A Relaxing Massage For Rosie
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The summer of 1954 presented me with the most preposterous sexual adventure that any teenager—any man of any age for that matter—could hope to experience. Sometimes I pinched myself to remind myself that I was awake I’ve never told anyone about my involvement with Kathy and Rosie, not even my closest friends. They were two girls who were a slice of my “coming of age” which was a lot more than most boys going through puberty ever experienced. My involvement with Kathy and then Rosie could be...
The making of RosieBy Mad Jack69Synopsis: This is a fictional story of a young boy and his whore mother. The young boy has sexual desires for his slut of a mother and also longs to be like her. This is the third instalment documenting his journey to becoming a shemale whore. (Fb, M+F, prost, whore, size, tv, toys, creampie, strap-on, ws) Chapter 3 “Rosie, Steph and Georgy too”After his birthday surprise night with Steph Tim’s head was in a spin and his stomach in knots. He kept looking at the...
She smiled as she thought of how Beatrice, her daughter, had loved to ride in the cart when she was that age, but only if daddy pushed. Her smile faded as she remembered the day Beatrice discovered the man she knew as Uncle John being her biological father. Beatrice grew more distant from her parents after Rosie's split with Steve; after university, Bea moved out of their home and in with friends, contact with her mother dwindled, it was mainly one-sided anyway; Bea never rang her mother,...
The shrill sound of the tea kettle shattered Max’s reverie. He was remembering when he and Rosie met thirty-eight years ago. Sighing deeply, he looked down at the yellow mug and remembered the vision of the two of them rowing down the Charles River that May morning, the night after their first date, the first of many, before shocking everyone they knew by getting married one April weekend while still in their senior year of college. He had been attending Harvard and she was at Radcliffe, a few...
Love StoriesIntroduction: Rosie pines for her massive cock and Steve gets revenge Rosie wasnt quite herself. For a few weeks now shed been moping around the house. She felt like there was something missing. Steve was working from home, he told Rosie that his part of the project was over, which it was, but he just couldnt concentrate at work. After witnessing Rosie cheating without his consent last month, he still didnt know what to do about it. He was naturally laid back, which annoyed Rosie sometimes,...
When I was twenty-four, I was a well-paid mechanic at a gas station. It was summer, and a great summer it was. Back then, we used to pump the gas, and needless to say, hot chicks wearing mini-skirts always drove away with squeaky-clean windows. Life was fantastic! This summer, a gorgeous young redhead often walked past the station. I couldn’t tell how old she was, but she was gorgeous. Her lips were rosy, and out of this world. She had freckles, she had dimples; she was a living doll. Crazy as...
Love StoriesI was in my office when Crystal brought Rosie in to introduce us. “David,” Crystal said with a smile I knew meant she was teasing. “Found a stray stuck trying to get in the gate. Rosie isn’t yours, for a change, but it seems to be one your mom agreed to let crash here for a few days while her mom is out of town.” Mom came in behind Crystal and Rosie, so I went to hug mom and ask, “Mom? Are you sure? I miss Chrissy too but isn’t this a bit too soon to take in another little girl and mom...
When they entered the kitchen, Max touched Rosie's shoulder then bent over and kissed her forehead. She opened her eyes and look up at him. “Tomorrow is our thirty-seventh anniversary, dear.” Max sat down on the chair next to her wheelchair and took her hand. “That’s nice,” Rosie answered. “I think I should take a nap.” Max glanced up at Robin and sighed at Rosie's response. Robin stood behind Rosie then turned the wheelchair around. “I’ll be right back. How about making a pot of coffee?” ...
Love StoriesThe two ladies walked up the steep stairs to the heavy-looking wooden door. “Welcome to my humble home” Pauline exclaimed jokingly and she unlocked the door and thrust it open. Pauline was a fuller-figured woman in her late forties with greying hair and a pretty face. “Same as I remember it” replied Rosie as she stepped inside carrying a small brown handbag over her shoulder. Rosie was heavily pregnant and despite her huge bulging midsection managed to look luscious in a tight fitting red...
