It was beginning to get late and Ed knew that the DJ would be done within the hour. He told Lisa and I to go dance for a song or two and then come back to the table. So out on the dance floor we were. My shirt was hanging open my tits totally exposed and my skirt was slit on both sides almost to my waist. It was also cut so short in the front it barely cover...
Chapter 8- Tara Ends The long Road Edited by angel love Why could I not move on? I loved both Sir David and Karen and they both loved me. One could not ask for a better soul mate than Karen or a better Master than Sir David. They had already assured me that if Sir David became my master that he would treat Karen and I as equals. Karen had assured me that s...
Tocka is something that none of my American friends will understand. It's the deepest, most painful emotion that one can experience. It's a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, and a vague restlessness. I was tossing and turning in bed with the blanket already thrown across the room. The sticky warm blend of sweat and stale air was all...
Sleeping was usually the least of Matthew Malton's problems but perhaps being away from home, a long way from home and in the big city had its effect. Maybe it was the lack of air, perhaps it was a strange bed in the hotel: it certainly was not the drink: he had not been drinking. Matt gave up lying still and thrust the covers off his body and sat on the edg...
I have always had a thing for being naked in public since I was a young girl and I'd sneak around the house naked when my family were out. I often travel for work and try to discover fun and new places to indulge in my hobby of masturbating in public when I do. Sometimes deserted hotel stairwells, sometimes quiet streets at night, I have just one rule for...
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...
Cindy suffered from torrid dreams ever since her break up with Brad. She'd awaken suddenly in the middle of the night, sweat soaked, with vivid lust movies still rolling through her imagination. Normally, she'd masturbate until the fire was out, then drift back off till morning. On this particular August night however, the masturbation just wasn't working. S...
This is a gentle tale about self discovery and development. There are no rip roaring sex scenes, just lots of nudity and romance. It's my entry into the Nude Day competition, so if you like it please vote for it. Comments and feedback appreciated x * My name is Dave and I'm a naturist. I was a shy and introverted teenager. By the time I was eighteen th...
Prudish Wife was the Blow Job Queen in High School Fortunately for others but unfortunately for me, my wife was a virgin when I married her and has never been with any other man but me. She is very modest and would never agree to participate in flashing her body had I not arranged opportunities for my friends to secretly see her in all manner of undress. Su...
Over the years I had established a "route", prime locations that offered me the opportunity to feast my eyes on naked female flesh without their knowledge. I had sort of stumbled across them by chance during my evening wanderings seeking stimulation to jerk-off to. My favorite location was the girls' dormitory at the local university. Being of old wartime...