Joe, 24, and his wife Carol, 38, were heading to a Scottish fair. Carol’s daughters asked if they could come along to which Joe replied, “sure, as long as you dress the part.” Joe was wearing a plaid Scottish kilt in blue and green, with a white top. His long hair was pulled into a low ponytail. Carol was similarly dressed, but in a skirt. The girls, Kelly 1...
Chapter One - Introduction Author's Note: This is a story of a female dominant/male submissive relationship between mature people. This is fiction. If you enjoy such stories read on and please comment, if not choose another story more to your tastes. It started innocently enough. No. That is not true. There is nothing 'innocent' when a man married over 40...
After Christen's trial run at the motel pool where she'd stripped naked in front of several people, she declared her readiness to move on to bigger things. The experience had left her excited and sopping wet and the sex at home had been incredible afterwards. Now it was time to live out our fantasy at the recreation center. Appearing naked at the recreatio...
CHAPTER 1(REBOOT) /**** ---DISCLAIMER--- The characters described in the story as entirely fictional and refer to no person living or dead. Any reference found is complely coincidential. ****/ /**** ---ABOUT THE AUTHOR--- This is the work of an amateur author. Grammer and Proofreading are my enemies. I have no actually sexual experience, so if you fin...
MUSEUM TIT PICTURES 1975 or 1976, Mid 30's for me. I remember this because I now drove our new 1975 red Ford pickup and still pulled the Travel Master RV. I'm guessing two or three years had passed since we saw old Alice in the Dunes of Michigan. Yes, there will be more stories about our adventures with Flower child Hippy Alice. We were now at Wisconsin...
CLYDE smelled fishy. What's a membership RV Park and Why? Plus other useless crap you don't want to know. It was now 1990. I was 51 and Dollie 49. Still full of piss and vinegar. We were making plans for retiring in 1994 but still taking as many weekend camping trips as possible. Got advertisements to camp free at a new membership grand opening at the...
She woke up in deepest night bathed in sweat, looked over at the man sleeping next to her and wondered who he was, then it all came back in a rush... She was in a small adobe lodge next to the old mission, the Alamo, and that 'rich' smelling man was Davey Crockett – but...something was wrong. Something had changed. She ran her hands over her thighs and bell...
Bear with me, this is my first story and they are kind of long. Hope you enjoy! ***** A lazy August afternoon, I arose from a relaxing bath, and proceeded to the bedroom. My favorite nighty caressed my naked body as it fell a few inches above my knees. All alone, I returned to the family room, browsing through the channels, searching for any interesting mo...
I Thursday Sergeant Jim Sutter sat on his idling Harley Davidson, reading his notes on the route the motorcade would take back to the city, and once again he unconsciously wiped away sweat that kept running from inside his helmet down his face. He looked at the bike's instrument cluster, checked the engine's temperature once again, then looked the ambient...
Author's Note: Hey, ya'll! Sorry for the gap between chapters, yet again. I guess I could've made this into two shorter chapters, but I ended up just doing one long one. Also! There's a little sexy time in this one, so yay. Thanks for reading! ***** Two days after the hot phone snuggling session Brody and Michelle had, Brody was at home watching "Firefly...