"Just push it" my mind told me. "This could be amazing!" My finger hovered over the button of Kaye's apartment. Why couldn't I push it? As I tried to answer that question, my mind did one of those sequences where an unbelievable amount of prior events flash by in an instant. Probably similar to what they say happens as you die, your life flashes before you...
"Nothing sexier than a lawyer in a suit, with her hair up, right after she's won a case!" It was just something Rayma had overheard in a bar once. Now, as she strutted home from a great interview past the municipal swimming pool, she wondered. Nothing? Not even a lawyer in a bikini, shaven clean down below like she used to be? She was still feeling beauti...
"Great, just freaking great!" Michael Kent said to himself as he finally gave up trying to get his old 88 Escort to turn over. "This is the perfect end to a perfect night!" A frown on his face, the eighteen year old locked up the car and set out on foot. It could be worse, he told himself. It could be raining and he could be much more than a half mile from...
It was the middle of the afternoon and Jacob was pissed. The unrelenting sun beat down on his head and the moisture laden air made every breath a displeasing chore. His muscled torso was covered with beads of sweat that glistened on his dark skin and the hair on his chest and belly lay plastered against him. It was a typical summer day in the small town of R...
My mother rewarded me for doing well in my first year at university by organizing a holiday to stay with her sister. My mother was 40 and her sister a few years younger and living in some sort of hippie community up the coast with plenty of surfing and swimming and sun. My aunt and uncle picked me up from the train and we drove to their house. We drove off t...
Susan's parents were frequent visitors following the anniversary party and her mother, Tracy seemed to enjoy stripping off at the side of the pool while I was already swimming. She usually managed to engage me in conversation which meant I usually watched her undressing as she spoke. The third time it happened I realised it was no accident! Later the same da...
There she was, standing by the roadside in the headlights of my battered old truck. Right away I noticed that she was stark naked. Not a stitch of clothes on; in her birthday suit. She wasn't actually hitchhiking, just posed with arms crossed under her bare breasts. And nice breasts they were, with large dark areolae that I've always found so erotic. And th...
Way up North End of an Era Ch5 Camping and Bondage Stories Just stuff to ponder. There wasn't really a lot of bondage during our two weeks at the resort. No real torture but a lot of kinky sex. Looking back, we made a couple of old people happy and a couple of people who are old now have memories to relive the good ole days. We'd met a couple who enjo...
I figured the easiest and cheapest way to try social/public nudism would be a nude beach. I was on holiday by myself on sort of a break from work and everything and thought as part of my time I would try something I had wanted to try for ages but never had the chance. I would check and find out if there were any nudist beaches nearby where I was staying in...
This story follows on from the events recounted in my "Spoils of Victory" trilogy, but this one stands on its own, so you don't need to have read the trilogy for it to make sense. Of course, if you haven't . . .? She phoned me Sunday evening, just after I'd got back from my weekend away. I'd thrown my soiled clothes in the wash basket, grabbed a beer from t...