Chapter 6: Pool Party (part 2) Rachel swam back to the group of skinny dippers that included Molee, Ron, Michelle, and Tim. All of them seemed to admire her confident strokes as her nude body sliced gracefully through the water. I followed admiring both her skill and beauty from the rear perspective. She was still grinning as she approached the rest of th...
I never would have imagined that I would be writing a story such as this. Maybe it is my conscience, but somehow I just think I will feel better if I get this out. I know my husband reads stories such as this online and perhaps he will come across it. Part of me wants to just tell him and the other part does not. It is his fantasies that fueled these events...
Thanks to Annafaye in particular for pointing out a few 'Britishisms' in the text here. I've updated and corrected it to get rid of these and a few typos I spotted, but the story's the same. I hope people enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. And again, if I've got the American vernacular wrong (do New Yorkers say 'really' or 'real' like they do...
This is a continuing story about a young college coed who makes a bet with her longtime rival. She soon learns that her bitchy attitude and a stupid bet is costing more than a bit of humiliation, and has taken over her life as well as her sister's and her best friends lives. Although you should read this from the beginning, here is what has happened up till...
This work is entirely fictitious. Any similarities to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental and entirely unintentional. All characters portrayed in a naked/sexual nature are 18 and up. *** The city of Los Angeles, California. A place once regarded as the focal point for entertainment and movie stardom now reduced to an over-taxed, grimy, dru...
A Correspondence with Sharon Epilog This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. I know that I had closed out this series, however I have received a number of requests (pleas really) to conti...
The short synopsis of this story to date is included below, but reading the previous chapters may help. Also, in this chapter, I explore something that was recommended by a reviewer. ***** This is the continuing story of a cuckquean, my wife, Ann. She had been reading cuckold stories on line and decided that she was a cuckquean, a kind of female cuckold....
Her face again a mess of sweat, tears, and cum she looked so animal like it was intoxicating. As her tongue licked fervently at my hot salty gift, I quickly reattached her leash and pulled her up to her knees and then a short walk to the surf. I walked her right into the inch deep shallows of the incoming tide and gave a light tug at her leash. "Now you can...
As Michelle entered the theatre, she drew in a breath of amazement. It was older and full of rich carve wooden decorations. The entry hall was filled with elegant people milling their way slowly towards the doors leading to their seats. She squeezed Grace's hand with excitement and turned her face towards her. Michelle's face was lit up with a stunning smile...
"Parris?" At the sound of my darling's voice coming from the bedroom, I dropped the hem of my brown, ankle-length skirt and smoothed the faux suede material at the waist and over my ass making sure I lacked any tell-tale lines. Turning back to the door, I "fluffed" my tits, lifting them gently to make sure they settled high in the lacy cups of a new demi-br...