Note to readers: This story is a little different from my past works. First off the characters are in bathing suits. I generally like my characters fully clothed in formal, casual, general business attire. Gives me more options to be creative with their costumes and lingerie. This story was inspired by the YouTube video "Best Girl Fight at Creek." Secondly w...
I'll never leave you alone, I'll never leave just a memory. I'll never leave you alone in the garden Where nothing grows. – Harry Nilsson Amelia Thorn, 'Amy' to pretty much everyone except her daughter, looks across the Corian vanity top in the master bathroom, to the mirror fixed to the papered wall. The wall is patterned with small and large seashells,...
Laying on the sand, the towel underneath Natalie was warm from the sun. Kate's towel was the same, as they had decided to go on a brisk walk around the beach to see if they found anything interesting. When they didn't, they decided to go back and lay on the towels for some sun. The towels were right next to the other, forming a larger blanketing surface fit...
Chrissie was bouncing along the sand. Her young breasts were round and plump, and her long blonde locks flipped this way and that behind her as she ran along the water's edge. Like a dog chasing a Frisbee, Charlie thought, lowering the binoculars. It was Charlie's first official day working this beach. She was twenty years old, and she'd had life guardin...
Authors Note: These stories are based on my life experiences. If you haven't read the first part of my story, I'd suggest that you do so... The names (or most of them) have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. By the way, in case any of you are wondering after the end of this story, the answer is: "Yes, Cheryl is still a part of my life – even if we...
The next day, when we were going out to the beach, Giulia was again tending the reception desk. She smiled shyly as she watched us approach her. Martina was wearing a Bikini that looked three sizes too small for her, barely covering her nipples and pelvis, and showing dark pubes all around the sides of her bikini bottom. Over that, just to cover it up slight...
To my readers, please feel free to leave feedback for me so that I know that you liked my stories, what you would like to see, and perhaps maybe suggest one. If you'd like to read it over and over again, favorite it and come back to enjoy it like an old friend. I look forward to hearing from you...K'Anne "No frigging way! You are NOT getting me to wear TH...
My name is Alice and I am sat in a small bar in Corralejo on the island of Fuerteventura. I am thirty-nine years old and going through a mid life crisis. My partner of five years left me about nine months ago for a younger woman then I was made redundant from my job in the financial sector in London. My parents own a holiday home so I decided to escape the c...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life and as she turned the pages from the beginning, she smiled as the memories came flooding back to her. Flicking over the pages she found the entry 'Cricket,' and smiled as she remembered how there were some very big bats that week. ***** "Bastard!" Julie swore as s...
By Adam and Evie Zasse To the best of our knowledge this story it true. Karen Cassidy herself told us the story and offered her personal insights. We spoke to Celestine Lunete by telephone and confirmed the details. Karen and Celestine live together in Toulon France. The authors welcome your comments. We will pass on comments, questions and messages to Ka...