I've been a painter for a while now. A fucking Bachelor's degree in economics, and this is where I find myself. I worked as a painter through college hoping to be relieved from the world of manual labor with some job filing paperwork after the completion of this degree, but that is rarely the case. One advantage of the world of manual labor is that it has...
I smiled brightly when I pulled into the drive and seen him waiting at the door. I parked and got out as quickly as I could and by the time I got out of my car, he was waiting there with his arms open. "Hi, Baby girl" he purred into my ear as he folded me against his chest. "Mmmm hi, Daddy" rising up on my tippy toes to place a soft kiss against his lip....
This was one of a number of stories I published on anon.penet.fi in the 1990s. I found a trove of them while browsing through some old CD-ROMs, and decided to give them new life on Literotica. *** Proper attire can make almost any activity a pleasure — even taking the trash out. I often liven up this mundane chore by leaving it to Noreen — my tarty TV pers...
A few years ago, my husband and I honeymooned on St. Martin, where we had an unbelievable experience. There are several nude beaches on St. Martin, the most well-known being Club Orient on the French side of the island. But on the Dutch side, Cupecoy Beach is very secluded, accessible only by a steep, rocky path, well off the nearest dirt road. There is a...
Mutual friend and clothing optional beach enthusiast, Andrew was coming over the house to help Hubby Jeffrey with a project. We'd met him at the shore and formed a friendship, likely made more interesting by the fact most of the time spent with each other was done in the buff. Three way conversations included life, politics, sports, weather, and sex. Talk b...
My name is Dan and my wife Kim and I get together with a group of friends we met in college every weekend. There are five couples total; Kim and myself, John and Lisa, Paul and Grace, Robert and Tammy, and Rick and Hannah. Kim and I have the best house for hosting the weekly party, plus we live almost in the middle of the group so we always meet at our house...
I hold up the cards. Quickly, the card is removed. I gather the rest together and head into the kitchen to cook some dinner. I hear the bedroom door close. I love to cook dinner. Nothing is more relaxing than cooking dinner. The smells of the kitchen are intoxicating. I love to chop garlic, sauté onions, season steaks, basically rattle the pans and then e...
The cabdriver stopped at the bottom of the driveway. "Hey, Buddy, I think this is you." Jack opened his eyes and tried to focus on his surroundings. "Yeah, this is it." Handing the driver two twenties, he said, "Keep the change." "Thanks." Jack gingerly got out of the car, careful not to lose his balance on the undulating earth. He held onto his mailbox t...
This story is a lot different from most of my others. It was written as a challenge story for another site and I decided to share it here as well. Please let me know if you enjoy it. Votes and feedback are very important to us who write. Thanks :) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At forty one years young my curves along with dark hair and green eyes...
After my vacation in Greece, I proceeded onward to my next assignment: Bangkok, Thailand. To summarize my sex life up till then, I was almost 39 years old and the number of men I had bedded was the same as my age. (I'm an accountant; I've addicted to numbers and I've got to get them right before I can tell the story.) Bangkok was different from my life of t...