We were tired, stressed, and overworked. As we lay in bed after a busy day, cold rain beating on our bedroom window, Ann and I decided that we deserved a break from work, family and weather. We searched the Internet, ski resorts were out, fishing not an option, but we came across a site promoting clothing optional clubs in Cancun. Jackpot this was it! Th...
It's Friday morning, Darnell wakes up with Kim lying next to him still sleeping peacefully. Not making a sound Darnell heads in to the kitchen to make himself and Kim some coffee. Kim starts to wake up with the smell of fresh coffee being made, she stretches and climbs out of bed and heads to the kitchen to see Darnell standing by the counter in his boxers m...
Chapter Three: The Mountain As promised, my father came to collect me just before dawn. The sun streaked across the sky in reds and oranges, colours so bright I thought they would surely scorch the earth. I closed my eyes against the brightness, and when I finally moved to open them again I was surrounded by the beauty of Mount Olympus. I had always believe...
He came to my house one night. When I opened the door he was leaning against the frame. He reached out and pulled me to him, kissing me gently, prodding me with his lips to respond to him. I open my mouth slightly and he groans and wraps one hand around my back and the other hold my neck. He pulls me to him and I can feel his hardon, his heartbeat, his breat...
Dark, warm, sleepy... Knocking at the door. Must get up, must see who's there. Warm bed, soft sheets. Sit up. Put on robe. More knocking. Put on slippers and shuffle down the stairs. Peek through the side window. It's him. Unlock and open the door. He walks in. He sees you sleepy, standing there. He closes the door and pulls you into his arms. Warm...
Why did I start to run? I don't think I really even know. I guess ...that maybe it might have been to get into shape. I'm sure that was the start of it. I was feeling rather poorly about the way I looked in the mirror. Then I saw her. I have no idea what her name is. I've never worked up the courage to do more than smile at her as we run past each other...
Sergeant Darbe chewed thoughtfully on the end of his cigar, turning it in his mouth while he absent-mindedly punched a series of numbers into the glowing red keypad at his fingertips. His chewing paused for a long moment... then the keypad beeped twice and turned green. His chewing resumed. In front of him a man-sized pod began to disassemble to a symphony o...
This story is a work of fiction. ***** My wife Claudia arrived from her long trip the other day. In the parking lot and in the backseat of my car Claudia sat and extended her sweaty bare feet for me to lick them clean, I did that in total submission before we went home. Claudia brought with her a mix of special plants and she told me that I had to boil t...
My little Mousey has always had two sides to her. Ever since I adopted her from the Ms. Purrs Beast Girl School, she showed that she knew well how to manipulate the one she immediately called "Daddy!" As I picked up her slim, curvy little runners body. Rounded white mouse ears on top of her head, a long, slender tail, smooth and silky as it is pink and hai...
I walk through the club, the music pulsating, the bodies writhing on the dancefloor. Two steps behind me walks a man, his head inclined, his eyes on my ankles as is proper. He wears nothing but a collar. A collar around his proud, erect cock, and it is with this that I lead him through the club to a much quieter room. I close the door and turn to face him....