FetishIntroduction: Alls fair in love & war. Adventures in Rosieland 6 It was quiet in the house, Beatrice was at school, Rosie couldnt believe her little girl was sixteen now. Melissa, Beas half, and now step-sister was also at school. People often remarked how much the two girls looked alike, but never in front of John, there were rumours around that he wasnt Melissas father, which hed obviously heard whispered behind his back, but he payed them no mind. Steve had left her. She blamed herself, if...
That there’s a whore at her core is a well-kept secret. For she’s been scarred too many times. Certainly fuckable, the thinking went, but, stripped to her emotional core, was she then lovable?The morning sun crept through Rosie’s apartment window. Flickering across her porcelain skin, the rays reclaimed ever-changing patches of her taut physique from the shadows. Highlighting the genetic lapidary which had sculptured delicate beauty from granite, but not bright enough to reach the heart she’d...
BDSMIntroduction: The morning after the night before. I was vaguely aware of the bed rocking. Rosie sometimes wakes up horny and, not wanting to wake me because Im not a morning person, shell use one of her toys. It wasnt Rosie though, I had my arm around her still. The soft moaning wasnt hers either, but it did stir my loins. Surely the Viagra should have worn off by now, but here he came, creeping up between my belly and Rosies bottom as we spooned on the bed. Rosie stirred, pushed her bum...
Also had the small stains on the passenger seat, made by cum dripping onto it, remained - happy memories of one day during a hot, in more ways than one, summers day a year ago. I had often travelled along the same road in the vain hope of finding them again, but to no avail. While in the area, I had discovered a fantastic little country inn overlooking a lake, which served fresh caught lobster straight from it. A couple of times each month during the summer, I had gone up there to enjoy a...
I’d had a successful morning; already taking orders from two large customers when I arrived at the small seaside town in the South-West of England. I phoned my next customer to ask if he was available to see me; but his assistant told me he was out of the office and wouldn’t be back until about 2.30. As it was very sunny and hot I decided to sit on the small beach and soak up some rays for an hour or so with a sandwich and a takeaway coffee from a small wooden hut on the...
The shrill sound of the tea kettle shattered Max’s reverie. He was remembering when he and Rosie met thirty-eight years ago. Sighing deeply, he looked down at the yellow mug and remembered the vision of the two of them rowing down the Charles River that May morning, the night after their first date, the first of many, before shocking everyone they knew by getting married one April weekend while still in their senior year of college. He had been attending Harvard and she was at Radcliffe, a few...
Rosie Part 1 Rosie was my daughter's best friend from the age of six. They shared a birthday, and given her particular family circumstances, she came round to our house a great deal. She was always different. Elfin, very pretty, she had more energy than anyone I have ever known. She was funny, hyperactive and extremely intelligent. She loved gymnastics and riding her pony. When she cycled round to our house in her jodhpurs on her way back from the stables, which was next door...
Rosie is a nineteen year old work colleague of my wife; she is gorgeous and has a great body.Recently I was asked by my wife to teach Rosie how to give a blow job in her presence. I accepted the offer and it went well.A few days later I met Rosie again and this time we were alone and had a great evening of sex.Rosie has since that day been pestering my wife for further lessons, albeit she knows nothing of the second meeting. My wife has so far been reluctant to share my cock again with this...
Group SexMany years later, after taking my virginity, Rosie would tell me that it was what I wrote to her in third grade that initially endeared me to her. A couple mean boys had taunted her about her skin color on the playground and I was a silent observer of the incident. My heart went out to her when I saw her lower lip tremble, followed closely by a steady stream of large tears wetting her dark cheeks. She didn’t run away in spite of the hurt put on her by her young white tormentors. She just stood...
InterracialRosie Part 6 I will not dwell overlong on my experience with Annabelle and Georgie after leaving Rosie's room. To my relief, their response to my knock, entry, curtsey to the room, curtsey to Annabelle, reading at the desk, and Georgie, luxuriating in the bed, together with the prescribed greeting, was laughter. Annabelle's greeting was a question as to why I was wearing a pair of soaked panties over my face. I burbled an explanation about how it was my fault, that I had asked Miss...
