My son Mark is the Internet sensation The Naked Swimmer. I'm sure by now you already know of his story and of his past . . . um . . . exposures—I guess we're calling them. I say Mark's a sensation because his nude photos, which are on a perfectly respectable photographer's website, have received an unbelievable amount of views. Amy, the photographer that...
Kelly and I had known each other since we were both eight-years-old when she and her family had moved in next-door to mine. Separated in age by only a few months we had struck up friendship almost immediately. We had been in the same classes throughout school and in our pre-high school years spent many long hours playing together. Naturally as time moved o...
The New Workout Program (or How I Bartered Sex To Get Into Shape) Sometime last year, just prior to my 52nd year on the planet, I finally got fed up with my excess weight and came to terms with the fact that I need to go to some extreme in order to lose it. Surgery wasn't an option. The simple fact was that I could not get myself motivated to stay on a regi...
Once again, thank you for al the feedback good and bad. I am still trying to learn to do this better and sometimes my grammar and punctuation isn't the best. But this is for free and this isn't a professional website so as long as everyone gets off who cares....right? * * * * * I suddenly sit up in bed and look at Susan and ask, "What do ya mean Mary never...
Saturday morning 8:30 am, in the shower and getting ready to leave for The Book Store. If I wasn't so focused on a resolution to my feelings about Reg I would probably have stayed in bed and slept off this vicious hang over. That's what I get, I muttered to myself. It's punishment for being bad. Thank God Neil was a nice guy, it could have gone a lot worse...
Everyone on Craigslist can't be a creep, right? His post about introducing a woman to anal sex sounded very sincere. By the use of language, I'd gathered that this man was educated, thoughtful, perhaps even well spoken. If we'd met under other circumstances, we might find ourselves at the same end. But this was so much easier – I know what he wants, he know...
In Praise of The Bum (Or The Ass as Our American Cousins Call It) I don't know what it was but the rocking of the underground train always had the same effect on me at the end of the day. It made me sleepy. Today I was dozing before the train got to the next station. Maybe it was the heat, the tiredness (and boredom) from my job. The half a bottle of wine a...
It was a early morning on a Sunday. I (Raj aged 19) got up from my bed and was gazing at the cum shot posters in the walls around me all taken during various situations when my cock shot wads of cum on different ladies and girls. I can hear those ladies were shouting ‘cum! cum! and Give more cum!’ when the photos were taken. I can also remember the ladies ha...
Nancy could feel the black guy picking up the speed of his in and out strokes. It must have been at least 10 minutes now that he was fucking her, and she was surprised that he still hadn't cum. She had heard her husband cum about 5 minutes ago, when he let out a loud groan. He was sitting in a chair he had pulled up close to the bed. His legs stretched out...
If you not read pt1 this follows on a bit. This does not relate to anyone I know but I wish it did as this would never happen to me. ***** Previously I told you how I was able to hypnosis one of the girls in work called Becky who never spoke to me unless there was something wrong with a piece of work she had, otherwise I was invisible to not only her but...