Chapter 8. Work it on Out [OC] [exercise sex] [FFM] [oral sex] [barely legal]

Click [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/eatu55/comments/lyjzpr/learning_to_live_with_honey_and_anne_an_erotic/) for the series overview and previous chapters.

I had no more meetings so I knocked off work early, skipping lunch and going straight home. It’s a brisk fall day. The sun is bright and there is a light breeze. It’s a perfect day for a run in the park.

Our house is situated on a small hill that slopes from the street in front down toward the horse property behind us. This allows us to have a walk-out basement, half of which is my gym.

My gym has 16 feet of picture windows overlooking the pond. In the corner, I have our two treadmills facing the glass for those runs Anne and I do in bad weather. Between the treadmills and the French doors is our hot tub. The rest of the space is filled with a pro cable setup (two opposing pillars with cables connected by a bridge with chinning and pull up mounts), two adjustable benches, and a selection of free weights. The other side of the basement has a 6-seat sauna, a shower room and the laundry.

The Coming of Ellie Mae Part 5

FM/Oral/Prostate Stimulation/Strap on Pegging/Squirting

The Coming of Ellie Mae
Part 5

I am a new writer and will take any and all positive criticism in an effort to help me be a better writer. In saying this, all the comments I have received so far is either a great job or great job but work on this issue(s). To those that read this, please take time and let me know how I am doing or GIVE ME IDEAS FOR FURTHER ACTIONS by Ellie Mae. I write these stories for the joy of the readers, if I don’t get reads or lack to deliver what the reader expects, I am not doing my job as a writer. Thank you for those that have commented and in advance for those that will in the future.

I decide to catch some much needed sun riding the lawnmower as I cut the grass. I put on my shorts, hiking boots and Costa Del Mars and jump on the mower. I love cutting the grass as I don’t have to think and just drive around. My mind wanders and have solved the entire worlds problem while doing it. Like I keep saying, the simple things in life are the best.

Extracting His Life Force – #1 in Series of Clear Energy Health – Dominant Female Doctor Milks Male Patient’s Prostate

This is my first published story on Amazon (I signed up for Kindle Select so I can’t post the whole story here). It is available to read for free if you have Kindle Unlimited or $2.99 if not. It has done pretty good for a first time publisher. Here is a synopsis of the series and episode.

Follow the commanding Dr. Lela Lush’s escapades as she heads up her flagship Clear Energy Health Clinic. 

Dr. Lela loves her job helping her patients obtain optimum health through clearing energy blockages. However the talented doctor harbors dark desires when she uses the unorthodox practices of male submission, milking, pegging, punishment, and BDSM therapies to achieve her miracle cures. 

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Extracting His Life Force:

Dan will do anything to please his wife Cora even if it means submitting to the unusual treatments of Dr. Lela Lush at her unorthodox Clear Energy Health Clinic.  However he never expected how far the commanding doctor would push him when she extracted his very life force in the pursuit of remedying his fertility problems. 

Explore prostate milking / massage, or male milking, pegging, Femdom and male submission in this torrid tale. 

Liquid Gold [fantasy, femdom, cbt, prostate milking]

My former husband ruined these lands. He was a miserly, stubborn old man who let his people starve and succumb to disease for years as madness clouded the end of his reign. Most wicked of all was that he had the audacity to use his authority to force me to marry him, then to die, leaving me without an heir to retain control of the crown yet shouldering the responsibility of it.

I have done things I shouldn’t. Made deals with beings whose names couldn’t be uttered by human tongue. Entities who it would be called mad to commune with, much less bargain. The Inquisitor would see me burn for what I have done…

…if he wasn’t currently on his knees at the foot of my bed.

I have entertained many lovers in these bedchambers since my husband passed. Men who offered a young woman comfort only to act like beasts behind closed doors. Others who offered aid and guidance, at the price of letting their obese, sweaty forms gyrate between my legs. I’ve had…many lovers, yes.

[MF] How to Have Better Sex with Prostate Massage + Quick & Easy Guide on Finding it

A quick guide to having better sex with prostate massage & how to locate the prostate if you’re having trouble – this seems to be more common than you think.

Not only is Prostate Massage an extremely pleasurable activity—whether that be solo or with a partner—but it can actually promote improved sexual health for men suffering from prostatitis or an enlarged prostate.

Sometimes referred to as Prostate Massage Therapy or Prostate Milking, Prostate Massage is the Bees Knees—especially if you’ve always thought women had the monopoly on multiple orgasms.

If you feel uneasy at the thought of this, take comfort in the fact that learning how to massage your prostate or having it done for you can provide a myriad of benefits alongside improved sexual performance and, of course, pleasure.