As a driving instructor and examiner, I loved driving, and teaching people to drive - cars and motor bikes. I was out cruising, enjoying the drive and seeing the scenery all around me. The windows were down allowing a gentle breeze to blow through the car, keeping the temperature at a comfortable level. Ahead, I saw two small figures at the side of the road, thumbing a lift. I started to slow my Mercedes, a top of the range luxury model, having no qualms about picking up strangers and...
The Making of RosieBy Mad Jack69Synopsis: This is a fictional story of a young boy and his whore mother. The young boy has sexual desires for his slut of a mother and also longs to be like her. This is the second instalment documenting his journey to becoming a shemale whore. (Fb, M+F, prost, whore, size, tv, toys, creampie, strap-on, ws) Chapter Two “Timmy becomes Rosie”Tim woke up at nine o’clock with his morning hard on tenting the duvet and his mum at the bedroom door looking sexy as ever...
Just last night whilst driving home I saw Rosie walking through the estate.Only last Friday I had reluctantly (not) offered my cock to Rosie to use so that my wife could teach her the art of oral sex. Rosie had a new boyfriend and did not want to appear like an amateur and wanted to give him 100% pleasure.Anyway I pulled the car over and rolled the window down and called out to Rosie.Rosie came running over and asked if my wife had passed her message on."What message would that be?" I...
Oral SexRosie Part 5 I turned to leave, my gut churning with the thought of how I could approach Annabelle and Georgia with Maria's panties over my face and my 15 hour erection outlined clearly in my silky pyjama bottoms. I felt a combination of fear and excitement, and it was only the fact that Rosie had commanded me that it made it possible to go through with it. "Wait!" Rosie's voice drifted languidly to the door, like the smoke from her cigarette. "I've got another present for...
Matthew Rollins was thirty-eight years old. He was divorced, somehow he and his former wife's union hadn't fulfilled either he or his ex Sarah, and they had drifted apart. There were no children, and no hard feelings. They were still friends, and though they didn't often see each other, they chatted every couple of days by phone. Matt (as he preferred to be called) had had an injury in an auto collision while driving to work a couple of years back. The car that had hit his car had been a...
Here is a story about my ex wife and I from many years ago, reading the stories on here regarding cuckoldry and extra marital sex I thought I would share this with you.Rosie my wife a nice looking farmers daughter not skinny not fat just nicely made pleasant to be with and we had a nice life nothing startling but we were happy.This all took place in the seventies I was working long hours and Rosie (name changed) worked in a small office in a local processing factory. We had been married around...
Copyright© It was a Friday evening. I was a writer, coming home after a meeting with my publisher, and I was looking forward to slumping in front of the TV with a whiskey and putting something in the microwave before getting an early night. The train drew into the station and I got out and headed for the exit. As I left the station, I vaguely noticed a woman standing against the wall, and as I approached she turned towards me. 'Can you spare some change, mister?' She wore a loose off-the...
You are a eighteen year old student. You are currently on vacation in Los Angeles. You are going to your hotel room, when you see Jason Statham making out with a girl in the bar. You then see this tall strikingly beautiful woman walk in, then quickly leave in tears. You think nothing of it and you go back to your room. Then you hear shouting next door. You decide to check it out. You tell the maid you left the key in your room and need to get in. There you see Jason Statham and his...
Rosie Part 8 Lunch was actually a lot of fun. Nobody referred to the previous incidents, and I was encouraged to join the meal, which was a light tuna salad. Annabelle served my plate from the salad bowl, and I noticed that she measured my portion very carefully. She also passed me a pill. I looked at it warily. "Don't worry Nunkie, it's an appetite suppressant. Nothing to worry about. We're going to talk about your diet at our six o'clock appointment." Conversation was very...
It was a wild Hollywood party,,1989 everyone that was anyone was thier. A luxurious penthouse in the sky. The party thrown by roseanne was to be the most decedant,,orgy of sex and v******e ! Every sexy kink was to be explored, Roseanne sits atop a magnificent throne! Dressed like a 50s sex kitten,,her big boobs in a glorious red bra,,matching panties cover her ample hips and ass,,,black garters and nylons,,,full heavy make up,,and a 50s bouffant hair do.reigning over her subjects,,,,large...
