Nude Day falls on the last day of every school year. Today is my first. I put on a brand new pair of panties and my best bra so that whichever boy undresses me will see nice things. I go into the kitchen in my peasant blouse and retro pleated skirt but I can't eat. The protest sign is so bulky that Mom drives me to Darwin High. I put it up near the main en...
For a long time I just stood there, transfixed, enjoying the fresh memories of the amazing fuck I'd just had. For a day or so I pretended to be studying, but actually I was daydreaming, about her perfect breasts, the taste of her pussy and the amazing sensations she gave me. I was also starting to realize that she was as much of a bitch as she was beautiful....
This is a bit of a departure from my normal stories. This is based on the true story of Sir Jean de Carrouges and Sir Jacques le Gris as depicted in Eric Jager's 2004 book The Last Duel. His is a work of non-fiction. I've tried to create a fictional story that honors his work and the historical events it portrays while adding my own spin and some eroticism t...
Many years ago when I was a hormonally driven teenager but not that popular with the girls, I had something happen to me which I apparently had suppressed for some reason. As I think back on it now, I wish it hadn’t slipped into the subconscious, for the memory is so pleasant now. For the past several months I have been corresponding regularly with several...
I had spent the past nine months trying to impregnate my wife, Dana, but instead I knocked up my mother in law, Donna. It happened when we went to Dana's little sister's celebratory dinner. Dana, her sister Darlene and their father had gone out to buy Darlene a car, leaving Donna and me alone. After a few Zima's, Donna had shown me her tits, which, even thou...
I imagined walking into your bedroom. You had been expecting me. So you had arranged yourself just to please me. You were sprawled on the bed, in an erotic, sexy, downright sluttish way. You were lying diagonally, with your feet towards the top right corner of the bed and your head towards to lower left corner. Your face was turned to your left, where the do...
Our sex life had improved significantly in the next few weeks, not that it was bad earlier. Given that we were enjoying our married sex life much better now, I was not sure if it would be good idea to pursue the swapping (or rather the mistress) idea. Mayuri was settling in nicely with her new job. Her new job was quite demanding and she being a hard worker...
Chapter 18 - A night's stroll to the cemetary Both Natalie and Christie awoke with a start as the blankets and sheets that covered them were jerked away. "Wake up! You're late!" A female voice shouted at them. Both girls relaxed when they saw Tlueindra standing over them smiling as her eyes moved up and down as she looked at the two other girl's naked bod...
"Hey, buddy, what's happenin'?" I asked my friend Lionel, a good man that I knew for quite a while, "it's been what, six weeks, since we last talked, and that was on social media. What's going on with you?" "Well, look, I've been on kind of a voyage of personal discovery, if you will. I've...re-evaluated a few things since Shelly and I broke up. It was a p...
You're sitting on a park bench in London, getting head from some ginger slut while you people watch. You still get so turned on from modern women's fashion, designed with frequent public sex in mind. So many mature women in 'virgin killer' sweaters and their daughters in breastless leotards. Some were in what you like to call 'cloth belts' because that's all...