Sara and Patsy slept in on their second day at South Padre Island. It was almost noon when they finally rolled out. Patsy peered over at Sara who was grinning broadly. "What?" She asked. "Oh, I was just wondering if Bob was as much fun as it sounded last night – you were almost screaming." Patsy looked a little sheepish, but recovered quickly. "He is very...
It wasn't her nudity that first caught his attention as she waded into the surf. After all, it was a 'clothing optional' beach, and very few failed to exercise that option. It was her hair, he realized, the red of her locks making a sharp contrast with the green of the sea. "Like the painting by Gauguin," he thought, almost voicing it aloud, and he saw her...
After my first year at college I returned to my parents' home for the summer. Now, summer in Britain translates to about three hot weeks in June or July but as my home town was a coastal resort I found part-time work at the holiday camp on the outskirts of our town. The camp consisted of mobile homes and caravans, rented for periods of time with a central c...
I think, especially with people who've been married a long time, fantasy plays a large part in the sexual relationship, and I'm absolutely convinced that many married women love to imagine all sorts of things, but would never even be unfaithful to their husbands, in real life. We've been married nearly eighteen years now, and are well into the fantasy stage...
Lamar sat on his cot, the headache he had been suffering for weeks finally starting to ebb. His brother was not far away, sitting much the way that Lamar was, only instead of squinting in the light, Brody groaned with his pain every few minutes, swaying in a non-existent breeze. The medical tent they had called home was now almost deserted. Most... no, all...
This story took place four years ago, right after I graduated from high school. It was Memorial Day weekend and my family was staying at our beach house in the Florida panhandle. We had brought along my best friend and next door neighbor from Atlanta, Joel. My name is Alison, but everyone calls me Ally. At the time of this story, I was eighteen years old....
Alicia, once again here, continuing from Part 5, this time with my husband's full blessing. *** Bob and three others were waiting for me as I emerged from the guesthouse. One other guy, Terry, and two girls, Betsy and Kate. As we walk along the shore it's obvious that Terry and Betsy are into each other. They are walking ahead and I catch myself looking...
Kate wanted to play the game again. 'It was a bit scary,' she thought, 'that sensation of falling, but It is still only a game after all. It can't really hurt me.' In truth, it was hoping to enjoy the sensation of having really good sex that made her decide to give the game another try. * * * * * * "Bye mum," said Cleo as she left for work. "Bye love,"...
I stood there on the deck, the binoculars to my eyes, slowly scanning along the beach. It had become a daily ritual that I could not explain. I had rented the beach house for the summer. It sat on a corner of a quiet, secluded beach; simply a place for me to regroup. I saw the binoculars on the shelf by the sliding glass door that led to the deck on the mor...
Love Bites I stood in front of the buffet line debating whether to have desert or not. Because of my size, calories cling to me in the worst places. It would be okay if calories slung to my boobs, but I wasn't so lucky. As I studied the food I became aware of a presence getting close to me, a presence that moved haltingly, uncertainly. The presence materia...