About twelve years ago, I was heavily involved with an older married guy, who did some amateur photography. He turned this young girls head with aspirations of life as a glamour model. Needless to say I was his model and would pose for him, innocently at first, then as the weeks went by the posing became more and more provocative. I was only eighteen when th...
It all began innocently enough, moving into the rented beach cabin where I was working on my photography book. Unloading my boxes, I caught the sight of a dynamite blonde walking into the house next door. She was unloading some groceries from a golf cart with beach tires on it. As she walked up to her house movement caught my eye, and I noticed the cart roll...
I was hardly inside the flat and certainly the door wasn't shut behind me when: we were in each others arms, our mouths were clamped, our hands were all over the other's body and our tongues were deep in the other's throats. We were frantically tearing at each other's clothes. He pulled my ridiculously short, denim micro skirt up round my waist, I fumbled th...
I may only be 19, but I know when a guy is turned on. You contacted me on MySpace because you were seeking a local glamour model. I'm not a skinny fashion model, and no doubt my photos excited you. How could you resist my long tan legs and tall high heels, my luscious ass, my succulent 36C breasts in silky bikinis and lace bras - and, of course, the cum-hit...
I have always had an interest in photography that went beyond the enjoyment of looking at nude pictures in Playboy. So last fall, I decided to take a course offered through the community college in photography. We did a number of different subjects in the course and one of the outside assignments was to do a series on a human subject. I talked Nancy, a gorg...
The Taxi eased into my driveway with the driver almost drooling. I'd been doing my usual slut teasing on the journey home, opening my long coat to reveal my black stockings and garter belt, with my large firm breasts and tight shaved pussy to my driving companion. I'd been tweaking my erect nipples, sliding a finger between my aroused labia and regaling my a...
Cassy always loved the way her fiancé, Bobby, looked at her – like he could never get enough. Cassy knew she was pretty – she was a part-time model – but Bobby's intense, adoring gaze always made her feel smoking hot. She knew Bobby liked having a model as a girlfriend. He liked reading the admiring comments about her looks on her online modeling profile pa...
This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to your continued comments....
I work for a university. I'm finishing my PhD thesis in History (documentary evidence and textual accounts of the emergence of the common law in the eleventh century, since you ask) but I don't have funding for my research. Not surprising really. Legal history isn't fashionable, but my department don't want to lose me entirely. So I spend my working day as...
"Come fill the Cup, and in the fire of Spring Your winter garment of Repentence fling. The Bird of Time has but a little way to flutter -- And the Bird is on the wing." (Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam) Julia Cameron-Morgan put down the novel by Disraeli and sighed. She loved the sights and sounds of sex. She enjoyed watching a man's tongue make its first cont...