3. The Hotel: I'm Melanie. I'm a 30 year old, married slut who cheats on her husband almost daily, if not even more often than that, because he can't come close to satisfying me and I can't possibly get enough cock anyway. This is another entry in my memoirs. At the time I'm writing this, I've got about eight to ten guys who I count as "boyfriends" -- guy...
We stand next to each other in the hallway of the apartment I found on AirBnB. Water dripping from our clothes. Your hair a wet tangled mess. Drops of water dripping down your face. I can see your nipples, hardened from the cold, poke through wet layers of clothing. I want too warm them, caress them, bite them. We have talked about such acts over the phone a...
Chapter 15 – Graduation party gets sexy Sandy was more relaxed the day of the party than she'd been doing all the prep work leading up the big day. She explained it was like directing a play, because on the big day when you opened all you had to do was sit back and watch it all unfold and pray it went well. There were so many things going on simultaneously,...
Rachael was your mostly typical college student. She gave classes a modest effort, pulled mostly B's, and had many friends and activities to fill her free time. The aspects in which she was atypical were her stunning beauty as a petite blonde with pert and perfectly sized breasts and her penchant for sexual domination. Ever since her formative years when she...
A week or so after my photo shoot with Vivienne, I got a message from her on my answering machine. (In the late Nineties, cell phones were just getting affordable, and no one had cut the cord to their answering machine yet.) She said the prints were ready, reminded me of the address for the print shop, and told me they'd cost $45. I decided to pick them up t...
Cat was showering with Des and Ken so I put the kettle on to make us all a morning mug of tea. They all sat down, looking forward to a day of unwinding from the stress of business activity, in holiday mode at last. Unlike me, Des enjoyed letting his concentration wander when on holiday. I vowed not to spoil that for him today by trying to discuss any money m...
I awoke Sunday morning quite late, as we had spent the longest and certainly the most eventful Saturday I could remember since Des and I was married some seven years earlier. A few of the parallels were quite extraordinary as the matter of fact. I was a little sore from frequent lovemaking, I was happier than ever before, but there were some subtle differenc...
"Stupid frigging sheep," Scott stammered to himself as a limb slapped off the flank of a darting sheep and caught in right in the nose. If the sting to such a tender part of the face was not bad enough, the felling of liquid on his upper lip indicating it had given him a bloody nose was worse. Instinctively he wiped it with his hand and then started after th...
Chapter 6 2013 continued Abby spent hours and hours over the next week with her mother learning about the polyamorous sexual experience her parents had enjoyed with Connie. One result was that Jean and Don reached out to her yet again in a long letter, despite the apparent isolation from them that Connie had self-imposed. Part of what seemed to break the i...
My long-time hair stylist, Kami, remembered me telling her how badly I wanted to take a vacation so I wasn't surprised when she handed me a vacation oriented newsletter. What surprised me was that is was all about nudist vacations. She'd tried to convince me many times before that I'd enjoy a nudist vacation like she and her husband did, but I obviously had...