I do massage strictly with no funny business, or hanky panky. I have a pair of clients, a husband and wife couple, that I have been massaging for quite a number of years. Doug and Diane are a very active couple with two kids in junior high school. Doug designs w...
her heart soars as she kneels before the fireplace in the sitting room of the large mansion. The assembled throng is full of friends, Dominants and submissives she has known for nearly a full year, yet she is still uncomfortable being completely nude in the presence of so many people. Having always been much more of a "one-on-one girl," she must fight to con...
Ann Friday, the 1st When Ann came back we left the office. Walking to my car, I asked how she got to work. Pointing at a red Jaguar in the corner, she said that was her transportation. Then, she headed to the passenger side of my car. I asked if she wanted to take her car home and she said, "No, it will be all right there. “I then asked how she would get...
I awoke with an ache in my groin and a residue of beer, cigarettes, and pussy in my mouth. I felt a little sick to my stomach. The nausea had two sources. Part of it was from building up to what should’ve been a massive orgasm and not being able to release. In other words, blue balls. A bigger reason for my topsy-turvy gut was anxiety caused by being disgust...
After months of enjoying my husband Gary's stories about our swinging adventures I have finally given in to his nagging and decided to write my side of things! I have read and re-read his stories and want to write about my favourite adventures over the last 18 months or so of our swinging fun. After careful thought the best swinging time for me was when we f...
Bev was struck by Karen's situation. Karen had been widowed at the young age of 27, after being married only three years. Karen was surprisingly open with Bev. But that was a talent of Bev's, getting people to open up to her. She could be described as seductive that way, and actually exploited that talent to get what she wanted from people. She saw Karen as...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here involves more-or-less human persons at least 18 years old, and a manuf...
This actual event just happened so I am getting it on paper while the details are still fresh in my mind. I have just had some of the best sex of my life with my wife of ten years but that is only the end of the story. Here is the rest of the story. Saturday is usually reserved for watching college football with my wife, Carol Ann, many times referred to...
There is still so much I have to learn. How could I forget that my Master is all powerful and all knowing? That all I see or do or experience is at the hand of my Master? That I exist only to serve him? But the last shred of self has not yet been extinguished in this slave. So when I see her, sitting across the terrace from us, glorious in the sunlight...I...
Note: So this one probably isn't as good as my others standing alone. It was mostly written as a continuation of the first one. Therefore, there's no build up or tension build or anything. It kind of jumps right into it. I highly recommend reading (or rereading) the first one to kind of get yourself in the mood of the story. However, if you don't want to g...