Marianne lounged comfortably on the couch, a half-full glass of wine in her hand. A more conventional man might have called her luxuriant frame "zaftig," but even in her early 40's she was a beauty and perfectly at ease in her body, moving with a languid grace. It was difficult for me to stop staring at her perfectly rounded, plump thighs, which her short, p...
I cannot remember when I first masturbated. I'm not sure anyone really can. All I can say is I have been masturbating all my life. I am now a horny 52 year old. So to my favourite masturbation scenario. When I began working full time, a friend of mine used to lend me porno videos, which I would rush home with at lunchtime and get my rocks off. It was about...
Author's Note: Hi, everyone! Well, here for your enjoyment is the first part of a brand new story about a young freelance journalist who is given the career opportunity of a lifetime by a popular women's magazine to live on a remote tropical island in the Pacific and write a monthly article about life on the island for its inhabitants. However, there is a...
Marjorie's Nudist Beach Copyright Oggbashan May 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ******************************************...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: There is no sex in this story. This is the narrative of my first experience at a nudist resort, which happened recently. Enjoy! ***** I drove home from work feeling disappointed. As the sun was rising, a light rain began to tap and dance on my windshield. I had planned on doing something outside today, something to get me out of the routine...
The Bull was thick set, not overly muscular, but solid all the same and stood naked apart from a navy blue cap that just covered his short black hair. He had a larger than average cock, which like the rest of him was bronzed from regular exposure to the Sun. He stared out to sea, then back around, lingering perhaps a moment longer than you might expect at th...
Hi I'm Gill and my boyfriend is Chris. Depilation, pubic shaving, bald beaver, shaven havens, bald pussy or bare cunt call it what you will came to me in 1988. This is my story. Chris is a nudist and he had been living with me for about three months, when we made love he often said how much he loved to see mature women who had no pubic hair and how much nic...
Cheryl smiled broadly at both Vicki and myself, and let out a long drawn-out sigh. "I never thought I would, or could, ever be attracted to another woman," she confessed, "but I have to admit that it was absolutely wonderful. Thank you both very much for sharing this experience with me. I really enjoyed this. I've always been bi curious, but I've never foun...
Chapter 02. The Naturist Meditation Retreat Preface Arriving at My First Naturist Meditation Retreat Sylvia Introduces the Retreat My First Naturist Meditation Signing Up for the Grounding Sessions Soraya and the Truth About Naturism and Nudity My First Naked Yoga Session The First Grounding Session The First Evening Meditation My Grounding Sessio...
It was our second visit to a naturist resort, Some friends had told us about La Chiappa in Corsica. So we drove down to Nice and caught the ferry to Corsica. The resort is on the southern tip of the Island we had two weeks to spend on the Island but when we arrived at the resort they only had a chalet free for a week. It looked quite good so we arranged t...