We’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing ... Then we’re looking at a crowded sandy beach – kids building sandcastles, parents sunbathing ... Then we’re looking at a grim street of residential blocks – skinny kids running around as exhausted looking single mothers carry the shopping home... Now we’re at a railway station, a big, clean and vibrant space. A sign on the wall reads ‘BIRMINGHAM NEW STREET’. It’s a large modern space, with...
Rosie Part 10 I lay in the gynaelogical chair for what seemed like an eternity. The electrical impulses generated by the Pleasure One setting washed through my body; the large plug buzzed inside me; the insistent voices repeated their messages. I was aware that the circlet around my forehead was tingling, and despite the shocking events of the last hour, I began to feel relaxed. Not sleepy, exactly, but mildly aroused, and pleased not to be suffering the pain. Content. I became...
Rosie Part 7 There was a explosion of joy. Rosie's announcements were received with cheers from the girls. Such news. The stupendous Court win. Jobs, living quarters, a Grand Plan! As the girls gathered round Rosie, it was hard not to be swept up in the excitement, especially since I was surrounded by five beautiful scantily clad young women, even if a worm of disquiet was turning inside me. Rosie clapped her hands. "Let's celebrate properly! Unka, the best Champagne." I went to...
Come with me now, sweet Rosie. I have a special space prepared, here in this world we share - here only, in our minds. The light is soft and golden - candlelight. The bed is wide and soft, and laid with silk and fur. Soft music; a sensual Middle Eastern beat, exotic, rhythmic. Oh, look; here is a bottle of scented oil...Lie down. Yes. Nude, barefoot and shaven smooth, all of you bare for my pleasure. And your own....Give me your mouth, my Rose. It's been so long. Just a touch, a moment's...
Love StoriesIt was always quiet on Friday mornings at Justine's Law Offices.She was idly flipping through the photos of last weekends wild daughter-swapping orgy with Rosie the Lush Shop lesbian. The video clips of their sixteen-year-old daughters Molly and Chloe tribbing on the sheepskin rug and the four of them riding the dildos on a table brought distinct dampness between her thighs.The ringing phone dragged her back to reality. "You've got a visitor," announced the young receptionist, "I've put her in...
Incest"Hi, Buddy, what's up besides your pecker." These dubious words of wisdom came from Agnes, the 45-year-old waitress at Mack's Diner. It was late one rainy night and I had dropped in for my customary dinner after work. Mack's Diner was in, what had once been, a fashionable part of town but now was just one step away from skid row. It had become, over the years, a local greasy spoon, frequented by seniors on a fixed income who didn't want to cook at home, singles, like myself, who had no...
Many years ago, I made my usual daily trip up to the offices where there were lots of girls to ogle, and it was the time of the miniskirt and minidress, so I always ended up very worked up and often needing to spray the bog-seat with spunk. On one visit, I noticed a new addition to the staff, and soon found out Her name was Miss Rosie – very important as I have to chant Her name over and over as I rub my knob thinking about Her every evening. She liked to wear short skirts and soon I was...
Just last night whilst driving home I saw Rosie walking through the estate. Only last Friday I had reluctantly (not) offered my cock to Rosie to use so that my wife could teach her the art of oral sex. Rosie had a new boyfriend and did not want to appear like an amateur and wanted to give him 100% pleasure. Anyway I pulled the car over and rolled the window down and called out to Rosie. Rosie came running over and asked if my wife had passed her message on. ‘What message would that be?’ I...
Rosie part 9 Molly trotted after me, her skyscraper heels clicking on the parquet of the hallway. I opened the door to my bedroom for her. Tossing her fiery curls imperiously, she looked at me as she swept into the room. "Right, Maid, it's time to get you out of your uniform and into pyjamas." Notwithstanding my recent humiliations, I was suffused with a fresh wave of shame. I was not going to be able to get out of my skin tight costume without Molly's help, and as for my...
