As a freshman at a small rural college, being shy is not helpful in meeting people. I'm 19 years old, barely leave my dorm room, and am still a virgin. I suppose if people actually talked to me they would think that was funny. But to be honest, most people assume I am anyways. I'm not that bad looking. My few female friends have said I'm pretty cute, but I...
...Continued form Ibiza Summer fun 1. We went to our respective rooms which were quite modest being on a back packers budget! I got showered and shaved and put on some jeans and a shirt. The shirt was reasonably tight so I was happy with the way it showed off my arms and shoulders. I had been working out a lot and living healthily prior to leaving on my tri...
To me, the human female is the beautiful expression of nature in our universe. Astronomers may ogle great galaxies. Curators of fine art may find the great masters beautiful beyond compare. Architects may take pleasure in great structures. And the lover may find the sunset without aesthetic peer, but a female is to my eyes is of the greatest and most sublime...
This is the ninth part of a story of how a sister was introduced to Nudism and more. It is best to read each chapter in sequence. It's a slow moving tale. It is sometimes sexual, sometimes not, and involves people who are not just sexual partners but also friends. It was just after 9 at night when Karen and I, with our new-found nudist friends, walked...
EDUCATION It was my Aunt Lisa who turned me. The summer I turned 18, my mother sent me to stay with her for a while. Farm boy, gone to summer in the big city. Backwards, right? Totally. It was hot enough on the farm. Hotter'n a three-peckered goat in the city—as we'd say on the farm. But I was an underdeveloped pretty boy. Boys my age were spoiling to kill...
I am in my room, at The Lodge at Pebble Beach (Carmel, CA) -- at a company meeting. Hungry. But feeling kinda horny for some reason. I take a shower, dress nicely, and go to the Louis XIX room, a small romantic cafe at The Lodge. I enter the bar, and see you! Sitting alone at a table! Lovely You!! A sweet but sensuous face. Curvaceous body. I ask if I can jo...
Chapter 12: Epilogue Beth winced when she heard the tires squeal behind her, followed by a crash. She hoped she wasn't the cause of the accident. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that it was a simple rear end collision and the two drivers were already out of their cars, arguing. There didn't appear to be any injuries. "Almost there, Atlas," she said,...
Katherine arrived at the address shortly after dark had settled on suburbia. The building was not well-kept, weeds had overtaken the small parking lot, challenged only by the scattered trash. It had been painted several different colors in its life, each apparently more garish than the preceding one. It had never been much more than it was now – a lingerie m...
You know your girl well: always up for an adventure, always interested in trying new things, the more active and challenging, the better... you've often said it - the sexiest thing you've ever laid eyes on. Maybe it shouldn't have surprised you when I told you that I was taking pole dancing lessons. Or maybe you weren't surprised that I was doing it, but mor...
Fifty years - and it seemed like only yesterday - which is bullshit but a colorful way to commence a tale. My old home town did not look the same and I did not step down off a train - but I digress. I was back for a 50th year highschool reunion - small town, midwest, the city and the state don't matter. In my past were three wives, many homes, multiple jobs,...