They say relationships eventually ‘lose the spark’, but…

The first time with someone is special because… well, because it’s the first time. Because it’s novel, because it’s new, because you’ve got those butterflies that you get when you’re about to do something worthwhile. Like the first time you open a new book or hear the first few notes of a new piece of music, the excitement is in not knowing quite what to expect. It’s a milestone, as well as an experience. I’ll never forget the first time I felt you inside me, or the first time you held me after as we panted and grinned together like idiots.

The next few times still carry some of that same special quality, and all as at the same time you’re slowly figuring each other out, getting more comfortable expressing what you want, having the enjoyment of getting better at it. There’s still that little bit of tentativeness, but that’s nice too, because it means you both care about getting it right.

Published
Categorized as Erotica

That Massage Place Everyone’s Talking About, pt. 2 [F38/M25/M25] [Massage] [Toys]

*The conclusion of the story I started on here several days ago- again, the whole thing can also be viewed in its original form on Literotica:* [*https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage*](https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage) *Hope you enjoy :)*

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“Room Five, down the hall.”

Claire stood up and made her way through the double-doors. She was now in a narrow corridor lined with doors; as she watched, one opened ahead of her, and a young woman in a set of plain white bottoms and short-sleeved top emerged and made her way down towards the other end- one of their masseuses, presumably. Claire made her way along until she spotted the door marked *5*, and cautiously let herself in.

The room was, again, brightly lit and inviting, and spacious given it was largely unfurnished, save a couple of small tables round the outskirts and, of course, the large upholstered massage table in the middle. “Ms. Mulligan?” The speaker was a youngish and- alright, yes, she noticed- rather rugged man in the same plain white attire, with a good-natured, square-jawed face that broke into a welcoming smile as she entered. “I’m James. Declan and I will be your masseurs today. We’ll just take you through one or two things before we start, and if there’s anything more we can do just say the word.”

That Massage Place Everyone’s Talking About, pt. 2 [F38/M25/M25] [Massage] [Toys]

*The conclusion of the story I started on here several days ago- again, the whole thing can also be viewed in its original form on Literotica:* [*https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage*](https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage) Hope you enjoy :)

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“Room Five, down the hall.”

Claire stood up and made her way through the double-doors. She was now in a narrow corridor lined with doors; as she watched, one opened ahead of her, and a young woman in a set of plain white bottoms and short-sleeved top emerged and made her way down towards the other end- one of their masseuses, presumably. Claire made her way along until she spotted the door marked *5*, and cautiously let herself in.

The room was, again, brightly lit and inviting, and spacious given it was largely unfurnished, save a couple of small tables round the outskirts and, of course, the large upholstered massage table in the middle. “Ms. Mulligan?” The speaker was a youngish and- alright, yes, she noticed- rather rugged man in the same plain white attire, with a good-natured, square-jawed face that broke into a welcoming smile as she entered. “I’m James. Declan and I will be your masseurs today. We’ll just take you through one or two things before we start, and if there’s anything more we can do just say the word.”

Published
Categorized as Erotica

That Massage Place Everyone’s Talking About, pt. 1 [F38/M25/M25] [Massage] [Toys] [MMF]

*This is a story I originally posted on Literotica a little while ago, but which was a little over Reddit’s character limit and so which I never posted here. However, after having a bit more luck with posting another story in two parts, I’m going to try the same tactic with this one. Part 2 will be up in the next few days- or, if you’re interested, the full story can be viewed here:* [*https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage*](https://literotica.com/s/claires-toy-massage)

*Anyway…*

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*‘This town in England has its own WILD massage parlour!’*

*‘They do WHAT for massage clients?!’*

*‘They say it’s just a spa, but… ’*

“Oh, for goodness’ sake.” May closed the browsing window and shook her head wearily. “It’s popping up everywhere, Charlie.”

Her assistant nodded gravely, though she could tell he was suppressing a smile of amusement. “Perhaps it’ll blow over. Internet clickbait, you see it all the time. People might just scroll on past.”

“And what about these?” May gestured to the screen, which was now showing the latest arrivals in her email inbox. “*Our town’s reputation… sordid little enterprise… as Mayor, it is your responsibility to safeguard our values…*” She called up one email and pointed damningly. “Look. These complaints aren’t going anywhere. If anything it’s gotten worse since they won the court ruling in June. Our popularity’s tanking-”

Poker with Unforeseen Consequences [Group] [Exhibitionist] [Voyeur]

*The full version of the story preview I posted earlier; it’s now also up on Literotica, and can be viewed here:* [*https://literotica.com/s/the-poker-club-1*](https://literotica.com/s/the-poker-club-1)

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In a city I won’t care to name there is a building. Modest, ordinary; it wouldn’t look out of place in any major hub in the world, and you’d walk past it every day without wondering about what was inside. And for the most part what’s inside is, well, ordinary too: offices, storage. But then there’s the top floor, and the top floor is different.

The top floor is the lavish, luxurious home of a very exclusive club. When I say ‘exclusive’, yes, I do mean that the contents of the bar would probably sell for more than the average house, but it’s not just money that makes it prestigious- you have to know the right people. No, not like that, nothing sinister. But it takes a certain type. Adventurous, voyeuristic, good at keeping secrets. Very good at keeping secrets. I couldn’t believe some of the people I saw there, and I doubt you would either, if I was brazen enough to mention their names.

