Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as described in this story. Any similarities between any character in this story and any real person are coincidental and unintended. I encourage comments...
It's summer of COVID-19 and I just turned eighteen. My mother remarried last September and I moved out on my own. I left home just as COVID began and jobs were hard to come by. Lots of girls like me had no money to buy food or pay the rent. Things didn't turn out all that bad for me though. I found a nice little apartment and mornings I worked at the restaur...
This story is part of a series. Chapters 1 through 10 will provide context. Hopefully, however, this story may also be enjoyed as a stand-alone work. ***** After my somewhat off-hand marriage proposal to Sara, Walter and Janice wanted us all to tour the resort, nude of course. Pascal and Rolf had finally been joined by their girlfriends. While neither lady...
Ok, the story goes like this. The old man cut out when I was six. Mom raised me until I was 14 and then she cut out with some ass hole from Hollywood. Mom and Hollywood died in a car accident, leaving me with a little insurance money. With no real choice, I became a work-study guy. I got a very minor job with one of the companies out in the big industrial p...
( Credits to PossQinsa from www.writing.com for the original story and posted with it's permission) (All pictures and images used in this story belong to deviantart user https://www.deviantart.com/puredigital101/) ( All characters depicted naked in this story are 18 or older) Everyone has always fantasized and dreamed about girls in enf scenarios, since the...
This is the second installment in a series entitled "Not an Accident". Be sure to read the first installment first. The day after our little interaction on my patio took place I couldn't wait for my afternoon swim. I resisted the temptation to jerk off thinking about it that morning. I was in the pool for about half an hour before Karen made her way down....
The early morning sun breaks through the parted pink drapes of your bedroom and casts warm rays of light across your toned belly. You yawn, stretch, and smile at the warmth of the day. It's going to be a good one. You clamber out of bed and peek at yourself in the mirror. Your fashionable lopsided blond bob is fashionably lopsided and mussed up from the pill...
It was a vacation from hell! Two of us guys at a tiny, empty and overly prudish British hotel in the Caribbean, having a boring week with no other hotels for miles. It was our last day and an unrelenting sun was making it brutally hot as we trudged back from a long hike on the beach expecting a boring end to a boring vacation. On the way my friend sees a gir...
To better understand this story and my exhibitionist needs, please read Nude in St. Barths first. A couple of months had passed since my trip to St. Barths with Peter, and I was feeling the need to get nude in front of people again. There, I'd been Nude Girl, barely wearing any clothes for the week. I'd been nude at the beach, nude in town and nude at a bar...