May Slater


Behind The Wall, and more

Behind The Wall is the first story in a series from May Slater called A Night At Club X. It will tell a selection of interlinking stories from the eponymous swingers’ club, focusing on the different experiences of attendees, and the various rooms available to them. The series starts with this tale of glory holes, first time swingers, and bisexual boys.

It’s John and Liz’s first time at Club X, and they’re nervous. But they have a plan.

They think they can play with other people, if they do it anonymously. The Glory Wall offers the chance to do just that. They won’t be able to see who is on the other side, so they can just get on with pleasuring them.

How many men will they meet this way? And will they be interested in seeing any of them again, on the other side of the wall?

Behind the Wall is available from Amazon, Smashwords, DriveThru, and other ebook stores.

To coincide with the release of Behind The Wall, I’m also making the two Intimate Investigations books available on wide distribution. Club X (Smashwords, DriveThru) introduced the location, and Death At The Swingers’ Party (Smashwords, DriveThru) followed on, with a country house mystery to be solved. The next story in A Night At Club X sees the Intimate Investigations characters making a nostalgic return to the club.

Behind The Wall, and all upcoming releases, are free for supporters of Mary Tales on Patreon.


The Ghost On The Bridge

Available from Amazon.

Dave has met the perfect woman. But she died on the day that he was born.

Magic is real, but it’s not quite what you think. As energy seeps through from other worlds, adepts can harness it and direct it, for good or bad. If you’re in tune with the energy then there’s no better way to build up your reserves than sex.

Adam is beginning to understand how magic works, and adapting to the fact that his girlfriend, Rose, is a witch, and having a ghost, Grace, as an occasional second lover.

Lilly, having discovered that she is a witch as well, has become Rose’s apprentice, and is seeking the person who tried to trap her by sending her a magic amulet that conjured up demons.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Dave has just freed a ghost from her prison on a footbridge. As he tries to learn who she is, Adam, Lilly, Rose, and Grace are chasing them, trying to understand the sudden release of magical, sexual, energy.

How did the ghost get trapped on the bridge? What strange power was her presence bottling up? And, can they find her body, and give it the burial it deserves?

Contains explicit scenes. 18+ only.


Get Together – 1


There’s only one way to improve my art, and that is by doing more of it. Mary Tales comics will be short, dirty tales, many of which will look at episodes happening after the close of favourite Mary Tales and May Slater stories. This story picks up several months after Double Booked, and is based upon promises made in that story.

The comics will appear on the Mary Tales Patreon page first, for $2.50 patrons. Patrons will also be able to download the full size versions of the pages.


Michelle’s Dates

Available from Amazon.

So many men. Which ones will Michelle choose?

Michelle doesn’t expect much from the speed dating event, until she meets Adam and Nick.

The two friends both charm her, and she’s soon going on dates with both of them. But, when those dates lead to the bedroom, will she have to choose between them?

Contains explicit scenes. Over 18s only.


Sample Scene – Double Booked

Double Booked is available from Amazon.

Naomi couldn’t possibly have heard their whispered conversation. Perhaps the kiss gave away more than Gabrielle had thought. Or, maybe, her friend was thinking much the same thing. She sprang up from the bed, and skipped to the couch. “You know, we were looking forward to our separate rooms. Sex in a strange bed is so much fun. If you two are as horny as we are, I bet you’re frustrated right now. Am I right?”

Gabrielle couldn’t help but nod. William turned a sheepish smile toward Naomi. On the bed, James had sat up, and was watching his wife, unsure whether to be embarrassed that she’d brought the subject up, or amused at her forthrightness.

“That’s what I thought. Well, it’s still early. How about we take it in turns to…. use the facilities, before we get down to arranging something to eat? Toss a coin for it?” Naomi suggested.
As no-one offered a counter argument, Naomi fished out a two pound coin, and balanced it on a finger and thumb, ready to toss it. “Heads or tails?” she asked Gabrielle and William.

“Heads.” said William, when Gabrielle shrugged.

They all watched the coin arc up through the air. Almost too high, it started falling again just before it reached the ceiling. Naomi tried to catch it, missed, and dropped to her knees to search for it under the couch. Gabrielle, William and James all moved over to watch. After a moment of trying to reach under the couch, Naomi gave up, and pushed it forwards.