Preview – Poker with unforeseen consequences [F25] [Group sex] [Exhibitionist] [Voyeur]

*As I’ve done before, I’m posting this short introduction as a preview to the full story; I’m currently finishing it off and it’ll be up on Literotica in the next week or so.*

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In a city I won’t care to name there is a building. Modest, ordinary; it wouldn’t look out of place in any major hub in the world, and you’d walk past it every day without wondering about what was inside. And for the most part what’s inside is, well, ordinary too: offices, storage. But then there’s the top floor, and the top floor is different.

The top floor is the lavish, luxurious home of a very exclusive club. When I say ‘exclusive’, yes, I do mean that the contents of the bar would probably sell for more than the average house, but it’s not just money that makes it prestigious- you have to know the right people. No, not like that, nothing sinister. But it takes a certain type. Adventurous, voyeuristic, good at keeping secrets. Very good at keeping secrets. I couldn’t believe some of the people I saw there, and I doubt you would either, if I was brazen enough to mention their names.

Masturbation Between Friends, pt. 2 [F18/F18] [College] [First Time]

*So here it is, the second part of this story which I first posted on Literotica in full a couple of days ago (and which can be viewed here:* [*https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation*](https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation)

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I made a couple more tries in the next few days, but my heart wasn’t really in it. I had enough work to be getting on without allowing masturbation to become a chore as well. But I felt a twinge of indignation every time I looked at my bank balance, or when I opened my top drawer and saw the little gold tapered cylinder sitting there-

“Hey, you okay?”

It was Katie. We were sitting together on her bed in our pyjamas, her laptop at our feet with another show playing. It was one of those rainy Saturday afternoons where neither of us felt like doing much and Sunday seemed like plenty of time for our pre-seminar readings. “Sorry,” I said with a shrug, enjoying the way our shoulders brushed together. “Daydream.”

“Ooh, about what?”

“Don’t you try and analyse me,” I warned, though I couldn’t help but smile exasperatedly.

“You just looked far away, was all!” She shrugged again in acquiescence. “You don’t have to tell me.”

Masturbation Between Friends, pt. 1 [F18/F18] [College] [First Time]

*I published this complete story today on Literotica, and it can be viewed in full here:* [https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation](https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation)

*However, the full story is slightly over Reddit’s character limit, so I’m having to split it into two chunks to post it here.*

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What was starting university still half in lockdown like? Well, my grades were solid, I was bored out of my skull, and I masturbated a lot.

It would be fair to say that I felt a little cheated; I had envisaged the start of life as a fresher as being wild. I would finally be away for the first time in my life from the severe, disapproving glare of my parents. They would have blown their collective fuse had they got wind during my sixth-form days of a boy within striking distance of my bedroom, and I was fully intent on making up for lost time as I looked ahead to the start of university life- on bar crawls and impromptu hook-ups and not having to care any longer what other people labelled me as, like every great coming-of-age movie cliché rolled into one.

Masturbation Between Friends, pt. 1 [F18/F18] [College] [First Time]

*I published this complete story today on Literotica, and it can be viewed in full here:* [College Masturbation – Lesbian Sex – Literotica.com](https://literotica.com/s/college-masturbation)

*However, the full story is slightly over Reddit’s character limit, so I’m having to split it into two chunks to post it here.*

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What was starting university still half in lockdown like? Well, my grades were solid, I was bored out of my skull, and I masturbated a lot.

It would be fair to say that I felt a little cheated; I had envisaged the start of life as a fresher as being wild. I would finally be away for the first time in my life from the severe, disapproving glare of my parents. They would have blown their collective fuse had they got wind during my sixth-form days of a boy within striking distance of my bedroom, and I was fully intent on making up for lost time as I looked ahead to the start of university life- on bar crawls and impromptu hook-ups and not having to care any longer what other people labelled me as, like every great coming-of-age movie cliché rolled into one.

Preview – Masturbation Between Friends [F18/F18] [College] [First Time]

*I’m testing the waters here- this is just a small excerpt from a longer story I’m planning on finishing and posting to Literotica in the next few days.*

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I made a couple more tries with my new purchase in the next few days, but my heart wasn’t really in it. I had enough work to be getting on without allowing masturbation to become a chore as well. Still, I felt a twinge of indignation every time I looked at my bank balance, or when I opened my top drawer and saw the little gold tapered cylinder sitting there-

“Hey, you okay?”

It was Katie. We were sitting together on her bed in our pyjamas, her laptop at our feet with another show playing. It was one of those rainy Saturday afternoons where neither of us felt like doing much and Sunday seemed like plenty of time for our pre-seminar readings. “Sorry,” I said with a shrug, enjoying the way our shoulders brushed together. “Daydream.”

“Ooh, about what?”

“Don’t you try and analyse me,” I warned, though I couldn’t help but smile exasperatedly.

“You just looked far away, was all!” She shrugged again in acquiescence. “You don’t have to tell me.”