True Story: There was this little blonde chiclet I met, briefly, in college. I was nocturnal, taking an absurd 22+ hours a semester, sleeping every two days to complete coursework. I'd come into the habit of writing outdoors past midnight, if I weren't on the soccer field exercising. One night I diverted from my normal schedule. Instead of heading to the c...
Chapter Nineteen - Thanks for the Memories Without warning or notice, Kathleen unexpectedly moved from the neighborhood shortly after our day of sexual fun. I wonder if one of the neighbors overhead us talking about our sexual adventures. Maybe someone, other than my four, horny friends, saw her posing and dancing in front of her windows naked. Maybe someon...
She was, for all intents and appearances, a completely stunning normal human; long, glossy hair; fantastic smile. She was brunette, and her hair came down to her waist. She was tiny, barely even topping five foot, and her waist flared inwards, creating a truly remarkable figure. She had curves to rival a belly dancer or royalty. But to be the icing on t...
Marie and I have been married for 8 years. We met in college. I first noticed her dancing a party, my eyes transfixed by her jiggling tits. We hit it off, and before long we were dating and fucking day and night. It was a great time in our lives. After college, we decided to settle down, get married, and have kids. Ten years later we have two kids, two full...
"Yes, I have my passport." I reassured my mum for about the thousandth time as she kissed me on the head wishing me luck and telling me to have a good time. I was relieved to walk through the sliding doors into the terminal at Heathrow to the sight of all my friends. Our flight was leaving in three hours: plenty of time to go round the shops with t...
**This story is part of my Business Trip Sex chronicles. Working for a multinational company required me to go on these trips quite often, so the stories under this collection are from different trips, and did not necessarily happen on the same trip. ** It has been a stressful week for me and my team as we had to work long hours daily to close the project...
April's Amazing Day So, my story starts like most of us crossdressers, finding moms lingerie in the clothes hamper as a pre-teen and of course putting things on while getting those first feelings of excitement, sexiness, and that surge of adrenaline. Every day I became consumed with hoping against hope that when I arrived home, no one would be around so tha...
I open the sliding glass door and step through into the back yard, blinking a little in the light of a bright Saturday morning. My daughter Lily, the light of my life, is playing in the swimming pool with her six closest female friends. They all graduated from high school yesterday, and this is their celebration—an all-weekend party at our house. They talked...
My name is Poppy Brown, 19 years old but 20 in February, and I live with My Daddy and his sub wife most days and sometimes i must go home to my mum and dads at weekends for family chores for my dad and brother. We are a Baptist family in a Baptist community, which has certain unique values, basically, based on home discipline. The reason my dad and mum wa...
Several years ago I decided to take a trip and drove down to the Gulf coast of Florida to Tarpon Springs. I knew some people in the area so I decided to see them and enjoy the area beaches for a few days. One friend told me about a clothing optional resort if I wanted to be daring. He knew I was an exhibitionist at heart. I laughed and told him I would thi...