An icy November breeze whipped through the near-barren trees. Small brown leaves, already curled in upon themselves from the sudden cold snap, broke away to fall awkwardly to the ground. Shrouded in thin sheets of frost, they fell hard and fast, crunching softly upon the cracked and worn sidewalk. It was the sound of autumn crumbling away. The winter that th...
[Is this the ultimate plimsoll fetish sex fantasy?] Chapter 11 -- What a difference a year makes. When we first met and told each other of how we had acquired our shared fetish for plimsolls we discovered that a common item in our stories was a white tennis dress: Bryony's in my case and Lucinda's in Emma's. So we agreed that on our first anniversary we wo...
Disclaimer: All characters and events are purely fictional. All characters are at least 18 years of age. "Bracchia et voltum teretisque suras integer laudo; fuge suspicari cuius octauvm trepidavit aetas claudere lustrum." ("Arms and countenance and those lissome ankles cooly uninvolved I commend; suspect not one whose rushing life has already drawn its f...
Chapter 5: "Go on, open it." Shona passed the envelope to Mark. "It must be good news. Nobody uses snail mail any more except for special occasions." Mark and Shona were squashed together in Mark's single bed. Both sets of parents had gone away for the weekend, and the couple had taken advantage of their freedom with an all day sex session, finally falli...
CHAPTER TEN -- SPECIAL VACATION The little cows are in the Milking Center, happily hooked up to the pulsators, wiggling their little cow bottoms in the air and slamming out one orgasm after another. They don't count 'em. What would be the point? With nubile, hairless young bodies that are shot full of space-age hormone treatments, on hands and knees at the...
Does it count twice if you lose your virginity to two different women on the same day? This is the tale of how I lost my virginity, it happened a long time ago, long before the world of the Internet, mobile phones and the X-box. I set off with Simon, an old school friend and his family, on a last minute skiing holiday in the week before returning to schoo...
(Connie, Yvonne, Sarah, and Tipton were real people, but this story is not what really happened. Just what I wish had happened.) Reputation. That was the name of the game for most of the women at the small university I was attending in 1970. You either had a bad one or a good one, and your whole future depended on which one you had. The Sexual Revolution...
The cold gust of wind blew hard as I walked around the corner toward the front doors of the quaint brick downtown post office. I knew it would be busy, with only a week before Christmas. I was there for stamps and hoped the lines would be shorter this early in the morning. I heard the sound of cardboard boxes tumbling behind me as I approached the post offic...
The time was the early sixties and the sexual revolution was in full swing. This is the true story of one of the original swinging couples as it was told to me. Only the names have been changed to keep me from being sued…. How It All Began "My wife and I were introduced to the world of group sex by two close friends. We had known Barry and Edie for a few...
Chapter 12: Lisa and my Indoctrination We lay there alternately looking at each other and the ceiling as we regained our breath and the cum dried. Eventually, we just turned on our sides and faced each other. Lisa's eyes were unfathomable and I guessed that with my conflicting emotions, mine might be a bit dark to read as well. I broke the silence. "That...