My name is Daniel. In the early nineties, my family moved to a bigger city to be closer to my mother's parents. My grandfather had cancer and did not have long to live. My mother loved being home and I loved the beaches, ease of access to the newest tech and just the pop culture of earlier 90s, I went from living on a sugar cane farm to computers, surfing, t...
My girlfriend April and I had been going to Hidden Beach ever since we had met. The first time we made love was out in the open on its sandy shores. Hidden Beach wasn't actually hidden at all, but was hard to get to and had no services. You had to either own a four by four or be willing to take a long walk to get there. That kept most of the people away, oth...
During my last semester in high school, I drove to Austin for a sort of orientation session sponsored by the University of Texas. It was mainly a PR deal to showcase the school, but as a country boy I wasn't going to miss a chance to go to Austin and enjoy the "big city." I was staying in an apartment with a friend from my hometown who was several years old...
I had taken Friday off work with the intention of going to Cobblers Beach for the first time this summer, and was pleased when it turned out to be a hot, sunny day. I got the bus there, arriving at around 11am, and as I made my way down the rocky slope which leads to it, there was as usual a tight feeling of anticipation in my stomach. I reached the beach a...
Malone breathed through his nose as he stared at the beautiful masseuse. "It's quite a name, Sapphire." She giggled, and tossed her hair. "It's not just a professional name, you know...My mom was a hippie loser and called me Saffron, and I changed it." "Well, it's nice and-" Sapphire pinched the skin under Malone's cock head between her forefinger and h...
AFTERNOON: "KATIE" My phone called about an hour after Hollie had left. I sorted the bed and started on some lunch. What Hollie had in mind precisely was actually a mystery for me, but whatever it was I could bet it would be earth-shattering. From the licking of her lips and her beaming just before she left, I could bet I would not be disappointed. Twenty m...
My husband Ron and I like to play sexual games. One game that we sometimes play is Forfeits, this is where I am given some task to fulfil and if I fail I have to take a note from the Lucky Dip jar and act out whatever is written on it. These have ranged from relatively mild things, such as leaving off my panties and flashing my nakedness in a pub, to very se...
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...
This is the fifth instalment of an 18-year-old music student's, Clare's new career in the sex industry. In the first instalment, she was hired by the husband and wife team of escort agency owners who discover during some sexual high; she is still a virgin. In the second, she sets out in a limo to her first appointment with her new escort name, "Celeste", to...
Author's note: I did this one a while back, let me know what you think and if you like it, i will submit the other chapters for it, if not, well, can't win them all "Here we are darlin', you sure you won't go on to New York with me?" The trucker who had picked her up in Miami grinned at her as she gathered up her duffel bag from the bunk. "You've been goo...