“Heads it is.” she announced, not sounding at all disappointed. “We’ll go and shop, or get some drinks in. You call us when you’re done, and you can bring us the keys. Let’s see…. Oh, yes. If you leave a wet spot, you’re sleeping in it.”

Naomi led James out of the apartment. As he was dragged away, he offered a smile and a shrug.

They could hear Naomi and James’ footsteps as they went down the first flight of stairs, then they became much less distinct. William turned the latch to lock the door, just in case. “So…?” He recognised Gabrielle’s expression when he turned back to her, and didn’t need to say or ask anything else.

She stepped up to him, pressing him back against the door, and kissed him as passionately as she had wanted to before. Their lips bumped hard against each other, and their tongues fought and probed. Her hands found their way inside his shirt and pressed against his chest. His right knee came forward and up, and she parted her legs to grind her crotch against his thigh.

William’s hands went to Gabrielle’s buttocks, pulling her in and helping her grind. When her hands worked their way down again, they parted just enough to be able to reach the buttons on the fronts of their jeans. Taking tentative, probing steps backwards, she led him toward the couch. Stopping when the backs of her calves were both pressed up against it, she returned to the important task of getting him out of his jeans.

With the front of William’s jeans open, Gabrielle fought with his boxers, trying to release his erection. She finally managed to get trousers and underwear halfway down his thighs, and was rewarded by the feel of his hard shaft in her hands.

William had his thumbs inside the waistbands of Gabrielle’s jeans and her knickers. He pushed them down, revealing the top of her neatly trimmed pubic hair.

Gabrielle let William’s erection go, laughing a little as she straightened up. He knelt before her, tugging the denim and cotton down as quickly as he could. He had to pull her shoes off before he could get her out of her jeans and toss them aside. While he was doing this, she tugged off her top and unfastened her blouse. When he stood up again, William was still, technically, fully clothed, whilst Gabrielle wore only her bra.

“Here. I want to do it right here.” Gabrielle announced, when William made to lead her to the bed. She turned around and bent over the back of the couch, placing her hands on the cushions. William wasn’t going to argue with this suggestion.

Pushing his jeans a little further down, he placed himself behind Gabrielle. Bending his knees, he guided his erection toward her. Two fingers probed out ahead of it. They found the wet lips of her sex, and slid between them. She was very turned on, wet with her excitement. The fingers guided his erection into her.

With one hand on the back of the couch, and the other releasing Gabrielle’s bra, William thrust into her. When he was as deep as he could get, she straightened her legs a little to change the angle he entered at. He pulled out, and then gave another, experimental, thrust into her. She nodded eagerly. He was stimulating the bits she wanted stimulated.

Now, William’s hand sneaked around to cup one of Gabrielle’s full, firm breasts as it swayed back and forth with his movements. It was an awkward contortion and, as much as they both enjoyed it, he had to let go, and brace himself properly as he sped up his thrusts.

Gabrielle grunted with each thrust. Her tone changed as she became even more excited, the pitch rising until she was practically squealing with pleasure. She dropped her face into the cushions of the couch, and William bent all the way over with her, so that he could kiss her shoulders as his thrusts became shorter and harder to control. She cried out her orgasm, and he felt her muscles squeezing him as it pulsed through her.

With the added stimulation of a climaxing lover, it wasn’t long before William felt the contractions at the base of his shaft, and the warm beats of pleasure emanating out through his body. His whole body jerked as he pumped the first spurt of semen deep inside Gabrielle.

Even as the after shocks still shivered through them, Gabrielle pushed herself up from the couch, and they both climbed down to the floor behind it. William was still inside her, just, and they lay spooned together on the floor.

“I told you I was turned on.” Gabrielle said. She punctuated the end of her statement with a sigh, as William’s softening shaft finally slipped out of her.

“You did.” William kissed her cheek and nose, urging her to twist her head so he could plant his lips squarely on hers. “Give me a few minutes, and we can go again.”

“Oh god, that is so tempting. But, no. We’ve got to let James and Naomi have their naughty time.”

“I suppose so. Share the shower? Have we left a wet patch?”

