Leila thought she had contracted a fetish. She worried it was 'abnormal' and searched the internet for answers. She read Wikipedia and other sites to get an inkling where she stood on the scale of 'normal' and was her particular fetish actually one? She got confused, first with the earliest writers on the subject and then with the more famous writers like Fr...
The following is a letter written to my wife, hope you enjoy it. We recently went on vacation, and one of the services provided at the all-inclusive resort was a 'couples massage'. We both weren't sure what to expect, but thought that we would indulge ourselves a little. When time came for the massages, they had a wonderful area where we were able to drink c...
She took a deep breath as the uniqueness of the Story Room assailed her senses. The bitter coffee mixing with the sweet and spicy scents of hard liquor; the muted light that illuminated and softened those who bathed in it. It had been a long day, longer than she had liked or expected, she needed this. There was nothing more relaxing that a quiet drink at the...
So, the bitch passed out. Her head lolled back, eyes closed, mouth slack. 'Damn, woman,' I spat. I had plans for a drunk girl all giggly and feeling good. She needed to vent that steam. She needed to prance around and laugh and enjoy being her. I was going to let her off the hook for a night. She'd earned it. Too fucking bad. I'd drain her out another way....
Part 2 - The Master's Revenge I struggle to free my arm from your grasp, but you only tighten and give me that menacing stare as you ask if I really want to make matters worse. I immediately hold my body still as my breathing escalates. "That was a cute trick you played, but you do know you are going to pay for it now little one" you say smiling at me....
We had been finely able to catch up and have dinner together in this little restaurant just around the corner from where you live. It wasn't very romantic or anything special, but it was quiet. We talked about all sorts of things and naturally the conversation came around to sex. We talked about what we liked, what we wanted to try and fun stuff like that, a...
The day is coming to an end when I hear the phone ring. I hear a man's voice, asking if it is possible for me to come to his hotel room to give his wife a massage. Hotel outcalls are fine with me, and the hotel is a nice one. I tell him that I prefer, in this setting, to perform the massage on the bed, would that be alright? He tells me that is fine, so I de...
It's always the worst feeling talking to your buddy after imagining the things you'd do to his girlfriend given half chance. The problem is I go through this everyday. See, my wife and I live next door to my friend Chris and his girlfriend Jess so we hangout almost everyday. And everyday I see Jess I can't help but imagine what her naked body squirming under...
I had no clue what time it was when I woke up but I assumed that night had fallen since no light was shining in through the windows. The only source of light was the alarm clock perched on top of his bookshelf. The green glow of the time illuminated the entire bedroom. I looked around Michael's room as I allowed my eyes to adjust. Then my eyes fell on Michae...
My first dinner date with a T-Girl After stopping in front of your house, I waited a moment in the car and took a deep breath, trying to decide whether the pounding in my chest was from anticipation or fear. Fear caused me to pause most because I was not sure what there was "to fear." This was, after all, just a first date. Maybe that was it... A first da...