NOTE: "Tropical Dreams" was written as an episode in the Spring Orgy on Malinov's Island, which was underway on the sex story newsgroups during the summer of 1998. This story takes place after the authors attending the Erotic Writer's Workshop on the _S.S. Sybaris_ flee the apparently sinking ship and are stranded on a deserted (?) island. This version is sl...
This is a tale of some castaways. This is the real story, not the fake one you saw on television. Some of the cast look a bit different. Some look pretty much the same, at least at the start. I do not stick with the story and made up quite a bit. But it is still mostly our childhood castaways that are here for a long, long time. Eventually. This is a story...
A few weeks later, Terry was down with a cold so the three of us went out to dinner. After dinner, Mickey said she wanted to detour to see my place and meet my dog about which she'd heard so much. About ten minutes after we got there, she was pals with my hairy buddy and on a first sniff basis. About fifteen minutes after we got there, Pete was fucking her d...
Chapter 15 "Did you just shoot at me?" I snapped. I sat up and stared at Jared, my breakdown ceased, replaced with volatile anger. "No," Jared said quietly and lowered his gun. "That was a bullet whizzing by my head! Seems like you just shot at me." I crossed my arms under my breasts and mumbled, "I can't believe I got in the car. Why did you get in the c...
Meryl wandered along the beach in front of me, the cheeks of her fulsome backside squirming inside her bikini bottoms with each step, her long brown hair cascading down her back, almost touching the enticing cleft of her buttocks, barely revealed by the skimpy swimsuit bottoms. I was in heaven, and could not have been happier, following the love of my life...
Note: For those of you who have read my stories, I write from my own personal experiences, with a little license, to spice it up. Fantasy is great, but what better way to tell about a hidden part of our secret lives, doing what we do, in private. This is another part that happened to me this July of 2001. * * * * * This is a true story. I love to sail arou...
The beach today is as white and pristine as any other day. As I watch the waves lazily roll in and out, the sun sets on the horizon. The huge orange orb seems to sizzle as it sinks slowly into the ocean. The water is always calm this time of day, the breeze cools my skin. Lush green palm leaves waft above my head as I stare at the setting sun. This island pa...
The list of people wanting to go hunting got longer. My boss had me do him a favor and take some clients out and show Numchucks off as well as guide their hunt. The morning came and the number of People grew to be larger than I had expected. They had brought another person which put four of us in the boat plus the dog. The boat was a four man limit which was...
Would she be up for an impulsive trip? Could she sneak a day off, a conspiratorial holiday at the last minute? That's what I asked late afternoon on a sunny summer day mid-week. I had an urgent last minute trip to make over to the Island. The meeting too early the following morning for a flight, already too late to even stop home to pack. Just time to make t...
This is a story of My wife, her female lover and myself at a sex club. There is a lot of sex with men and some lesbian action. If this is not your cup of tea, please pass it by. For all others, if you want another chapter, please let me know. ********* This was the first time I watched the new game show, Guess My Fantasy, on cable TV. From what I could se...