QUID PRO QUO Barbara was talking on her cellphone as I entered her office. She pointed at the floor so I got down on my knees to wait. After wrapping up the call Barbara told her receptionist Jan over the intercom that she didn't want to be disturbed for awhile, then walked to a cabinet in the rear of her office. I was fearful that she would pull out the ga...
If clothes make the man, then what am I when I am naked? What statement can be made with nothing but a body? Nudity is still a bit of an enigma in America, mostly in the way we respond when others are naked. When there is no "power tie", or "little black dress" or other uniforms of our society, our reactions can range from embarrassment to arousal, fear to t...
This story is the twentieth in a series. I am grateful that a few readers seem to enjoy the nude lawyers. While this story can, hopefully, be read enjoyably by itself, the earlier installments provide context and character background. My characters and their names are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to any real person is unintended and coincidental. Oh,...
Sameera was so happy that just a month after her marriage to her sweetheart Rehan, they had got an opportunity to go to France. It was too good to be true. Rehan’s company had decided to send him to their Paris office for one year’s training. Rehan’s sister Simran was doing her graduation from U.K. and this would give them a chance to be together. Not only t...
I'd slept fitfully after Gloria's surprising – I guess that shocking would more accurately describe it – pronouncements the night before. To say that my feelings were ambiguous would be an understatement. Desire and arousal on one hand fought with abject fear on another. Excitement at the thought of at last realizing my innermost desires coupled with the re...
The hinges exploded off the door, as the old man launched from the rear of the decrepit house. I hadn't been laid in a week. This arthritic bastard, wielding his cane like a broadsword, wasn't gonna make my quest for copulation any easier. "Get the hell off my property, you son of a bitch!" the decaying geezer shrieked. Gazing between my legs, I was still...
REBECCA The young bride stood naked, handcuffed, and trembling in the bridal suite of the large hotel. She was about to play a game: Andrew Compton's game. Compton sat watching her closely, a thin smile on his face, a cigarette smoldering between his fingertips. He could sense her fear and fed on it like a predator gaining strength from the scent of fear in...
This is an Nude Day contest story. Please vote, make a comment and add me and/or this story to your favorite list. Paul's plastic, perfect, personal, penis pump is a hit for men at Wal-Mart on Nude Day. * "Hey, Joe. What do you say? Do you want to do something wild and crazy?" Paul moved his body around, as if impersonating Steve Martin's wild and crazy...
The drama and the characters are purely fictional. :-: Part One :-: This contract is hereby to exact the truth about the 25 bets that were made to a Marlene Stocker who won them fair and square from a Camille Brooks. These bets are to be collected as 20 simple orders and 5 compound orders given one a day each and every day regardless of time and/or place...
The scent of my sex drifted into my nostrils and I quickly excused myself to freshen up. I ran to the shower and quickly removed all the traces of my juices, still unable to comprehend the embarrassing way that Peter had discovered me. On my first modelling assignment too. The way I had exposed myself to the old man's camera. Mmmm. My sexual excitement was u...