The first question didn’t need answering. Considering the second, as she pulled herself up, Gabrielle said, “No-one’s sleeping on the floor tonight. We might end up on the couch, but not the floor.”


Double Booked

Available from Amazon.

A trip down Memory Lane heralds a hot new future.

Gabrielle and Naomi have known each other since University. For a while, they were even casual lovers. Now, Naomi is married to James, and Gabrielle lives with William.

A weekend away in London is going to remind them of their time as lovers, and allow both couples to explore new and exciting fantasies.

When their two bed apartment is replaced by a one bed studio at the last minute, they have to think about sleeping arrangements. The bed is big enough for all four of them, if they don’t mind getting a little intimate.

A game of strip poker ups the ante, and they’re soon far closer than just sharing the same bed. How far dare they go? And how will they all feel about it on Monday?


Sample Scene- Jet Lag

Jet Lag is book 3 in the Neighbours & Lovers series. It is available from Amazon.

Megumi had a big towel wrapped around herself like a dress which came down to just below her knees. It was tucked into itself at the front, looking like the slightest tug would release it. She walked to her space in front of the television and beamed down at them.

“I feel so much better now.” Megumi fluffed up her hair, which was still wet and plastered to her head. “Now, what shall we be doing to keep me from sleeping?”

“Surely we shall be doing each other.” Cassie answered. Megumi shook her head, as if disappointed, when she realised that was an awful pun.

“This is much more the way I am used to seeing you on screen. But I am higher up than the normal view. The camera is about here.” She held her hand at about the height of her navel. “I feel that I am towering over you, up here.” This made her giggle, knowing she was still shorter than them. Coming back from that distraction, she asked, “Would you like to see all of me?”

Of course they would. They nodded eagerly. “I had hoped that would be so.”

Megumi teased fingers along the top of the towel, until she found the edge where it folded over and held itself in place. Tugging at it, she worked it loose, then pulled slowly, until she reached the point of no return, and the makeshift robe dropped to the floor.

She clasped her hands behind her back again, and studied their reactions, hoping they liked what they saw.

They loved what they saw. Noel had long described Megumi as, physically, a scaled down version of Cassie. They had a very similar body shape, with shapely legs, a light curve to the waist, and small, wonderful breasts. Megumi’s skin tone was a warm, light brown, flushed a little darker than normal by the warmth of the shower and sexual excitement. Her belly had a seductive slight roundness to it, curving in toward her crotch.

Cassie noticed what was different from the last time they had seen Megumi on the television screen. She pointed at the skin at the bottom of Megumi’s belly, just above the narrow, neat lit of her sex. “You’ve shaved.”

Megumi couldn’t keep her hands still now, and brushed fingertips across the naked skin where there had been pubic hair before. “Do you like it? I so liked your sexy paipan that I wanted to have my own.”

“Oh, goodness, yes. I want to rub mine against yours. That is hot.” Cassie had reached down, and was stroking the thin material of her knickers over her own shaved crotch.

Noel lifted the waistband of his boxer shorts and gazed inside theatrically. “I’ve only trimmed mine, not shaved it. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Perhaps I can shave it for you. If you trust me enough.” Megumi had taken the two steps necessary to stand right in front of them, legs touching legs.

“When you’re fully recovered from jet lag, I may take you up on that offer.” Noel told her. He reached up, and she took his hand, knowing he would pull her down onto his and Cassie’s laps.

She landed with a happy squeal, and quickly squirmed around until she had her butt on Noel’s lap, and her arms around Cassie’s neck, moving in for a kiss.

Noel had a moment where he couldn’t believe this was really happening. He had his girlfriend to his left, who was kissing, and playing with the breasts of, a woman he had only ever seen on a screen before a few hours earlier. That small and sexy woman had her firm butt neatly nestled between his thighs. He touched her knee, and ran his hand along her thigh, to double check she was really there.

Megumi’s thighs parted. She stretched her legs as far apart as possible in her position, right foot on the arm of the couch, left on the floor. She shivered as Noel’s hand moved to the inside of her thigh, and closer to her crotch. She was definitely real, Noel decided.

He had touched her by proxy during their video chats. She had toys that stood in for him, and she would use them to mimic what Noel and Cassie were doing. Now he had his hands on her for real. Was this as good for her as it was for him? She shifted, trying to lift her crotch up toward his probing fingers. Yes, it was at least as good for her as for him.

