America in 1956 seemed besotted with Peyton Place and the Kinsey Report and the boom in nudist colonies and the theories of Dr Freud. But schoolgirls in the Minnesota city of Brewer were homing in on their own sweet goal: seeing their male classmates stripped to the buff. Their male classmates nude. In their birthday suits. And more than that, nude- and hu...
How Gupta built his commercial empire * It was in the last days of the British rule in England. Many English civil servants waited for their Indian replacements but as usual for the most technical jobs, the training of natives would take years... One of these civil servants, sq. Charles Cullogh had a lovely wife and two beautiful daughters. He also employe...
My first effort. Although clearly me remembering something, I chose to write in the present tense. Goddess Worship It is evening. The bonfire is just lit. My cape flutters slowly in the gentle breeze. I am completely naked beneath it. Indeed it is the only clothing allowable at this Gathering. It has a fastener at the top and that is it. It is meant to be...
CHAPTER 11 Sexy Hunting And Fucking Partner's Call Hi, my name is Mike. I'm now living in retirement at the age of 71. Throughout my life I have had the most outstanding sex with some of the finest young girls, women and older ladies that any man could want. This is the continuing chaptered story on how I play the sex game with these many wonderful women t...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. It is suggested you read the two previous chapters before reading this chapter. * As you remember from Chapter 2, my wife Emma left me on a Saturday evening to go to what she thought was an innocent dinner with Rolf Ericsson and his friends at the Old Colonel's Mansion. After the dinner she would be introduc...
Somewhere in the unknown eastern hemisphere in the Indian Sea, beyond Mauritania and the Ganges, was a place that the ancient geographer Ptolemy called the Isle of Satyrs. Legends say that no one appeared on the island during daylight, but at night great fires could be seen and the confused and barbaric sounds of flutes and drums could be heard. The nature o...
Hi Wako's I was going to just post a comment about the story "John Carter". After typing for a while I found myself getting carried away with my comment. I then decided to post it as a humor-satire story. I asked for H2Owader's permission. This is the email I sent to H2O; Dear H20wader ©, I love your screen name. If I used WaterWader, would that be an in...
"This is haram," Zahra Hamideh said as her classmate Richa Chuttani drew near, a cocky grin on her lovely face. Zahra felt her pulse quicken as Richa came toward her, and Zahra wasn't sure whether to kiss the cocky bitch or slap the shit out of her. I just might do both, Zahra thought, her eyes flitting over Richa's lithe yet curvy body. Richa looked great i...
Steve Lucent burst across the starting line at the sound of the gun like a madman. He drove his toes into track with the fury of an animal. But to the spectators in the stadium, his tall, athletic frame and his long blonde hair flying in the wind without hiding his handsome face, Lucent seemed very much like the ideal man. Behind him, a swarm of the fastes...
Meet Navdeep Singh, a young Indian woman living in the City of Kanata, Ontario. She works at Tim Horton's to pay the bills while studying at Algonquin College. The life of an international student is never easy. In the morning, Navdeep works at the drive through window, taking orders from customers who are always in a hurry. The rat race which permeates Nort...