It is the last day of our vacation in Paris. "What shall we do?" I ask my wife and daughter. "Let's go to the Louvre one last time," my wife says. She loves the Italian Renaissance, especially Da Vinci. "Oh no!" my daughter whines. "Not that old Mona Lisa again!" We had been in Paris for most of August. That had meant a trip to the Louvre every week! "I...
John couldn't believe his eyes. There she was, his beloved Ashley, on-screen, being fucked by a group of black men, only a few rooms away from where he is. This resort is well equipped to fulfill all carnal desires indeed. The TV has been programmed to receive feed from any room or suite as long as the occupants gave their consent by pressing the "Consent" b...
After she wakes from her slumber, she gets out of her bed and walks to the sink. She feels refreshed after her rest from the evening. She turns the cold water on and sloshes it onto her face. The water feels invigorating on her skin. She walks to her bathroom which is down the hall from her bedroom. Inside the bathroom, she undresses and takes out a towel w...
1997 Itaewon, Seoul, Korea “Gaston!” Marie pleaded, “It will take only a moment then I can eat!” “Non!” Declared the muscular Cajun over the singing and music. “Eat it plain.” “Come on....” She pleaded. “Don’t use dem puns wit me!” He roared drawing curious glances from the other people in the private karaoke room. Marie sensed that she was getting now...
Once upon a time there was a Genuinely Naughty, Tenderly Sneaky, Intensely Persistent, Totally Non-Creepy Stalker. His name was Dill. Or Tom. Depending on who was asking. One day, while he was on HotOrWhat? trolling for pretty women to stalk, he came across a picture of Princess Ginger. Then he came again. And then he clicked Yes, to indicate that he would...
All characters are at least 18 years of age * >Chapter 2 -- OMG -- SO FUCKING HUGE!!! OR -- Never Thought Teaching Could Be Like This After the first two weeks of school there was a teacher in service day, so Meagan scheduled a special tutoring day starting at 9:00am that day to tutor 3 of her best new black students from her Senior Math Class -- Marcus,...
This story is protected by copyright, by Peter, the author, and cannot be reposted or used for any purpose without his prior consent. Soon they walked in. I was sitting on the bed with my back more or less to the door. "Stand up silly" Lisa directed. I did, but still was turned away from them. "Turn around and face us, stop being so shy" she giggled....
When the model arrived at my home studio, I was momentarily stunned. I remembered him as handsome -- but somehow in a group modeling, I had maintained the 'model-artist' unwritten protocol -- and just ignored that fact. Because there IS a protocol: "Models aren't sex-objects or male or female. They are human bodies -- a mix of light and dark areas, muscle a...
A trip to the pictures. "We start for home tomorrow so tonight is our last night. Shall we go to the pictures?" suggested my husband. The pictures, the cinema, the flicks! That just shows how long we go back. We literally walked into nudism about three years ago. We were camping in Brittany on the coast. We'd spent a few days on the beach. The sun was shi...
Anya looked up from the shoulder of the handsome, young-looking man who, when he wasn't a 12 foot giant, was of average height, and saw a great many familiar men watching her being carried away from them. Her eyes met and held Yakov's and her gut twisted painfully up inside. Meeting his gaze was immeasurably difficult. She couldn't even try to catch a glimps...