I had been here before. Kissing the inner sides of her thighs, working my way higher and higher... This time, however, she seemed to sense the direction I truly wanted to go. felt the tips of her toes brush lightly against the tip of my already erect dick. The sudden realization brought me to full attention, my erection forcing its way tightly against the tiny pocket her toes made. I thrust into her toes and let out a slight moan. I looked up in time to see her smirk, before her hand was on my...
FetishWe lived in a three bedroom house in the country. Just me, my girlfriend and her mom and sister. We lived in california and it was always hot. Usually in the 80's or 90's. And Rosie would usually just walk around in tiny short shorts and loose little tank tops. Revealing her long beautiful legs and and decent amount of her tight little booty. She had dark brown hair and eyes, which were big, brown and incredibly sexy. I couldn't help but notice when she walked around. I tried not to...
Rosie is a nineteen year old work colleague of my wife, she is gorgeous and has a great body. Recently I was asked by my wife to teach Rosie how to give a blow job in her presence. I accepted the offer and it went well. A few days later I met Rosie again and this time we were alone and had a great evening of sex. Rosie has since that day been pestering my wife for further lessons, albeit she knows nothing of the second meeting. My wife has so far been reluctant to share my cock again with this...
We were in that beautiful, transitional moment after our morning loving. That time between heart thumping climax, and the stark realities of the need to get the day moving. She playfully nuzzled my neck, then pecked me on the lips, and bounced from the bed in the direction of the shower. Her lithe body all taut and sensuous as she disappeared into the bathroom. I shivered in delight, wanting to pinch myself to be sure this gorgeous nineteen year old beauty was really mine. Silently counting my...
SeductionNEW HIRE #1 Richmond Kaiser Shipyard Welding Crew #138: Calvin McKee, chief, Dennis Selfridge, yours truly Alice Jean Crowder, and Warner Marti — Kaiser’s best burners, we called ourselves. Hardhats with a 138 over a big V for victory. I’m Alice Jean. I bring in more take-home than my husband Stan who’s a rigger. Then Calvin got on with GE’s sub division, and Dennis had the seniority. Myself, I’d started later in the trade, leaving college for the war effort. I’d been studying for the stage,...
So Rosie and I have been discussing fooling around at her work for quite some time now. This particular day after work without notice I headed over to hers. She had a few hours left in her shift but I knew she had a break approaching and i could not wait til the end of the day to get up in her tight little cunt. I parked my car and walked into her building. A few of her coworkers spotted me, we had a quick little chat and i told them i wasn't feeling too well so they told me to lay down in...
The doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting anyone, especially the small young woman on my doorstep. The first thing I noticed was the kangaroo-style baby carrier on her chest with a tiny head visible. A diaper bag was hanging from her shoulder and a beat-up wheeled suitcase stood on the sidewalk. A hopeful face looked up at me and said hesitantly, “My name is Rosie. Do you have an apartment open?” I invited her in and brought her suitcase, then offered a drink. She chose water. I had the same....
My name is Rosie, I work in a diner. I’ve been in this town all my life, I’m 29, basically still a virgin, not quite but nearly. I haven’t dated in, ohh it has to be at least 6 years. Not that I haven’t had the opportunity. I’m no glamour but I’ve looks enough. It was just after I met him and fell madly in love with him, that dating other men became unnatural for me… He comes in here everyday and over the years we’ve talked a fair bit, he still doesn’t know that I’m in love with him and I...
The drive down to London had been horrendous. Five hours on motorways in pouring rain. Sonia felt tense, her shoulders and back were tight and aching, and her head was pounding. Flopping down on the bed in her hotel room, she grabbed the hotel information book to see what drinks to order from room service. While she flicked through the pages her eye was caught by the advert for the hotel’s health and beauty centre. A nice back massage would be absolutely fabulous she thought. When she rang up...
LesbianCome with me now, sweet Rosie. I have a special space prepared, here in this world we share – here only, in our minds. The light is soft and golden – candlelight. The bed is wide and soft, and laid with silk and fur. Soft music, a sensual Middle Eastern beat, exotic, rhythmic. Oh, look, here is a bottle of scented oil… Lie down. Yes. Nude, barefoot and shaven smooth, all of you bare for my pleasure. And your own…. Give me your mouth, my Rose. It’s been so long. Just a touch, a moment’s...
