Quick note: This is not as much of a stand-alone story as the others, but it is a free country. If you start reading here, you will catch up on the characters pretty quickly. ***** Chapter 7 The port the next morning was St. Martin. The island was divided between France and the Netherlands back in the 1600s, and the Dutch part is called "St. Maarten". The...
A TRUE STORY It all started when I fancied going to a naturist club, Sue was a bit unsure so we found one, which allowed you to wear swimwear, if you wanted. On our first visit, Sue kept her swimsuit on for the first 15 mins then decided she felt out of place, and took it off. When we were shown round the place, they showed us some private rooms, which th...
My wife was always entering drawings for free stuff. It drove me crazy, we never actually won anything but got onto a lot of telemarketer calling lists. Rarely a night went by that we could sit and get through dinner without one or more calls. I tried for years to get her to realize that you never won anything for nothing. But still she persisted in filling...
Since my last questionnaire post in the 'How To' section titled, 'Are You Satisfied', I have been asked numerous times for a follow-up relating to 'Cuckolding'. This is something that many couples fantasize about but unfortunately rarely share with their spouses. While it is predominately the husband who will initially broach the subject, many wives have adm...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. Looking back in time, it is funny – in a strange sort of way – how things develop into something that you never expected...
Rebecca hadn't been herself lately. She was smiling less and from time to time I heard her weeping for seemingly no reason at all. She wouldn't tell me what was wrong. She kept saying I couldn't understand. Even our Saturday night arrangements were affected. When the group of black men came over to ravage her violently, she usually let them have their way...
Jan and Mark boarded their plane in mid-morning. They didn't need to check any luggage, because they had agreed that where they were going would not require a lot of clothes. Just over two hours later, the couple cleared customs in Cancun and boarded Playa del Maya's courtesy van. By three o'clock, they were standing at the registration desk. "Welcome to Pla...
Sara and Jim led the two couples to a large heart shaped swimming pool. Ample shade was provided by tall trees and palms, and a beautiful garden surrounded the area. Eight other couples and their coaches were seated on mats arranged before a raised, padded platform at one end of the pool. An older couple, wearing the brief red garb of coaches stood by the pl...
CHAPTER 4: FOOD OF THE GODS The colony had spent the first six months tackling all the problems that any new group of settlers have no matter how well planned their settlement may be. Equipment shortages and malfunctions, injuries and sickness, unexpected extremes of conditions and a thousand and one variations on Murphy's Law, that had been found to be equ...
Stephen Cutler is a six-foot-two, burly and handsome, chocolate-hued and decidedly sexy African-American gentleman living in the City of Sanford, Florida. Originally from the City of Detroit, Michigan, Stephen Cutler came to Florida for higher education and ended up staying. The place sort of grew on him. Indeed, the Sunshine State appealed to the native Det...