A new pledge level and serialised smut at the Mary Tales Patreon


I’ve made some changes to the Mary Tales Patreon page. There’s a new pledge level of just $1 a month, and there’ll be new content created especially for it. ($2.50 supporters also get access to the Mary Tales back catalogue.)

I want to create some longer stories, but still keep producing stuff for Patreon supporters, so I’m going to be serialising some tales over the next year. The first story to be serialised will be Death At The Swingers’ Party, a sexy murder mystery. I’m going to get a few instalments ahead of the publishing schedule before I start putting anything up, so it’ll come along in late December or early New Year.

In the mean time, I have a couple of shorts to test out posting long chunks of text. First Time Back follows First Time Down – which is currently only available from Amazon (free if you have Kindle Unlimited)- and First Time Together, which is free to $2.50 Patreon supporters, or available when you sign up to the Mary Tales mailing list. Coming soon is First Time Double, which follows straight on from this story and continues the naughtiness.

Here’s a little teaser for you. It jumps straight into the sex-

The sheen of the massage oil made Vanessa’s skin appear even darker than normal. It glistened with reflected light from the tall windows as he ran his thumbs the length of her spine. He had been working on her muscles for almost an hour now, easing out the tensions of a work week and teasing something else entirely.

Greg was just as turned on. At the end of the long stroke up Vanessa’s spine, he stretched out atop her. The hard, hot shaft of his erection rested between her firm buttocks. The feel of it raised a happy sound from her, and she pushed up, to squeeze it between their bodies. “Let’s do it.” she said.

Greg didn’t need to ask what ‘it’ was. They had been teasing each other for weeks about the next step in their ongoing sexual adventure. “Lots of lube.” he suggested.

“Lots.” Vanessa stretched as Greg rolled off her. She grabbed a pillow, fat and firm, and pulled it over. Arching her back, she pushed it under her belly, lifting her butt a little higher off the bed. She settled into position and made herself comfortable as Greg went through the bag beside the bed.

“Lots of lube.” Greg put the tubes down beside Vanessa, where she could see them without having to move her head too much, and she smiled and nodded. He took one of the tubes away, and she closed her eyes, waiting for him to start using it.

The massage had left Vanessa feeling warm all over, and the gel, when it dribbled into the valley between her buttocks, was cold. It was a wonderful alternate sensation, that raised a little shiver of pleasure from her. Greg’s finger spread the first drips of lube around the wrinkled hole of her anus. She tried to relax the muscle, open a little to help him in, but it wasn’t easy, knowing what came next.

More lube ran down Greg’s finger, making it slick, ready to slide into her. The finger teased at the ring of muscle, pushing in and gently parting it, then slipping out again. Vanessa found she was grasping the towel she lay on, as if holding herself in position. Part of her wanted to shout at him to get on with it, to just push his finger into her. But more of her wanted to enjoy the tease.

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