Rosie/M Jon and I had come to terms with my relationship with Ron and I must say he was being a lovely husband and spoiling me outrageously. My undies draw was full of new and very naughty items Jon had brought back from a trip to the US. I was enjoying my more dominant status in our marriage and I am sure Jon was much happier with me taking the lead. Ron and I were continuing with our delicious and very sexy affair, if that is what you call it with the full knowledge of your husband. We were...
Rosie/M Jon and I had come to terms with my relationship with Ron and I must say he was being a lovely husband and spoiling me outrageously. My undies draw was full of new and very naughty items Jon had brought back from a trip to the US. I was enjoying my more dominant status in our marriage and I am sure Jon was much happier with me taking the lead. Ron and I were continuing with our delicious and very sexy affair, if that is what you call it with the full knowledge of your husband. We were...
Hi all this is Rishi again with my latest true story. This time it happened with my house maid who is well in mid 40’s, working at our house for past 4 years. She has wheatish complexion, tall, slender body dimensions, nice ass and juicy small boobs. Her name is Vidya and she hails from Punjab, settled in Delhi after her marriage and is living here for past 22 years. Her husband works as Truck driver’s helper and mostly stays away from home. She has 1 daughter and 1 son. Her daughter is real...
Hello ISS readers. This is Rohan Sharma and this is my first story. So please bare with my mistakes as I’m not familiar with it. Please give me your valuable feedbacks at Let me tell you about myself first. I’m Rohan sharma from bangalore with a normal sized penis of 7.5 inches(don’t wish to lie). I’m a masseur(massage therapist) by profession and I’m working for a reputed spa in Bangalore. I even provide body massage at home at a very reasonable price.. Let’s start with the story without...
They say first love is difficult to forget. I totally agree with it. I have not forgotten my first love. But even more difficult is to forget first sexual experience. I know it too because I still remember first time I got laid and I will remember it till my death. I had been lucky that my first time was with an experienced partner, that too with someone I knew. It was my Mami (my maternal aunt) who gave me that unforgettable experience. In my third year of engineering, for a mandatory one moth...
I had called the massage place earlier in the day to make an appointment... the woman who answered (Bonnie) set me up for a one-hour session with Doris, at 2:30. I arrived around 2:20, early for once. No one was sitting at the front desk; apparently, they were a bit understaffed today. A well-dressed man came out from the back, looking to pay and leave. He asked if I was there to see Doris; when I said yes, he told me "She's back there, in room 7 - why don't you just go back?" I declined,...
Tight foreskin in a massage parlorHaving read some of the stories in this section I thought you may be interested in a story I have to tell. If the gentleman concerned recognizes himself, I send my best regards!In 1985 I worked for a time in a massage parlor in east London. We had a few regulars; one sweet guy I remember came once a month or so for a year. He was from out of London, a single man probably mid 20s. He was quite plump and had ginger hair, His name was Ben. He was always dressed...
Hi guys, thanks for all the feedback that you have provided to me in my earlier sex story, search and read “lonely wife wild sex fantasy with a masseur” to give me more comments. For people who do not know me, I am Karthik, 26 from the city of pearls (Hyderabad), professional masseur. Send in your comments on I am here with my next experience that I had last month and to be very honest it was an amazing experience with mid aged women of late 30’s and a young girl in young 20’s turning out to...
I’m Nishant (Nish), male aged 29, from Bangalore/Bengaluru. I’m a software engineer by profession and working in an MNC and also an experienced masseur (providing massage) for females and couples. I travel across India to give massage to my clients. All the massages are done by me at the customer’s doorstep (home/hotel) at a very nominal cost. Mail your comments, feedbacks, enquires on I keep getting many enquiries from many people, who pretends to be females, but are males, but hard to trust...
We will now relate what was passing in the house of the king's attorney after the departure of Madame Danglars and her daughter, and during the time of the conversation between Maximilian and Valentine, which we have just detailed. M. de Villefort entered his father's room, followed by Madame de Villefort. Both of the visitors, after saluting the old man and speaking to Barrois, a faithful servant, who had been twenty-five years in his service, took their places on either side of the...