Their section of the beach was usually deserted when they walked down from the cottage. Nothing was different this morning. To the east all you could see was sand and surf. To the west a few people were just shapes on the horizon. The neighbours weren't down to their cabana yet. Dress was casual here on the island and sometimes non-existent or at best very s...
You are a 23 year old man. Your name is Eli. You work as an accountant downtown and you somehow managed to pick up a mortgage for a nice family home in the suburbs. You had only caught some glimpses of your neighbours while moving a couple of boxes. You hadn't been a relationship since you broke up with your high school sweetheart two years ago. It was a sun...
DISCLAIMER: No, this story is not real. Hell, it might not even sound realistic. The people are real (although the names have been changed), but that's about it. I'm not big on build-up or character development, so if that's what you're looking for, prepare to be disappointed. I hope you enjoy it, but if you don't I probably won't lose any sleep over it......
One of the fun things while living in the city is that you get to spy on your neighbours without necessarily going out of your way and be called a freak in the process. I live in an area where most immigrants establish themselves, which means I get to see people from all walks of life. Take the building in front of my balcony: three families, all from the s...
There I stood; just outside of my new home, admiring it and feeling oh so good about myself in actually having a home to myself. For all of my life; I've lived with my parents, except for when I was in college for two years. I had always waited for the day that I would have a home to call my own and here it is, and in a lovely neighbourhood too. Ever since...
A year after my divorce became final I threw a little barbecue party for friends and neighbours as a sort of private celebration. Friends I invited because they truly were friends who'd stuck with me through some difficult times. Neighbours, because my friends could get a bit noisy sometimes, especially when someone else is laying out a couple of kegs. Most...
"Lexy, come here," Miss calls, she sounds cheerful. I get up from the hall, where I have been kneeling naked for the past 2 hours. Despite the sunshine outside, there is a chill in this small room. I struggle to my feet and skip into the living room, hoping that Miss is as playful as her call to me suggests. "Sit on the floor Lexy, by the sofa, facing the t...
It is a national custom in Finland to travel by boat either to Stockholm or Tallinn. Actually the destination does not matter too much as long as you have an opportunity to have fun and relax. There are big ferries full of entertainment on the routes and the cruises are relatively cheap. It was a must to me to check out this phenomenon during my stay in Finl...
This is a quickie story and not as long as I usually write. It's also like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. It's sort of like those old time radio shows where you have to use a lot of imaginatio...
By Kristina Katyn and Peter Martin I wrote this story together with my friend Peter Martin (Peter242), who is well-known for his spanking stories. This story is based partly at least on some of my own experiences in real life. We hope you enjoy it. ***** Kristina felt her normal sense of foreboding as she walked up the pathway to Heather's house. It was...