Doubly good, possibly. Megumi was getting to touch two people she had loved from the other side of the world for the first time. Noel moved his hand lower, until the fingertips touched the darker skin of her labia. He saw the lips split as he pressed a little lower, and found her warm and wet.

Noel was barely a knuckle length inside Megumi when shivers ran through her. Her lips parted from Cassie’s so that she could loudly voice the pleasure she was feeling.
An orgasm that had started building in Tokyo found its release in shakes and sobs. Cassie and Noel held her just tightly enough to let her ride the climax without throwing herself to the floor. As it subsided, she kissed all over Cassie’s face. When she pulled back, there were tears on her cheeks.

“Are you okay, darling?” Cassie asked, cradling Megumi’s chin.

Megumi wiped the tears away and nodded. “I have been waiting to be with you for so long now. It was an emotional moment for me.”

“And for us.” Noel told her. He hugged her right leg and kissed her knee.


Jet Lag

Available from Amazon.

Halfway around the world, and into their bed.

For months, Cassie and Noel have been carrying on a long distance relationship with Megumi. Their video chats have become ever more intimate and revealing, and they are lovers in every way but one. Cassie has met Megumi in person, but Noel has never even been on the same continent as her.

Now, Megumi is arriving from Japan, for a two month work transfer in the UK. Cassie and Noel are waiting for her at the airport, and they have promised they’ll use their tried and tested jet lag cure on her. They’re going to keep her awake, and active, for as long as possible, to reset her body clock. The best place to do this is the bedroom, of course.

As the three young lovers spend time together, how are they going to adjust to finally fulfilling their fantasies? Can the reality be as good as they’ve imagined?

Jet Lag is a self contained story, but features characters introduced in Cassie Gets It On.


Sample Scene- Portrait

Here’s a snippet from Portrait, book 2 in the Neighbours and Lovers series, which is available from Amazon.

Mark had sat down again. Nicky quickly drained her wine, and held her glass out for him to refill. “No, it’s a lovely idea. I’m here now, anyway. Why don’t we give it a go. I should do some studies for the jungle picture anyway, and you’d have to take your clothes off for them.”

She definitely got braver with alcohol in her. That wasn’t a suggestion she would have made a glass earlier. Mark and Eleanor grinned back as she looked from side to side at them.

“Me first, then. I’ve run out of wine. I should get naked before I’m allowed a refill.” Eleanor said. She pushed herself up from the couch, wobbling a little when upright. “Yes, I definitely need some time out before I have any more wine. Can you help me out of this.” She indicated the zip that ran down the back of her dress.

Nicky looked at Mark, expecting the request to have been aimed at him. He held up his glass and the wine bottle with a sort of shrug, indicating that his hands were full. He immediately made that a lie when he wedged the bottle between his thighs again, and offered to take Nicky’s glass.

Was she being steered into this, directed through the script of Mark and Eleanor’s fantasy? It was possible, but it also seemed that they were feeling their way through this, just the same as she was. They were testing the limits, seeing what they, as well as she, were willing to do. And she wanted to go along with that, because she kept passing what she would have thought were her limits.

Standing behind the taller woman, Nicky took a moment to calm the shiver of nervousness in her hands. She reached up, and plucked at the end of the zip. Pulling it slowly but firmly, she released the little catches one by one, exposing Eleanor’s skin.

Reaching a black bra strap, Nicky slowed. For her, this had now moved to another level. It had become easier to talk about this gorgeous woman getting naked for her, but the vision of underwear signalled that it was about to become a reality. After all the time she had fantasised about it, what was she going to do when she finally saw her old boss with no clothes on? She picked up the pace of release, determined to find out.

When the zip reached its final teeth, Nicky faltered for a moment before releasing it. “Would you do the bra strap whilst you’re there?” Eleanor asked.

Nicky took hold of either side of the strap, moving them together until she felt the change in the tension of the elastic. When she let them go, the hooks and eyes had separated, and the bra released.

