I had a party recently for a few of my girlfriends in the neighborhood. The five of us get together like this every so often and it had become my turn to host. All the usual suspects were there: Sally, Regina, Jeanne, Eve and of course me. These get-togethers weren't in any manner formal but we did discourage jeans and jogging clothes. I wore a nice outfit,...
My name is Jack, and man I have a wild story! Let me give you a brief back story before I begin to take you down my latest sexual journey. My girlfriend Kelly, well more like long distance girlfriend because I recently had to move due to my job changing location. See, we never lived together and she let me fuck basically any girl I wanted. She usually got al...
A divorcee in his early sixties rents a small apartment, one of two on the third floor of an older home. A strong minded and bitchy young business woman moves into the other apartment. In a few hours while he grudgingly helps her move in, she converts him from a normally independent individual into her unpaid house servant by exploiting an older man's desire...
She was finishing up the laundry when she heard his car pull into the driveway. She was getting tired of him having to work on Saturdays and could remember the time last month when she had punished him for neglecting her. A smile crossed her face, just remembering how she had him spread eagled on the bed and restrained while she massaged and teased his assho...
(Author's note: for all those that sent kind words and wondered when or whether I would return, thank you for notes of encouragement. Being a mother, wife, and member of the workforce has kept me exceptionally busy these last few months. For those who had hoped I had written my last, my apologies for disappointing you. As I have not written for a while, it...
I sat across a gunmetal gray table from her. The worn table had chips along the edges and knicks on its top from long years of hard service, and it was not at all out of place amid the drab cinder block walls of the windowless basement office. I looked right at her intently. Occasionally, she would look up and, finding herself locked in eye contact with me,...
I had been online "chatting" for several years. Although it was (and still is) rare to find a lady who wanted to chat, had a brain in her head and could express some sexual passion in chat, I had found a few. But these "relationships" would only last for a short while before I or they would grow tired of it and simply disappear. Cybersex was safer than cheat...
{Note: You do not need to read any other of my stories, although this might make slightly more sense if you read "Broke Oak: Beginning" first as this is one of a series of stories about living in a nudist resort in Texas called Broke Oak Resort.} I am not that unusual in many ways. There are quite a few folks that live fulltime in a nudist resort. On the ot...
Danielle found herself unceremoniously layered in Indian styled women's clothing and bundled into the back of a waiting car driven by a young man who didn't look at either her or her two companions. After thirty minutes of driving through winding back streets and alleys, the car pulled up outside a line of ramshackle houses. Not a word had been spoken duri...
Twilight filled the sky as the day passed to night. Time like a snail dragged the air. Drew Barrymore lay on the bed exhausted from the days filming, ready to fall into a child's sleep. On location, again, in the wilds, away from loved ones. The rewards of making a film way out played the rigorous effort, but today it had been hard. Not only star of the movi...