Author's Note: This continues the journey of a man and a woman in their fifties trying to re-ignite the passion in their marriage after raising 3 kids. In previous stories, the experiences of a vacation to the Caribbean proved life-changing - and marriage saving. This is a story about sexual exploration through discovering the power of a woman's inner exh...
For those that commented so nicely on my previous Prequel about Chrissy Thank You. This is the beginning of the story I wrote first. It is quite a long tale and will be slow to edit and tidy but be patient it will come. I hope you will enjoy the story; some chapters are better than others but I hope you will like them all to a degree. As with my other st...
John was happy, the conference had ended half a day sooner than expected. He was able to catch an earlier flight home. He didn't call Amy. He wanted to surprise her. He thought he would slip into the house and let her find him. John opened the front door quietly. He slipped into the living room and sat on the couch. He noticed that the house was a little wa...
As the sun began to set outside the three of us dozed in Amanda and Michelle's cabana, sweaty and nude after fucking each other senseless following a day at Orient Beach. I couldn't believe my luck - my first day on vacation and I'd already ended up in an absolute dream scenario. As I came to, I sat up and lazily traced a circle around Michelle's tiny right...
We've driven by Rooster Rock, a popular nude beach lots of times in the Columbia River Gorge. I've always wanted to stop, just to look and to check it out. Just to satisfy my curiosity. I've read from various sources that gay men frequent a section of this beach. I determined not to let this bother me, and formulated responses to politely decline any offe...
Occasionally I would spend the weekend in London and I would head off to Hastings on the South Coast of Sussex where there was a nudist beach I had heard about. On my first visit I took the train from London, it was a Saturday morning and I took a small rucksack with me for essentials such as cash, G-string, towel, sandwiches, beer and a map etc, I wore a sk...
If you've read my last two accounts of my nude life, you'd know that at this point I've only been a nudist for a couple days. My whole life had been spent without knowing the joys of spending time nude, and feeling the freedom nude recreation can bring. Over the next few weeks Claire and I spent a lot of time nude together. We went to the beach, we hung out...
This picks up from previous story... Liz and I made our way back down the beach to Club Orient where we had left our things with new friends Helen and John. We had spent most of the afternoon with the folks who were our parent's age and even joined them for a nude walk the entire length of Orient Beach. Knocking on the door of their bungalow, we were invit...
We were taking one of our lazy vacations, no schedule, no destination, just drive until we find an interesting place. As we headed up the coast, we stopped often at places that caught our eye and by dark we were looking for a place to spend the night. We ended up at a typical sleepy beach town and after securing lodging for the night went out to eat. No fine...
(Overheard, young woman on a cell phone at Haulover Beach:) "Hey Sweetie, it's me. Can you talk? OK, good. You'll never guess where I am! "Good guesses, but I'm at the beach! Well, I told you you should have flown down here to meet me for the weekend. Here it is Saturday in the middle of my two-week training workshop, we're off today and tomorrow, and so h...