I had been a massage therapist for six years now. Learning my trade in a shady massage parlour (where happy endings were more the norm than special requests), I did my fair share of old, dirty men and tired women. Some of them wanted relief from pain, the others, an easing from daily life, being alone while still surrounded by 15 million people. But now, t...
The clinic was in Bangkok, which made a certain amount of sense. What little I'd been able to find out for sure had been positive, and certainly there were a number of world famous gender correction specialists associated with the place. They wouldn't talk to anyone, however. They insisted that if I wished to learn anything about their procedures that I vis...
She had the prettiest vagina he'd ever seen. Wisps of dark, neatly trimmed hair against pale skin surrounding small, perfectly symmetrical lips enticingly open in a surprised "O" of delicate pink. Whenever he saw it — she took great pleasure in showing it to him — there was always a glint of moisture, a hint of arousal. And it was always framed by lace. So...
I returned "home" when I was 29, after a failed marriage. My wife June cheated on me. I erupted. I beat the shit out of her lover -- and his brother when he intervened -- and spent a night in jail. However, my shark attorney not only got me released after one night, but she got the charges dismissed. One of her law partners also got the assholes' civil lawsu...
Chapter Two - Not Tonight Cowboy Adele opened the door to her apartment and put down her handbag and keys on the hall table. She took an envelope out of her handbag and placed it on the table. It was late, after eleven in the evening, Adele always worked late. She noticed that her bedroom door was ajar and a beam of light spilled into the hallway. Adele st...
Act I Today—it's Monday, so you know how that goes—I come home from work—I display, cut, and present snack product samples to big box store "shoppers"—to find a dozen roses waiting for me on my doorstep. There's a note: "No flower is as lovely as you, nor as sweet. Love, Charles." He should have been a poet instead of a film school student. I think of tos...
Pauline looked at me, reproaching me with her eyes for being such a baby...and I felt badly about it. I gritted my teeth, and stared at her, and once again she lifted the switch. WHACK! The clamp fell off, but I had been focusing on her breasts, and so it didn't hurt as much as it could have. "Good boy" Pauline said encouragingly. "Now we'll try the other...
Climax and The End Katie was bent over Ghalen's cock with her ass swaying in front of his face. He was hand fucking her with his large fingers creating waves of multiple orgasms that left her feeling warm and fuzzy. She swallowed 10 inches of his cock with most of it of it past her tonsils. In this short period of time she had grown to love the taste...
Part 2 Natasha Tsarina Sorry for the delay in posting this story. If you haven't read the first part I suggest you do. A special thanks to the person who helped me with the text, you know who you are. "Are you sure you want to do this?" asked Tamara. Tex put his arm around her in the back seat of the taxi, "Sure I am. You met my parents and now it's my...
Chapter Sixteen - Barrack Room Bettys The voyage back to Portsmouth was via Fremantle Western Australia, Colombo Sri Lanka, with a final fuelling stop at Gibraltar. It was uneventful until the last night at sea. Barrack Room Bettys had been filled to capacity every night as the ports on the return voyage were not particularly conductive to the sort of carou...