Throughout time, Prostate Massage has historically been used to enhance a man’s sexual aptitude. Very sexually active men or men who had many partners used Prostate Milking as a way to help maintain their regular sexual activity. Today, however, we now know that Prostate Massage brings with it a host of other benefits: the aforementioned points, incredible hands-free orgasms, and improved erectile function.

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch [M19/F38] [mommy domme] [chastity] [NO incest] [BDSM] [gentle femdom] [dirty talk]

Mommy’s Gentlest Touch

I make my way exhaustedly into the house. It’s been a long day at college classes and things aren’t getting much better for me. I stumble into the living room, dropping my bag as I do, and kicking my shoes off. That’s when I see a woman waiting on the couch with her legs crossed staring directly at me.

She’s Columbian, average height, not skinny but in decent shape with black hair running down her neck and behind her back with slight waves. Her green eyes glisten and her face beams with a smile. While attractive, she’s aged some at almost 40. She wears a black, modest dress that flaunts a massive E cup cleavage.

“Well, you know the drill.” She says in her deep accent. “Dress code.”

Immediately, I do as I am told. I begin stripping the clothes off my lean, caucasian body. I throw my shirt over my blonde hair. I unbuckle my jeans and pull them down. I take my clothes and set them to the side. I then pull my socks off as well. I stand barefoot and almost nude on the other side of the couch in front of her.

Storm Chasing Part 2 [MF]

It was now Thursday. It involved a meeting with a lot of the other heads of departments. The morning went swimmingly. Tim went off for his catch up with his old friend, I did a lot of boring spreadsheet related crap. It was to be my first head of department meeting. I expected to be bored. Tim came back in a bad mood. I heard him swear.

“*What’s wrong?”*

“*Meeting is cancelled.”*

“*Why?”*

“*Well, apparently all the other heads decided to take the afternoon off to go get drunk. I perhaps should have gotten drunk at my catch up but no, I still prefer to remain professional. Fuckwits.”*

“*I was not even aware of this.”*

“*I can guarantee all their little secretaries knew and didn’t bother to tell you. These are not the women you having breakfast with, are they?”*

“*No. It is a couple of the actual scientists. I did notice, the secretaries are a breed of their own. Everyone else has been lovely.”*

“*Never mind, it just leaves me with a two hour block with nothing to do. I can change that. Are you keen?”*

“*Well, yes.”*

A Week Of Fantasy Island [MF] [MM] [BDSM]

I saw it advertised online. In clear black and white in the pages of an adult entertainment website. I was not sure what I was looking for, other than a release from the doldrums of a dire day to day existence. I had come out of a long term relationship rudderless, and the seemingly endless sea of porn and unfilled promises was doing my head in. The words read out like a beacon to my cock.

# Fantasy Island

Within the advertisement, was a promise of a week of heteroflexibility, where you would be one of many, ready to take part in a competition of sexual pleasure. I didn’t know what to make of it, at first. Heteroflexible? Admittedly, that was something that ended my relationship. I had dearly wanted my ex girlfriend to put toys in my ass and she wouldn’t. I started watching bisexual porn and became intrigued by the cocks of other men. Was it going to be worth the flight in Australia and the copious bits of paperwork required. Paperwork to attain consent, which would be verbally confirmed upon arrival.

Fantasy Island – The Final Day [Bi] [anal] [Fdom] [Msub]

Sunday, I can hardly believe it. The day was planned as a free for all where the men were encouraged to take advantage of the last day of being able to have sex with other men in a safe environment. What a fantastic service, really. I had no idea I would end up being the top pet and getting all the spoils of the title. A far more personalised and intimate experience than I could have imagined. I had one more night with Charlotte. Be still her beating heart, along with mine.

I went and sat in a chair by the window. A cool breeze was passing through. We had been blessed with beautiful weather, high upon on a hill overlooking the water. Little other signs of life though there were plenty of fishing boats. I took in what I could because by 9 am tomorrow morning, the harem would depart. Could I live here? Perhaps. It was not financial motivation but I yearned for a slower pace of life and it could be found here despite the frenetic view of an orgy environment. You could hear the house waking up as men took showers, had breakfast and engaged in lively conversation with one another. The talk today revolved around what would happen post-program.

Truth or Dare in a hot tub [MF] [FF] [MM]

The folks over at /r/gaystoriesgonewild thought some of you guys might appreciate this, so here goes:

A while back, I wrote a story about back in the early ’00s and a truth or dare game. Those games are always good for a chuckle or two..and I haven’t played one since…well, since back before the wife and I were married. But as it turns out, you’re never too old for kid games.

My wife is on one of those ‘deal of the week’ email things for vacations. Usually, they’re kind of shit-shows, due to the travel dates being some of the worst times possible. She’d actually found one that ended up being a pretty good deal, a pretty good destination, and pretty good timing.

Things were going to work out very well, until she let me know that we’d be going down at the same time as one of her friends and her husband.