When I was 20 years old, I once went to a normal massage therapist (which was actually in a beauty salon). Not being used to seeing men walk in there, I got the most curious looks as I stepped in to ask about their therapy sessions. The young woman took my name down and gave me an appointment. When I came back the next day for my appointment, I was greeted by the mother of that same lady. I was not too happy because the mother was clearly in her late 40’s early 50’s. I decided to go for it […]
*** A young man gives and receives a massage to and from his best friend’s foxy mom. *** Mike Johnson and I have been friends since before high school, and grew up just a few blocks from each other. We’re both now 19 and in college. This summer we are back in our hometown and see each other every few days. He is working part time for a retail store, and I’m studying therapeutic massage three days each week. Yesterday we planned for me to come over to his parents’ house after lunch and hang out at their pool, which […]
Sandra and I have always had a curiously sexual relationship. Not that any physical contact has ever taken place, but sex is never far off the agenda when we converse. My partner is her husband’s sister, so I guess that makes her my sister-in-law; indeed, I met Lesley at one of Sandra’s parties. This is vaguely irrelevant, although it does explain the relationship, e.g., outrageous flirting and general horsing around with somebody I see frequently, although no contact One Sunday afternoon, I had returned home from playing golf, showered and as usual, was intending to spend the rest of the […]
About two weeks later, Lesley was out for the evening and I was carrying out her instructions. These were to tidy up the house, sort the laundry, etc while naked and erect. I was to maintain an erection for two hours by masturbating then, after 9pm, it was up to me. I could either continue masturbating or not, but I was not to ejaculate without permission. We often play this game. It is part of the humiliation and exhilaration of being naked and under somebody else’s direction. Of course, I could just strip, wank and get on with stuff, but […]
Many months had past since the previous episodes of this short saga, during which time normal relationships were resumed. Sandra and I kept bumping into each other at various family functions and would occasionally speak on the phone, but for some reason my masturbatory efforts on her behalf were never discussed or even referred to. There were highlights of course. At a drinks party for my birthday at a local bar, Sandra came over to the table where I was sat with a beer she had just bought for me. Nothing unusual in that, except that she was wearing a […]
I learned to masturbate when I was about 11 years old. I was in the bath tub and for some reason I had a hard on. I was soaping it up and it just felt better and better until I came. From then on there was no stopping me. My mother had an old maid aunt who was about 62 years old. One day while she was visiting us she had to use the bathroom which is right across from my room. I had my door closed part way and was laying on my bed. I had a perfect view […]
It all started when I was 13….. My ma and pops got divorced that year. During the break-up they sent me off to Grandma’s for a while. Gram was widowed at a young age and loved having the company. At this time she was not much older than 50 and carried along a plump figure. 5’4 give or take with a huge set of natural tits and an ass you could set your coffee mug on. To cope with my parents’ divorce I had been stealing my pops’ pornos and experimenting with masturbation. About 3 hours after stepping in my […]
Why do I love older women? Well, I generally feel pretty insecure about myself, and I never felt special until the Getters moved in next door and Mrs Getter asked me to watch the children for them. I’m eighteen and what do I know about things like swinging and swapping, but I found it out first-hand when she and her old man came home a little drunk earlier this evening. I get up to leave and Mr. Getter starts to pay me, but then he winks at his wife and puts his wallet away and looks me over.They exchange a […]
When I was 12 my auntie and I were struck with tragedy. My uncle died of a heart attack at the age of just 32. It was a really difficult time but I guess it brought my auntie and I closer together. I started giving her a lot of hugs and began sleeping in her bed to keep her company. This was all perfectly innocent and we were just supporting each other. However, being in that situation meant that we saw each other naked as we got changed in the same room. She hadn’t seen me naked for a while […]
A son and mother look at their relationship from their own perspective. The story of how a mother and son’s relationship develops and changes from mere maternal love to full sexual love is complicated. It doesn’t happen overnight and it often takes years. That’s why the story is long. In this, we look at the relationship from both the mum’s and son’s perspectives and witness their doubts and fears, their aspirations and desires. The son. I suppose it was akin to letting Dracula into a blood bank, a cat into a fish shop or giving a pyromaniac a box of […]
I’m a 34-year-old married male and the story I’m going to tell you happened to me last week. My wife and her mother have and will always be close; her father left her and her mother when she was just a baby. My mother-in-law is a very sexy 58-year-old, with curves in all the right places and very large breasts. Anyway, My wife works for a company that sends her out of town to fix companies computers when they crash. One night she gets a call and has to leave in the morning, but she will be home in about […]
by Spyder At 35 years old, I had achieved most of the goals I had set out to accomplish. I had been a very good swimmer in college, captaining my team to a National Championship. After graduation I had built a swimsuit design and manufacturing business that had grown so much that it attracted a buyout offer from a national company. They agreed to keep me on the payroll as a designer for as long as I wanted to work. The only stipulation was that I work out of their company headquarters instead of my home. It was very strange […]
