In Canada, specifically the province of Ontario, high school sucked worse than anywhere else did on the continent. There's a reason for this. We had to go to school for five years. They had this thing where in order to go to university you had to have six OAC's (Ontario Academic Credits). The OAC year was the fifth year. And EVERYONE was expected to try to g...
Heat ripples and rises from the ground in shimmering sheets of haze. The air is stifling in its stillness, the sky a washed out expanse of pale blue that looks as hard and dry as the land I stand on. I am standing on the side of my new dam. Or at least it will be if it ever rains again. The work is nearly finished and the dam will be the largest and deepest...
[This story is about an over-the-top erotic nudist party using various characters from my previous stories. This party takes place about 20 years after the college stories, so adjust your vision of these characters. All the characters are over 18 years old.] * It was nearing the end of a very adventurous summer. Keiko, my lovely Asian wife [See story: Mee...
Randy was naturally curious of the outcome of Brittany & Chloe's date. Allowing Chloe to rest a day, he arranged to meet her for lunch at a favorite cafe, the next day. After ordering & receiving their meal, in response to Randy's questioning, Chloe described in graphic detail all that transpired. As Chloe's recounting was positive & enthusiastic causing som...
The window blinds were still open, but someone had closed the door. I opened it and stepped outside. I was nude, outdoors, and in public for the first time. Eric walked out beside me, held my hand, and we walked to the gallery together. A couple turning from the parking lot to the courtyard saw us, and across the side street in the art supply parking lot, an...
It was Friday night and my wife had just left on a weekend business trip. I helped her pack all of her bags, she always packs too many suitcases, and waved goodbye from our front door as she drove away. I love when she takes these frequent trips because it provides me plenty of time to indulge my darkest passions and desires, desires that can only be fulfill...
In the Beginning Ch 03 On to Phoenix I rode. I took the same route that Sweetness and I took down to Las Cruces. Instead of taking I-25 up to Hatch, I decided to take SH-185 that runs parallel to I-25 then SH-187 up to Caballo. Riding over to Santa Clara on SH-152 catching US-180 to SH-211 to detour through Gila then back out to US-180 and past Buckhorn and...
Crawling was never a particularly elegant mode of movement. Eleanor had practiced long and hard in readiness for this moment, arranged mirrors to afford her a side and back view as she carefully rehearsed, but still the degree of ease or control that would have satisfied her ever searching sense of worth remained beyond reach. The curtain at the far end of t...
For as long as Peter could remember, he'd liked wearing women's underwear. Now in his mid 20s, he wore his own panties every day. He got them in UK size 8 or 10, and always made in Lycra so that they gripped his groin, bottom and testicles nice and hard. Usually black but sometimes white. Over the past year he'd been exploring other items of feminine underwe...
Denise was not having a wonderful day. Elbow-deep in guts would be fine. Sitting through a lecture on the endocrine system would be great. But no. This would not be one of the days of her internship where she learned something. It would be one of those days where she was taught a 'life lesson'. She slept eight hours a night, drank in moderation, and boned mo...