A few weeks ago, a gorgeous woman dropped in at my massage salon in Asakusa, a retro-style neighborhood in Tokyo and a popular tourist mecca. Asakusa attracts thousands of foreigners each day, flocking to the Kaminarimon Gate and Sensouji Temple, among th...
I jumped in the passenger side and we waited for Sarah. I looked over in time to see Sarah strutting towards the car in a short skirt and t-shirt. It was like a scene from a movie. Everything slowed down as I took it all in. Those sexy, bare legs, the hyp...
"Good morning dear. How'd you sleep?" "Okay I guess. Why?" "Can't I just ask how you slept?" "Well if you really must know, I didn't get much sleep. I haven't had a good nights sleep in a while. I must say I envy how much sleep you get. Must be all that r...
In the steamy heat of the showerThe river's gently flowingWater droplets all over your bodyMy cock is steadily growingYou touch your pussy, teasinglyAnd give me that dirty lookThe one that says you own meThat you have me on your hook
You move restlessly in your sleep, it's such a real dream. The person you have been chatting with is in bed with you. His lips have been worshipping your body and are on a trip up your left leg. The first trip was up your right leg. Reaching that warm jun...
Street lights flickered on and the sidewalks glistened from the remnants of an earlier shower. I stopped to gaze in a store window to see if the red pumps I was drooling for were still there. A man was blocking my view, but then I changed my attention to...
I am tired and wired And thinking I am tired and wired And drinking I am tired and wired Thinking about sex I am tired and wired Sex will make me forget I am tired and wired When you pin me down I am tired and wired Ignore my frown I am tired and wired Su...
As a massage therapist for the last number of years, I have gained much satisfaction from knowing that my hands have helped people and made them happy. It was a career I wanted to do for many years, as I was often told that I was very good with my hands....
The water streamed over their bodies, washing away the sweat and the grime from a long day. She loved the delicious feeling of his hands on her breasts. His hand sliding and coping as the flesh was made slick by the soap. His hand slipped up and over her...
Summer In the Ozarks 5 By the time they reached the lake, the sun was high in the sky and bearing down on Arkansas with full intensity. Despite all the rain from the previous day, the mercury had risen toward the one hundred degree mark. That was not unus...
A week had passed after I had held my first private English lesson. I had swapped careers, moving from my steady job in engineering to pursue my vocation as an English teacher. Now, I was reconsidering the wisdom of the whole thing, given the lapse in jud...
Now that Erika seemed comfortable talking about her love of nylon stockings—not to mention how she enjoys wearing them all the time, even while bathing—I ventured to suggest that we share our own experiences. Talking can be the best therapy—besides, I was...
Impatient with my bumbling, she crossed to me and quickly finished unbuttoning my shirt. It was a little odd, because of her high heels, to be almost eye-to-eye with her as she pushed my shirt off my shoulders and then peeled my t-shirt over my head. I wa...
Freya’s clothes lay strewn across the front room marking a trail leading to the master bedroom. Freya beckoned with an almost musical tone, “I feel much better. Could you help me with something?” “What’s the problem? It’s kind of late, can’t it wait till...
