If you read my last submission you will know that, having visited a new parlour, I left feeling very disappointed and particularly horny having had a reasonable massage but no happy ending. I had however received an intriguing text from Suki who had given me the massage. In her text Suki apologised that the massage had not lived up to my expectations explaining that it was not allowed. She also explained that Friday was h...

I am alone at home today, these times don't happen very often these days, I am wearing a black and while dress and black lace panties, see my media pics This story is about the time just before retirement that I met up with my ex, I hope you like it. I have been in touch with Julie for a while we had got back in touch through Facebook, my wife knew that I had met her for coffee a couple of times when I was away working in...

WATCHING MY WIFE CH. 03 Another shoot, another adventure. Later that week, Steve rang to say he had an offer of a paid shoot if Anna was interested. He had been contacted by a local company who was putting together a new website and promotional campaign to promote their "sensual massage" for women. He explained that the shoot would follow the normal massage service offered by the masseur. Anna thought this sounded like a...

Having had two tremendous and very satisfying massages I dropped a text to the same parlour asking to book a massage for a date and time a couple of days into the future. Normally I would get a response within a few minutes but on this particular occasion it was more than an hour before I heard the familiar text tone. You might imagine my disappointment when, on opening the message, I read that they were not open for the...

If you read my last story you will know she had scooped up my cum after I had cum in her mouth and it had dribbled down my hard shaft and she'd pushed it in to her pussy, smearing it over her lips and clit. She insisted that I then cleaned her and so I set to work on the task. She lay back and parted her legs, exposing her cum covered shaved pussy. I moved forward and positioned myself so I could lick clean her pussy. As...

I used to work in the Heritage sector, looking after old, interesting buildings. It was at one such building that I first met Elizabeth, and, her husband John. They were an older couple, long since retired, very interested in local history, the local church (now closed and awaiting a buyer) The couple were keen on researching 'War graves and memorials' in the church were memorials to local people, fallen in both World war...

I was twenty one, a management trainee. She was probably twice my age, and the company's internal auditor. I had met her when she came to the branch where I worked. Everybody fancied her, everybody feared her. Her nickname was The Ice Queen and there was no doubting her attractiveness , despite the business suits, thick rimmed glasses and severe hairstyle. The rumour was that she liked fresh meat, but nobody could confirm...

WATCHING MY WIFE CH. 02 We return to the studio for Anna's portfolio shoot and more. We spoke to Steve to confirm that we would be coming back to the studio for the promotional shoot, and agreed that we would again make it a weekend, so that it didn't take up his studio time during the week. It also meant that I could go along with Anna and hopefully watch her getting a little more attention from Steve's crew. He told us...

Thanks to all those who viewed my recent submission which gave an account of my very first happy ending massage. Particular thanks to those that took time to provide comments and it is you that have inspired me to provide details of my next and subsequent visits. A couple of weeks after my first visit I dropped a text to the same mobile number asking to book a 60 minute massage for a couple of days time. With the experien...

It’s too cold outside That’s what she said to me. We’d been messaging Terry for a wee or so, and seen face and cock pictures ( in fact avery impressive dick pick) and C had decided she would meet with him. But the weather had changed, she was right, it was cold out. Wanting to present herself at her best, she intended wearing silken underwear and a little black dress, along with high, fuck me shoes, none of which was real...

This is a true story about my first ever happy ending massage. I had been out of circulation on the dating scene for a while and was feeling somewhat lonely. A friend of mine who I met up with occasionally for a pint suggested I should “get myself a massage”. I’d never given it a thought before but when I got home from the pub I googled “massage near me”. A number of sites came up and I checked through a number of them be...

To recap Pete our neighbour, who is 60, has fucked Ann, who is 23, on a number of occasions and joined us for threesomes. Ann has also fucked his three friends, Dave 60, Derek 63 and Mike 65. I was doing some gardening and noticed Ann talking to Pete over the low garden wall. She was fondling his cock through his shorts. I went over to see what they were talking about. “Ann was just telling me how she likes her pussy stre...

WATCHING MY WIFE Watching her get all she can take on a photo shoot. Where on earth do you start a tale like mine? I guess I should set the scene first. My wife, Anna, is a cute little thing, 5ft tall, 34B-24-34 figure, shapely legs, sexy arse, and pert little tits. But what I have always found so sexy about her is that with this dynamite body, and gorgeous looks, she still comes across as one of those women that all men...

Those of you who have seen my previous stories will know about my time with my HR manager and how she took a full load in to herr mouth, how her arse looked so round and pert and how she liked to watch me wank. Her main skill was a blow job. She knew just how firm to suck, when to tease with her tongue and just where and when to finger and grip me. The first time I felt this fully was when we'd arranged to spend a night a...

We were at a party, not a party I particularly wanted to be at, but we were here. Not really my sort of people, all rather up their own arse types. They were mostly “friends” of my husband, either work or rugby people. Well to do types, the sort of people I didn’t feel particularly comfortable with. Surprisingly it hadn’t been too bad, the music had started quite early so I could avoid endless small talk about Caribbean h...