The door closed behind me. I was now alone in the room. I undressed and studied my surroundings. A massage table, covered with a pair of sheets, one folded up, one laid out. A small closet for my clothes. And some shelving, containing everything from a speaker to various bottles of oil, all different shapes and sizes and colors and unlabeled. How did the mas...
(This is a genre I am exploring, part biography part fiction, some imagination, full pleasure. All characters in this story are above the age of 18 years. Dedicated to S., my wife, the love of my life who has been gone for 7 years now, whose image comes to mind, as I put these words down. This is a lengthy story, which I have broken down into chapters, each...
[Part 3] O was in a high state of excitement about the rest of the day at the Mansion, which she believed would include, at least: her assisting the teacher with a sex education class for novice monks; being the attending maid at the Ceremony of the Cherry for the smoking hot Red Robe girl Rosita; and perhaps some fun with her wicked blonde roommate Joy (th...
Summary of Day 1: My wife Jill and I were on our way to spend a long weekend at Cannon Beach on the Oregon coast when we picked up two young hitchhikers, Catie and Alex. We invited them to share our motel room when their plans for camping were rained out. That first evening, one thing led to another... It was still raining when I woke the next morning. For...
The gym Rebecca goes to has a personal trainer named Chris. She had told me all about how he was sort of a celebrity. Amongst the suburban white women, a tall and muscular black personal trainer like him was in high demand. His schedule was always booked solid, though Rebecca had mentioned that she never had any trouble making an appointment with him. They...
Author's Note: This short piece is a little different from my other stories. I created it as backstory for something else on which I am working and decided to publish it. Look for more in the near future, as well as a much longer series about an older, much more experienced version of Kat, the main female character in this story. *************************...
Mona Vanderwaal had only just finished her homework. She normally breezed through it no problem, which was doubly impressive given she had more going on around her than the average teen, but lately it was taking a lot longer as she was distracted by my the haunting memory of the humiliation she recently suffered. She couldn't stop thinking about it, and it...
Author's note: This is a story based on Pretty Little Liars and takes place during Series 5, at which point all the characters are 18 or over. *** "Hello loser." Hearing those horribly familiar words combined with the horrifying sight of Alison DeLaurentis sitting on the bed of her motel room had Mona Vanderwaal stopping dead in her tracks, the momentary...
Thanks to Charlie for the editing, encouragement and advice. ***** After listening to that I realized I couldn't compete with that. I stumbled back home dragging my tail between my legs. I felt completely worthless and impotent. I had just listened to another man fuck my wife in ways I could only dream about. I paced around the house trying to figure out...
Chapter 6 -- Tell Me What You Want *** Note to readers: Hey guys -- thanks for sticking with this story, & sorry it's taking me so long to get around to posting new chapters. Unfortunately, life gets in the way of writing, and I also find myself getting distracted with ideas for new stories. Please hang in there; Vicky's story will progress to a sati...