Salutations, dear readers. My name is Salome Rosenthal and I got a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Toronto, Ontario, to a Jamaican immigrant mother, Joanne Watson, and a Jewish father of English descent, Ephraim James Rosenthal. Being a biracial Jewish Canadian woman in the Confederation of Canada isn't easy. There's a lot of racism in the...
Forward: This story was first written almost 15 years ago by another author. I liked the story so much I offered additional ideas to the original author who gave his permission for me to continue it as he had no time. This first chapter has been since heavily edited and changed to my own writing style, as well as to fit in with the rules of this site. It is...
When I got home from my late night adventure with Mrs. Fletcher, I was surprised to find my parents were still up; all of my brothers had moved out after their first year of college. They said something about it being kind of late and wondering where I went, but I really wasn't paying too much attention to them. I mumbled an answer that seemed to satisfy the...
If you read my last account of my journey into nudism, you'd know that Claire and I have pushed our limits even further to where we're pretty much spending all our time naked, and even going for late night walks in the nude around the neighborhood. The next story is an account of my first trip to a nudist club. Claire and I had been spending a lot of time...
I really wasn't sure about coming all this way for Thanksgiving, didn't want to interrupt your holidays with your family, but you sounded so sweet on the phone the other night that as soon as we hung up, I called and booked a ticket. I caught my breath when I first saw you at the airport, I'd forgotten how wet you make me with that simple, crooked smile. T...
After a tiring night of basketball practice, Audra pulled her car up once again to the empty house. With all the lights turned off, it made her a little lonesome. It was tough to be home alone without her parents, but then at the same time it promised for some not-so-nice adventures in the Jacuzzi. Audra had been keeping her sexuality a secret from her par...
Fishing with My Daughter: The Big Question This is a sequel to my story Fishing with My Daughter. I never anticipated a follow-on story, but some comments on the original suggested it might be fun and this is the result. I like the idea of a father and daughter talking about the big questions in life as they fish together, so perhaps there will be more down...
(all characters are at least 18 years old) Monday seemed to crawl by at work. I was entirely preoccupied with the coming evening. Visions of Linda were constantly passing through my mind. Occasionally an image of Dawn passed through as well. I'd try hard to rid myself of it immediately but it wasn't that easy. On that point I felt very guilty. Finally four...
Tammy was thinking about what Jamie had said. "I am getting closer to the realization that I will have to model with my legs spread, showing my very intimate being to keep my scholarship, but I don't know if I can overcome my conservative upbringing to model erotically." The young woman remembering the medical exam was still upset with Jamie. "What Jamie did...
I had been going out with Jade since her eighteenth birthday just over a year ago. One summer's evening she phoned and invited me over to a BBQ at her parents' house the next day. Her parents were having friends over, but they bought too much food. Jade's family were well off, with a large house and garden. Jade had two very pretty sisters: Jane, a year ol...