Please enjoy! I'll take comments, thoughts, and improvements for the next story. This is meant to quick to show the impulses we all have. What if we acted on them? * She woke with the dull thudding between her thighs. Goddamn it. She hated this. She loved this. A glance at the clock. 9:30 am. Sunday. Fine. She would have to address this thing one day f...
One night, Anita and Amit were sitting in the living room and relaxing after dinner. Anita was wearing just a panty and a long night shirt without a bra whereas Amit was in his boxer shorts and bare chested. ‘Hey Amit,’ She said, reading the local paper. ‘Listen to this. They are looking for people to join a massage class. They teach the “art of sensual mas...
Dollie Tells her Boob Story Dollie's version of her story as she remembers it. I am not much of a writer. I don't even like getting on this computer. My memory slips so with Denny's help I want to add my own stories about my boobs and maybe other things. It probably takes me ten times longer to write than others and I need reminded of some details. At f...
It was an extraordinarily beautiful summer day, blue skies with fluffy white clouds dotting the horizon. Gregg looked up, feeling the warmth of the sun on his face and thought: It's going to be a great weekend. "Let's go, baby!" Gregg yelled to April. He was more than impatient to get started on their camping trip. He had planned it with care and considera...
Max stopped and tightened his grip on Janet's hand. "How about we stop here?" he asked, waving his free hand to indicate the sunlight-dappled spot of the forest and the small, crystal-clear stream that bubbled by a few feet away. Janet shrugged, dropping her backpack to the ground. "Sure." Max smiled and dropped his own pack. He sat on the ground, gently p...
Nearly 30 years ago I attended college in an idyllic central California town not far from the beach. Despite having graduated so long ago, my wife Anne and I know many people who still live in the area. Every year we take a long weekend to visit our old friends. This year we left our home in Northern California on a Friday for the 3 1/2 hour drive to the h...
Just before college started, I spent a few days in Vancouver with my high school friend Josh. He was starting school in the fall as well, in Seattle, and he had already moved into an apartment with his girlfriend. I flew to Seattle, hung out with both and them, and then Josh and I headed up north. We had a great time hitting the bars, hiking, and river rafti...
New Day Days from the nearest road, in the dark green forest, on the shore of a small clear lake the three awoke in their tent early in the morning. She was sprawled between the two men, hands and feet cast across them. As she slowly awoke both men dared not stir, pretending to sleep so as to not lose her early favor. Her waking hands simultaneously flutt...
For the week following my first photo shoot I could not keep my mind on any topic, whatever I did that week my thoughts would flashback to the camera lens caressing the intimate areas of my body. These flashbacks became so vivid that I had to carry clean panties in my purse so I could change them when they became soaked thru. I found myself stopping at ev...
This never would have happened if my upstairs neighbors hadn't practically dared me to drink the beer in the blue cup. See, I was bored to death, and the guys upstairs were having a party—well, it was just them, but they were rowdy and laughing, and like I said, I was completely bored. I had been about to take a shower when their music started, so I was nud...