I work in a massage parlor. A tough life but the wages were good and since it was a unisex parlor sometimes I did men and sometimes women too sometimes both together especially when they were husband and wife. The whole therapy session runs for 3 hours including the full massage with herbal oils as well as a steam/sauna routine, which helps to soak in the he...
Camelia couldn’t wait to get home. Clutching her Gucci handbag firmly and clicking her Manolo Blanhik stilettos maniacally against the concrete, she waited impatiently for the public bus to arrive. She normally took a cab, but, inexplicably, she wanted to take the bus today. Perhaps her lapsed choice in public transport was due to the disastrous day she’d ha...
After James' and Nick's astounding 69, we were all in need of a break from the "photo shoot". Both the guys seemed wobbly on their feet and glassy eyed; Eliza and her mother seemed a little shaken too. Eliza mixed a pitcher of vodka tonics with lemon slices, while we made small talk about the wonderful day we had enjoyed and what we'd do the next. The sexual...
You arrive at the door to the unfamiliar hotel room. Room 367...this is the number he gave you in the email. Everything was as he wanted, you were completely shaven, wearing a black thong, and bra, your collar nice and tight, all concealed underneath your trench coat. You knock hesitantly, and shift your feet nervously awaiting an answer. As your legs push t...
Mindy had gone into New York with some friends Saturday night. Mindy knew exactly where she wanted to go and had succeeded in getting her friends to agree to go to Edge Play, that infamous kink club on 14th street. The four girls entered the nondescript glass doors of the large gray building that could have passed for a warehouse. A short corridor led thro...
I'm sitting in the black leather chair as usual. The leather cool against my thighs. I'm dressed in a very short black skirt, a skintight low necked black top, black fishnet stockings and the main event: my six inch black shiny stiletto heeled shoes. I cross my legs and swing my foot impatiently, acutely conscious of the light reflecting off my shoe as it ma...
The instructions in Dr. Jones' letter were clear, if a little puzzling and I followed them exactly. At a quarter past seven the next morning I rang the bell on the surgery door. Margaret let me in. "Morning Chrissie," she greeted me. "Dr. Jones is in room 3 waiting for you, go right in." I went in. Dr Susan Jones was waiting. She looked stunning again. Her...
For as long as I can remember, it has been a fantasy of mine to eat my own cum. As many other men with this fantasy, I have struggled in achieving the final destination, which is my cum covered fingers being sucked clean by my own tongue and mouth. Philosophically speaking, I see no harm in eating your own semen and I certainly do not think it makes you gay...
Having loaded the breakfast crockery into the dishwasher, Anne considered how she might spend the New Year Bank Holiday. Brian had gone off to follow the hunt which traditionally met in the Market Place on a New Year's morning, whilst Barnaby and Adam had left early for a non-league football match up in Yorkshire. She knew Adam had left without draining his...
This is a story written at the request of several people. It contains water sports (peeing) and scat. If you don't like those you will not like this story so don't read it. If you like these I hope you like my story. If you would like me to try other things just leave a comment and I will try. * A few days later I was at work and as I almost always do I wa...