"Next pose," the photographer said. I laid down on the lounge chair by the pool with my legs folded over each other and leaning forward, dropping my heavy hangers down for him to take a few pictures of me. Then I switched again following the routine of the three other women that had come before me. Eventually, I got into the pool and came out slowly. Eac...
Amanda rolled part way on top of her husband Greg, one breast partly hanging out of the top of her nightie. She kissed his neck, moved her lips to his ear. "Deb said that she is a grass widow," she murmured. Greg knew full well that Amanda was talking about the new neighbor, a tall elegant woman who he had seen a few times fussing around in her yard. But h...
The continuing adventures of some of Valerie's many flashing experiences in public At this time we had been married about 10 years and hundreds of men had seen Valerie nude or close to it. But she has not let anyone touch her but me. This came to an end one night while we were camping. Val had worn a white one piece to the pool that day; of course she had c...
My friends John and Libby invited me to opening night of a play. They lived in a small, historic town about 25 miles from me, called Cadiz. Their little town has revived itself as an artists' enclave, featuring artists of all media, musicians, thespians even buskers. There was always some event in their town. This was a rare summer theatrical opening. It w...
Eric Pollard had been on a real downer after his wife Valerie had left him, taking the contents of their joint account with her. He was ignoring his Bed and Breakfast business and drinking far to much scotch. His eighteen year old foster daughter Amy Wyatt was in despair as to what to do to shake him out of his despondency She had been fostered to the Poll...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
This chapter contains lesbian sex, hypnosis, moral quandaries, and a bit of gay sex. Now, I'm guessing not all my regular readers are here for the latter, so if it's not your cuppa, just skip to the next scene break when it rolls around. Snatch kicked a stone, muttering an old tavern tune under his breath. As a rule, the thief generally hated singing, danci...
A few weeks had passed since my amazing birthday weekend and to be honest I was hungry for a repeat and knew my wife's birthday was coming up. So I needed to hatch a plan as cunning and as horny as my wife's to make sure I could fully repay her horny act of love towards me. Now we were both at ease with all sorts of sexy debauchery with respect from others I...
The medical doctor opens up the door to one of his hospital rooms located in the very back and see's a female patient sitting on the table waiting for him ready for her checkup. The doctor then quickly locks the door and then smiles at her because this is his favorite and hottest patient. The woman returns his smile because he is her favorite doctor. The...
The phone woke up Charlene. Sunlight was streaming in the windows and the clock radio said 9:23. She felt sleepy but not hung over. She was naked, all wrapped up in tangled sheets, with a crusty film on her long, tanned legs, between her legs, and on her generous tits. Her pussy tingled. She had to pee. She didn't know where she was. The phone rang again....