Eleanor reached up to stroke the dress from her shoulders. Nicky wanted to stay and watch, but forced herself to walk over to the table, where she had left her bag of art kit. Whilst she was there, she slid the pirate picture back into the folio. She put the bag on the table, opening it to check the contents. She picked out her pencil tin and the smaller of her sketching pads. Only then did she turn to look at Eleanor again.

Eleanor was naked, and just as glorious a sight as Nicky had hoped. She had long, shapely legs, a flat, toned stomach, and perfect breasts. They were full and firm, with just the slightest sag tilting the nipples up to point at the ceiling. Eleanor was fussing with her hair, lifting the lovely globes up to emphasise their attributes.

Nicky’s eyes travelled back down Eleanor’s body, over her belly, past the long, slim navel, to the neatly cropped pubic hair. She didn’t stare any more, resisting the urge to seek out the lips under that hair. She didn’t need to see Eleanor’s sex, she lied to herself.

Eleanor clasped her hands behind her back, thrusting her chest out again. “Am I okay? Do I pass muster as a model?”

“Perfect.” said Nicky, so quietly, she wasn’t sure she could be heard. “Perfect. Just what any artist could want.”

“Should I take my clothes off as well?” Mark asked. Nicky had forgotten he was there.

“Yes. We can do some couples poses. Life drawing is always just one person. I think your idea was really good. Let’s do that.” Nicky caught herself before she rattled on any more.

Mark had already put the wine bottle and glasses aside, as if it hadn’t already been obvious he was lying about his hands being full. He bounced from the seat, taking Eleanor in his arms to kiss her before starting his own strip.

To keep herself from staring, Nicky hurried over to her old seat, and started sorting pencils from her tin. That distraction didn’t last long, and she looked up to find Mark mooning her as he pushed trousers and boxers down his legs. She bit her lip, and glanced at Eleanor, who was smiling as her eyes danced back and forth between the action and reaction of her husband’s disrobing.

“How do you want us?” Eleanor asked, as Mark fought with his shoes.

“Um…. I…. think…. I think I’d like you standing together, fairly relaxed, but like you’re about to kiss. Just moving in, but your lips not quite touching.” That was what Nicky wanted to see, as much as what she wanted to draw. The two were the same, really. “I think that’s….” Mark had turned around, and Nicky had glanced his way, drawn by the movement.

Eleanor looked for the cause of Nicky’s sudden silence. Guessing it involved her husband, she looked down. “Oh dear.”

“I did say it would turn me on.” Mark explained. He made no move to hide his erection. In fact, he placed his hands on his hips and straightened his back, making it more prominent. “I can put it away, if you’d like.”

That sounded like a dare to Nicky. Would she make him put his boxers back on? If they hadn’t talked about this, and he hadn’t hinted it might happen- if someone had just turned around and exposed themselves to her- she would have been straight out the door. Maybe she would have paused long enough to slap them and make sure she had all her things, but that was all. This was different, though.

“Most models don’t get excited when they’re posing. It’s been a while since I saw…. that.” Had that sounded like self pity? She hoped not. “Could I draw it? Later?” She remembered the large cock she kept in her dirty art box. Perhaps it was time for it to have a friend.

“If it’s still around later. Now, how did you say you wanted us?” Mark moved over to his wife’s side and rested a hand on her waist. They turned to each other, she twining her fingers into those of his other hand. His erection wedged between them, and they both looked down for a moment and grinned.

That was almost the pose Nicky wanted to see. Putting her pencils aside, she stood. Without really thinking about it, she laid hands on their backs, and guided them closer. When she remembered she was handling naked people, she let go quickly. More tentatively, she took their arms and moved them together by manipulating them.

“There. Now, move your heads closer. Tilt them. That’s it. Open lips, like you’re about to kiss. Perfect. Can you hold that pose?”


Portrait

Available from Amazon.

Can Nicky paint the perfect partnership?

Nicky left the corporate world to become an artist. It’s been a struggle, but she’s doing okay, and she has some wonderful friends. Her sideline selling antiques with her housemate is a nice little earner as well.

When she meets her old boss- the woman she had a massive, unrequited crush on all the time they worked together- things promise to get very interesting. Eleanor and her hot husband Mark are looking for something special to put in their Christmas cards to the family. They’d like Nicky to create a special portrait of them.

And when she’s finished the family friendly picture, would she like them to pose naked, just for her?