This is part 2 of the story of Andy and Stephanie. Please read part 1 first, or this won't make much sense! Andy I guess I get why she wants to wait...it isn't like I'd be having a lot of sex if we weren't together. It'll be worth it. She's so sexy. I'll respect her wishes for now and when we're married I'll get to fuck her and she'll suck my cock and it'l...
Prologue The breeze that came in from the Atlantic ocean did not do much to quell the baking sun on the beach of Marabogo. The small island laid approximately one hundred miles of the coast of Namibia, Africa. John Morton and Henry Larsen sat on the beach in their sunbathing chairs looking at all the skimpily clad women and ripped black men. Both men were...
Day 1: My name is David. I'm 44 years old, and I've been married for 25 years. My wife, Sarah, and I have had a good marriage, but lately she feels it's been a little stale. I admit we don't have sex as often as we used to, but I just figured she wasn't that interested, and besides I was getting enough relief with masturbation. I guess I should say I was, b...
Stephanie Her long, tanned legs stretched over the side of her bed as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. She took a few uneasy steps as she headed for the curtains. She gasped as she slowly drew them, temporarily blinding her deep green eyes. The sun was still partly blocked by trees but that didn't stop it from fighting through and melting the light cov...
This is a continuation of a multi-part story. If you don't start with part #1, none of this will make sense. ***** After the sex shop on the boardwalk (where I ate out Anna in the changing room to an impromptu orgasm) the rest of the afternoon was relatively uneventful. The four of us shopped for a while longer, then we all sat on the beach sipping drink...
I couldn't believe my luck. My wife Anna was next to mein bed and we were talking about our day before drifting off to sleep when she broke the news. "I think it could be fun." She had said. I had brought up the idea of a vacation to a nudist resort a couple years back. Anna had been adamant about her initial response. "No way!" She'd said. "No way I'm par...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content. * Steve was a powerfully built man, about 5'8," in his early 40's. He was at the gym using a bicep curl machine when a man walked by. Steve, with a sheen of sweat on his face, glanced at him and noticed the "necklace" he was wearing. Except it wasn't a necklace; it was a short length of...
I was awoken in the morning by a sharp, throbbing pain in my groin. Damn! I thought. I guess it wasn't a dream. I groaned and rolled out of bed. I was surprised to find Anna gone from the bed and nowhere to be found. I had to piss something fierce. I hurried to the bathroom and stood over the toilet. I wasn't sure how easy it would be to pee wearing the chas...
(This is a continuation of a multi-part story. If you don't start with part #1, none of this will make sense.) -------------------------- I awoke to the strong smell of coffee in our suite. Anna must be making breakfast, I thought. I stretched and rolled over to see the time on the alarm clock. 7AM? That was early for us, especially on vacation. What was s...
The next morning, Andy woke up early and grabbed a quick breakfast in the hotel before heading to the shuttle. The volunteer cleanup crew consisted of locals and tourists, about half of both. They drove an hour and a half from Montego Bay through the mountains to the town of Crawford on the other side of the small island. The devastation wasn't the worst An...