Massage Student

by Marie LeClare

Helen had known for years that she loved women. She loved everything about women, and women of all sizes, shapes and colors. So it was only natural that Helen would pursue a career as a massage therapist catering specifically to women.

It was an exciting day when Helen graduated from the Royal School of Massage in London, and went about opening her own small studio in her apartment at Curzon and Berkely, in the Mayfair section of London. It wasn’t the sterile type of massage studio, instead Helen had furnished it with plants, colorful fabrics and sweet smelling candles.

Her first few clients were older women who were used to being pampered and Helen gave them a good massage, but Helen actually wanted more. She wanted woman to woman sex.

When she took the telephone call the voice at the other end sounded exciting, and it actually aroused Helen even before she met the woman. It was the way the woman asked in a throaty voice if Helen gave a full body massage and after Helen assured her that she did the woman made an appointment for 3 that very afternoon.

Helen couldn’t wait and went about tidying up, and straightening the towels and sheets and made sure there were no creases on the sheet covering her massage table. Filling the oil bottle and checking on the level of the baby powder.

When she saw that the clock was approaching 3 she wondered if the woman would be as attractive and sexy as her voice sounded, and also if she would be open to having some sex fun.
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Fun At Home

by Marie LeClare

Marge had finished doing the apartment dusting and her daughter Melissa had still not got out of bed, but Marge didn’t mind because after all it was a Saturday morning.

Marge remembered back to when she was 13, like Melissa, and thought about all the times she used to masturbate Saturday mornings, before she got out of bed.

Since she still had on her pink nightie and slippers no sound was made as she walked down to hall to Melissa’s room, but she gasped when she opened the door and saw that her daughter was looking at a magazine and had her hand rubbing her pussy.

Startled at seeing her mom Melissa tried to cover herself and hide the magazine at the same time, saying, “Mom!”
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Lesbian Butt Spanking!

This week docweasel.com presents a new work of Erotic Fiction from Marie LeClare.
Arrangement
by Marie LeClare

Margaret Jorgensen couldn’t believe her ears. The girl sitting across from her was either an angel or a nut case kook. She just couldn’t quite make out which. It all seemed too good to be true. Perhaps, it was only that she’d had such a string of bad luck lately.
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In the Western tradition, the idealized nude and—more explicitly—sex have long been sticking points in artistic discourse across generations—controversial for their beauty on the one hand, and its supposedly sinful nature on the other.

In stark contrast, Japanese erotica in paintings and prints have held a ubiquitous position in society, starting with the Heian aristocracy of the ninth century and trickling down to a rising, modern urban middle class.

While styles have changed over the centuries, these works are connected by a shared celebration of life’s fleeting, earthly pleasures under the term ukiyo-e, or the Floating World.

A great new site from our friends at Japan-Sex.Asia. The .asia domains are going to be a very lucrative investment in the coming years, and this site offers some great ones for sale. Grab them now, while prices are reasonable, they will only grow in value in the coming year.
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Marie’s Pleasure Ranch

by Marie LeClare

When I decided to retire from modeling for the adult industry, I was only 35 and still had my figure, but I knew it couldn’t last forever, and I didn’t want to see myself on one of those granny web sites. So I decided to go into business, and went into the only business that I knew, sex.

I quickly found out that I couldn’t open a pleasure house within the Las Vegas city limits because it wasn’t legal so I chose a spread not to far out of town, and named it Marie’s Pleasure Ranch.

I outfitted it with only the best of furnishings because I had decided that if you have the best you will have the best customers.

I chose only fresh college type girls and made a working arrangement that wouldn’t see me taking most of the money, and everybody seemed happy.

The only liquid that I would allow during working hours for the girls and the customers was champagne and pretty soon I had made a name for myself through all of the casinos that I had a class place.
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Babysitting For the Neighbor

by Marie LeClare

When I was 14-years-old I earned spending money babysitting for local families in my small community of St. John’s, Newfoundland, Canada. There were several families that I sat for, but my favorite family to sit for was right next door. They had a young boy and would ask me to look after him while they were not home.

The young boy was no problem to look after. He went to bed early, after being fed and having his dipper changed at night. His parents would never come home until well after midnight. That left me with a lot of time to amuse myself. I spent the time snooping through the belongings of the couple.
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Hospital Massage 2

by Marie LeClare

Was it a dream? A fantasy? You decide!

I was kind of in a daze when the nurse asked me if I would like a nice back rub and perhaps a massage before bedtime. She was a cute brunette, with curly hair and a pleasant smile, so I said yes. I detected a New York accent and her nametag said, Kayla.

I have had those fantasies where this voluptuous nurse enters your room and is sex crazed, but it’s only a fantasy. Or is it?
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Marie and Michelle

by Marie LeClare

Marie met Michelle in kindergarten, and knew right away that she liked her, but when she tried to kiss her, Michelle pushed her away.

Although they got separated when Marie was sent off to catholic school, she still kept in contact with Michelle, who was also called Miki, which Marie couldn’t understand, but found out that when Miki was a baby she couldn’t pronounce Michelle, and out came Miki.

They became inseparable during school breaks and Summer holidays. If it wasn’t riding their bikes together it was going to the community swimming pool, or ice skating in the Winter.

Marie still knew she liked Miki and didn’t try to kiss her again until about the eighth grade, to which Miki said, “have you lost your brain cavity?”

Since it was the first day of Summer vacation Marie got to have Miki to her house for a sleep over. After spending most of the night giggling at funny stories, Marie always had a joke to tell, they slept in the next day.

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