My awareness of a pleasant warm-wetness of the gusset of my ooh-la-la organic thong is surpassed by a sensation of the nerves contracting in my groin ... his finger is touching me oh so wonderfully. It started in the slack-time before Christmas with a Facebook recommendation to join the No-Pants Subway Ride! group. It sounded intriguing. I am not an exhibit...
Hope's Peak Academy. For most people, coming here is the best thing that can ever happen to them. Graduating guarantees success for the rest of your life. Any student immediately becomes one of the next big celebrities known the world over that is talked about online across the world. Very few people ever get a chance to come to this school, those who do are...
I just found out something about my wife I never would have dreamed possible. Until last week. My wife and I are in our mid-50s. We met in law school, and were married in the late 80s, soon after we graduated. We have had a wonderful marriage; we have two girls in high school, both headed for college soon. I am a successful corporate attorney; "Mary" is a...
Peter is a pervert who loves his artwork of painting nude women. Only, one day, after suffering a heart attack and confronting the reality of his imminent demise, during his road to recovery in intensive care in the hospital, he had the downtime to assess his life. That was when he grew a conscience. Coincidentally, with the beta blocker and other medicatio...
MONDAY MORNING I reached over and shut off my alarm but I'd been awake for awhile anyway. I'd had a restless night and after waking in the early morning hours I was too full of nervous energy to go back to sleep. Time's relentless march had inevitably led to Monday morning and the start of my new career as a nude mailgirl for DumpsterDawg Enterprises. I...
Dylan Goldberg wasn't what most people expected from her looks and origins. Long, naturally blonde hair, green eyes, buxom and curvaceous body, and born and raised in California. Despite all this seeming to make her the stereotypical valley girl, Dylan was actually self-conscious, insecure, socially awkward, and something of a shy nerd. She'd come to Italy's...
I'm just playing around and I'm not sure if any of you will like this story. It's a play within a play within a story. Maybe too convoluted? * * * * * I'm a fashion photographer. No, my name isn't Andre or Carlo or Stefan or Antonio or some other artsy European name. It probably would have helped in this business if it was, but my name does have a ring tha...
"Okay, quiet down, quiet down, please. Everyone take your seat. This month's meeting of the Least Appreciated Sexual Holidays will come to order," said Stan, the Sexual Calendar Coordinator, banging his gavel to bring order to the meeting before having the secretary read the list of objectives. "For the benefit of those who haven't participated in our monthl...
Hi again guys, this story starts from where the last story "Shy Indian wife 3" ends. Now you know that after so much trust and effort of Angela and so much anticipation from my side, my shy wife Jyoti chickened out from the competition. She got stage fright and when she saw camera, she got scared that it can be seen by the world and our known friends and fam...
[Author's Note: Those looking for graphic sex will probably find this story pretty tame. But if you're interested in the exhibitionist fantasy of being forced to live your life in the nude I think you'll like this tale.] Chapter 1 A cool spring breeze blew over the congregation of people surrounding the open grave. It was an elaborate funeral and the grave...