Hello, dear reader. In case you haven't read my other stories, I'm Alicia. I'm eighteen years old and my best friend is Shelly, a very pretty girl who is eighteen and a half. Shelly walked me home from school one day as she usually does and we talked about our plans for when we graduate from high school. Shelly is getting married to Collin in September. I pl...
It was only spring but it had been a very hot and humid day. What I really wanted to do after getting home from work was to go for a swim. But it was spring. The council rules said that the local swimming pool opened for the summer season. A heat wave during spring didn't count. Rules are rules. And bureaucrats are idiots, but the pool stayed closed. I was...
Author's note: this is the conclusion to the previously posted story, The Nude Pioneer Ch. 03a. These are the continuing adventures of Julie Johnson, an eighteen-year-old woman living in a near-future world in which public nudity has been legalized, but the culture is unchanged from our own. * Sarah stared at me in the empty aerobics classroom. She knew wh...
A torrent was falling straight down in lazy sheets. It was the heart of rainy season, and Mother Nature showed truth in advertising. I would have just stopped right there on the trail to wait it out had it not been for the fact that it would have resulted in being stuck on an unmapped "road" -to use that term loosely- after sundown. Driving in the dark throu...
I do not condone the use of sexual violence against anyone. This story is NOT about that. What I am hoping for here is to conflate a national psyche with that of the individual to produce a psychological study of the motivations of a submissive woman. I am submissive myself, and so have drawn heavily upon my reflections about my reasons for embracing the lif...
Readers, This is a completely fictional story told in the first person. Lots of firsts for the main characters. ***** Summer 1979. I'm ready to begin my sophomore year at the university here in Central California. I was a psychology major and I had navigated my way around my freshman year in a new city and my own small apartment just a few blocks away...
"Again darling," moaned Ji Su. "But harder and deeper this time," she twisted her neck back at me and told me urgently. "Fuck me sweetie you've worn me out already. Twice this morning, once after lunch then now and it's not bedtime yet," I panted, slamming as best I could at her delicious upturned rump. My hands gripped her hips, her back already running w...
Ros's story Why I was called Rosamund, I'll never know! Perhaps something to do with my mother's passion for horses, or my father's fondness for Schubert! Nothing to do with roses - I could never be compared to a rose! I was brought up during the second world war and was regarded as something of a tomboy. I was into athletics and keep fit, and all that sor...
Over the months that followed our week at the resort and our adventure with Jason and Audrey, Jennifer continued to introduce me to her two favourite pastimes, nudism and swinging. We had 'played' with several other couples and even attended a few group activities. We had also attended a lot of naturist activities from hiking with groups to cocktail parties...
This story is the sixth in a series. I recommend reading the prior "New Family Rules" stories in order because this story is a continuation of those. I hope that you find my characters as interesting as I do. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental. Whether you like the story or loathe it, comments are welcome. All characters...