[Those put off by natural functions, including periods, and things like body smells of different kinds should skip this story. The narrator and all other characters are 18 or over.] In my admittedly limited experience, girls normally place a far greater emphasis on personal hygiene than do boys. From when I was little, I learned to wash myself thoroughl...
Ronald Casey sighed and endured the verbal abuse being laid on him by his wife, Janice. She was complaining that the house wasn't clean. It was but not to her satisfaction. He had done his best but it wasn't good enough. For him, all of this was getting old. They lived in Pensacola Florida. He had been unemployed for the past month and a half and he was des...
"Considering your age and family history I'm sending you for a prostate exam." My doctor wrote out a prescription and handed it to me. "Have fun" he added with a smirk. I got to the specialist's office and registered with the receptionist. I sat down and looked around for something to read. There were copies of various sports, and business magazines, and s...
The next day in class Mrs. Tavorski handed me a page of homework. "You left this at tutoring last night," she said to me, just loud enough for the rest of the students to hear. They tittered in amusement. My face flushed red and I silently took the folded paper from her. I was too embarrassed to even open it for a the next few minutes. Jack, the class joke...
Saturday morning for those of you who haven't read "Carrie's Pussy" was spent in my neighbor's apartment going through her things and edging myself to a very leisurely orgasm. Back in my own apartment a little after noon I collapsed. Exhausted from spending so much time focusing on my crotch I drifted off dreaming of things I could or might do while Carrie w...
All characters are eighteen or older. *** If you've read any of the other "The Birthday Suit Club" series you know how this all started. If not, then here is a brief recap. I was severely burned, including my face, as a child which lead to me becoming very reclusive as a teenager. My sister, Gail, decided that I needed to have more social contacts so she m...
I always thought working on television would be a glamorous affair. I was wrong. I started working for our local news station in an entry level position. I came to learn later that this meant 'gofer'. I spent my days getting coffees and running papers everywhere. The only bright spot in my day was Ashely. Ashley Ryanes was our weather girl. About twenty like...
*Author's Note: Hello everyone. A thousand apologies for the lack of updates for several years. I will try and finish this story. I hope that those of you that liked and supported/encouraged/nagged me for an update, know that I appreciate all of what you said, and encouraged me to start up again. I especially wish that you enjoy this installment.* * * *...
Mike couldn't wait to get home. Working third shift at his new job was tiring, but he would be able to get on another shift soon. He looked at his watch, and he knew it would only be another few minutes before he got to Ron and Lisa's house. They were friends of his wife, Jeannie, and he was staying with them until they moved to the new city he was working i...
I knew I was in for trouble upon seeing the eagerness of the demon boy to train me. I had hoped that nobody would want me because I was not trained. Having been captured by the demon slave hunters two weeks ago, I had violently resisted anything they tried to do to train me, so they eventually gave up and decided to get rid of me as soon as possible, auction...