After pulling up my pants, I took a spot on the loveseat in Madison's living room. Madison was still strutting around naked except for her thigh-high stiletto boots and shiny black latex elbow gloves. The click-clack that the stilettos' heels made when she walked was like an instigating hand rapping on the door of my libido. The boots and gloves themselves w...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Sunday morning after our evening of my wife dancing, flirting, kissing and being groped by a horny good looking younger man, and I woke really early, with a huge hard on, and nothing on my mind other than what my wife got up to the previous night, and what she might be going to do next Saturday. Time dragged slowly as my mind turned the events over and over....
She was rather plain looking. Or at least I thought so from afar until I saw her deep green almond shaped eyes. As she came closer I could see her slightly upturned bow shaped lips. Her hair was as black as raven's feathers. She walked right past me into the bar. My eyes followed her incredible rump as she made her way to the bar and sat right next to a ve...
If you don't like huge black dicks and white women, read something else. If you have a complaint call Dial-a-Prayer. Maybe they care. I damn sure don't! BEACH BLANKET SEDUCTION Twenty-three year old Thomas Golematis and his lovely twenty-one year old Sarah Dimitrak were married in their Orthodox church, on a beautiful June day, surrounded by thei...
I awoke the next morning in the kind of glorious haze you only get after fucking an Asian lesbian in the ass. You really must try it sometime. I didn't even bother to get out of bed until my over-full bladder insisted, and even then I didn't get dressed. In fact, apart from a few phone calls to my partners about Bev's proposal, I didn't do jack that day. Re...
We left the car by the side of the road about a half mile from the beach where Valentine and I first made love. It was her car, so there was nothing inside worth stealing. Valentine had made such a fuss about leaving her stupid cassette tapes, but I assured her that we hadn’t parked the car in 1989, and any self-respecting burglar would have lost interest in...
This is a work of fiction. No person in this story is based on or relates to any living person. However, the concept of a clothing optional wedding is based on reality. The activities described in this story are imaginary and are neither condoned nor recommended by the author. This chapter of the story is self-contained but makes more sense if you read ch...
Chapter One: I'm a retired gentleman living in Central California. I recently met my new next-door neighbor, Denise. She just relocated from Southern California and works at the local farmers market. Denise and I are developing a close relationship that recently turned sexual after spending the day at Avila Beach. We made our way over to the clothing option...
I was back from college, at my brother's friend's graduation party. I wouldn't have gone, but it was free food, and I had nothing else to do. My brother and his friends sat together by their pool, playing frisbee, daring each other to throw it in the water. My mom was talking to another mom, and my dad hung out by the grill. I awkwardly stood at my mom's e...