A big thank you goes out to 'Lady Cibelle' and 'Techsan' for their editing prowess. Our little town has a community garage sale once a year. There are probably a hundred and thirty garage sales that weekend. Of course my wife Connie has to take part, but she will complain about all the work that has to be done to get ready for it. We've been part of this co...
As a tinkerer by nature, I spend a lot of my spare time puttering in the garage. On a particular late-spring afternoon, I was putting together and old bicycle that I'd salvaged from scrap. The days were getting warmer as the weather headed towards summer, so I had the garage door open to enjoy the occasional breeze that still drifted through. I was preoccup...
As with other couples, we had a pair of friends that we regularly socialised with. Often we would discuss sex and, over time, the conversations got more and more daring, pushing back the boundaries. During one meal with Richard and Michelle, Michelle and I had discussed wanking. As a sort of standing joke, we talked about me wanking in the garage while she w...
The Magician The Magician is experiencing the establishment of his own identity through his own creativity and capabilities. . . .The Magician signifies originality and creativity. (Stewart Kaplan, Tarot Classic) You are able to master new situations, take positive action, and focus your attention to realize your potential. Making good use of available eq...
I laid on the sofa in the living room, still completely naked. I stared out of the front window that faced the cul-de-sac and front yard, my mind playing over and over again the event that just happened in the backyard. Had I actually exposed myself as I jerked off during the light of day? Did the neighbor really witness my naked romp outdoors? I contemplat...
Around 4 o'clock I decided it was time to take off for the night. We had things to do, like catch Armacost sneaking over to David Schmidt's house to do his wife. Carla turned on the answering machine and locked up the office as I pulled my truck up to the front of the building. We drove downtown and I pulled into the same spot I used Tuesday when I followed...
Taking that first sip of coffee from his cup, Stan looked out of the front window across the street as the fellow across the street opened the wooden doors of his garage. The rear light-clusters of that superb car clearly visible in the sun-light. Stan smiled to himself. That car was the most polished automobile in history. The bright red paintwork shone li...
If you'd like please feel free to go back and read part 1 and 2 to help fill in some background information, however you don't need to read them to enjoy this part of the story. * After Karen had been caught by the neighbor doing some naked weeding in the garden we spent several evenings discussing what had happened and why was it that when she finally fig...
A little history about myself. Today I am 22 years old. I was born in Florida. My mom and dad worked for the U.S. Government. From age 3 to age 15 I lived and grew up in France. My mother was born in Paris, France. My mom and dad are nudist and I grew up as a nudist. I am a hard core nudist and willing to walk nude down Main Street if I can get away with i...
Lisa the Risk Junkie - Beginnings This is planned to be a series of stories related to each other. They are not in any particular chronological order and each is planned to be able to stand alone. All characters are over the age of 18. --------------- Beginnings She can't help herself. She knows it's stupid, but she keeps doing it. Her life's all fucked...