Welcome back to the saga of my journey into nudism, and the crazy life that I lead today. The last time I wrote, I described how my parents found out about my activities, and found out what Claire and I had been doing the last several weeks. I'm going to flash forward a few weeks to a little "adventure" Claire and I had a few weeks before the end of summer....
I had finished dressing and was seated in the den waiting for Amy, my wife. We were going out for dinner and a few drinks with my oldest and best friend, Ron. I had just returned from two weeks of business and we were going out tonight to unwind. My name is Don and if the conversation I just had with my wife was any indication then tonight was about to be th...
Preliminary note: This story is part 2 of another piece I wrote a few months ago. You can find it here: www.literotica.com/s/the-ballad-of-a-drifter. Of course the Swan's song can be read as a standalone but I'll make references to events that occurred in the previous story so you might find yourselves a bit lost. I hope you enjoy it and of course all commen...
I awoke Sunday morning quite late, as we had spent the longest and certainly the most eventful Saturday I could remember since Des and I was married some seven years earlier. A few of the parallels were quite extraordinary as the matter of fact. I was a little sore from frequent lovemaking, I was happier than ever before, but there were some subtle differenc...
Hall Pass -- 23 -- Last night in Scotland -- Part 2 By: LewdLuke She illustrated her wisdom to me, as she does occasionally. She said, "I don't think we have a problem. Both of us are happy to end this five-day visit early. We will always come back together. Nothing is as good as, what is happening right now. Our need for each other will not diminish. I al...
"Those men –" I began. "It's OK," he repeated. I clung to him, my trembling gradually subsiding. "Try to sleep," he said softly. "I'll stay awake, although I'm sure the sheikh's put his own people outside the tent now." I nodded, and twined my fingers in his hair, my other hand resting on the muscles of his shoulder. I forced myself to relax, and felt my...
The weekend trip to the Pachanga Casino had been planned for two weeks. We started talking about it last month after receiving the last video Chad and Jean had sent us in the mail. We had met them in Hawaii last September while on vacation. After striking up a friendship during the week, on their last night on the island we went way over the edge in the wi...
Dear Readers, I cannot express how happy I am that you enjoyed my first submission. I can only hope that having taken any negative feedback on board I have improved and can excite you further. This submission will continue Iyva's story and take her and Matthew's relationship forward. I have changed the title from Medieval to True Fantasy, as feedback dicta...
My hand seeks the comfort of your thigh, so strong and solid as the rumble of the engine fills my senses. You smile, but your eyes show concern as you tuck me beneath your chin, your warm breath filtering through my hair. "We don't have to go, you know. I don't want to put you through this..." "I know," I whisper, my voice a trembling hush against your thr...
This story is actually a continuation of "My Wife at the Strip Club," that I wrote a couple of years ago. It may help to read it before reading this story, but not necessary. I apologize for the two year gap between writings, but I had a hard drive crash and thought that I had lost this story amongst many other files. I recently discovered a missing back up...