So there was this one night when Futoshi took the whole group of us to a real dance club. Futoshi and Kenta were my boyfriend Ryosuke's friends. Asuna was Ryosuke's girl cousin, and Satomi our friend. The six of us were Japanese exchange students all studying at Oceanview U. on the coast in southern California. In Japan, they don't have high school dances o...
THE PROPER RULES FOR STRIP POKER: THE EPILOGUE (CONTINUED Author's Note: For new readers, this story is a continuation of my "Proper Rules" series; and in particular the last installment, which was very long, but nevertheless left some important loose ends. So I have continued the adventures of our intrepid strip poker players, and moved the story along in...
I love table tennis! I have for a long time and I have gotten pretty decent at it over the years. I've played in many tournaments for fun and won a few. I often go down to the local rec. center and challenge any takers to play me. I have only lost once in the last five years. I'm pretty good. Last night I was down at the rec. center kind of late. I usually...
Lee and Diane came over for dinner, one night when our girls were both out. After dinner, the conversation turned to computers, and computer games. I mentioned that I had several games, including some very adult games, one of which was called INTERSEX, a Monopoly type game for consenting adults. Since, by then, everyone had had several rounds of drinks, it w...
Have you ever been scammed? Taken advantage of? Been hoodwinked, grifted, had someone pull a fast one on you? What did you lose? Was it money? Usually people are taken for money. Who ran the scam on you, a stranger, a relative, someone you sort of knew? Or, was it a friend, someone you trusted? Sometimes, people we know well are capable of scamming us, and s...
I never know what my wife's got up her sleeves. At 35, Lily is every bit as beautiful as she was at 25, when we were married. Long, blonde hair cascading across her face. Silky soft pale skin. Incredible, firm breasts. A tight tummy. An ass I can't keep my hands off of. I don't know how I lucked into my marriage, but I am thankful for it every day. And God b...
I was doing a final sound check while Ann was busy sorting out some lingerie from the big box next to the catwalk. It was one o' clock in the afternoon and we were anxiously preparing for the arrival of the models. We had set up the dress rehearsal for eight o' clock that evening. "You'll have to tell me who the new model is; I have to sort these out accord...
The following is, as they say in the movie ads, based on a true story. The details and the ending have been invented. However, the author's role in the actual event was essentially the same as the narrator's role in the story. Of course, any similarities to any real persons, places, or institutions are coincidental and unintended. ***** Most of the silly t...
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 would like to remind my readers that this is a real-life email exchange and not something that I've made up. I can no more change the course of th...
Inspiration emerges when you least expect it. At least... that's been my experience more often than not. Most of my exhibitionist "games" began with a totally random idea in the midst of everyday life. My first exploration with being surprisingly nude happened because a UPS delivery came at just the right time. A dressing room is positioned perfectly to gi...