I am what in Sweden is called an "old lass" the daughter who had to stay home and take care of the old parents. Like so many others I ended up unmarried and had to find my outcome on my own. My eldest brother inherited the farm. I got a small cottage in the village, though. That summer of –53 I was in my late thirties, not old for being an old lass. I am no...
Author's note: This was my eighth trip to Europe. They say that the jet lag means less every time you fly the pond, but I don't think that's true. What I do think is that we learn to live with it, but that our bodies still feel it, every time. The focus is to be on one day, one day only. Here's the story of that day. * * * * * I woke up in a strange place...
He had brought his bathing suit to the resort, and the water, he estimated, should be plenty warm enough. He could skip the pre-swim shower, but he did not want to do that. He knew the water would feel good, the cool, bracing water on his skin, and he wanted to be in the little private room with the water bouncing off the walls and running down to his feet....
I'm John and this is my story, a story about me and my friends. It's about how I got closer to some, lost contact to others, and changed my relationships with most of them. I live in a small town. It's fairly quiet here, nothing big ever happens, but I like it. My apartment isn't too big either, but it has enough room for me and that is all that counts. I ha...
I needed a week away from the hustle and bustle of my New York investment banking job and had booked a weeklong trip to St. Martin, a beautiful island in the French West Indies. The stress at work had been piling on, but having just closed a merger deal I was feeling like some much needed rest and relaxation was in order. On a Saturday morning in March, I a...
Chapter 08 Swim team goes all the way Author's note -- This is a work of pure fiction. There is no connection to any real people or places. Any resemblance to real life people, events, or someone else's writings is coincidental. It is for entertainment only and is not to be reproduced without written consent. I think you will find this chapter a little m...
Traveling New Bi-Ways With Friends Ch. 02 After hugging each other for a moment, both D and Ken shifted positions so I could also sit on the chaise lounge. D said, "I think I'll shower, I'm all sweaty . . . and sticky." She stood up, looked at Ken and I, smiled, licked her lips, turned and walked towards the spa. "There is a shower in there," said Ken. " I...
When Julie returned to her room, Mike was still passed out on their bed and she knew that he would probably stay that way until mid day. Even though her husband was totally oblivious to what Julie had been doing with Alex for the past three hours, she was extremely nervous and anxious, fearful that somehow, Mike would find out. She immediately went to the ba...
Things have been going great. We often go to the beach, in a conservative swim suit you don't see most of her work (the hard cock tat between her tits are hard to hide with a swim suit) and in her bikini the wording above her nipples is clearly visible, both "Cum Slut" and "QoS" as well as "Nina the Slut" across her lower back. It was very obvious that she w...
Disclaimer: I began writing this story in late 2015. All are over 18 years of age. This story is completely fictional. None of the characters portrayed are real, also none of these sexual encounters ever happened in real life. All the names, places, or events living or dead are purely coincidental. ***** Part 2~ The Teams First Practice. Steven turned of...