Part III Several days passed, there had been another meeting of the photography club and, also, a weekend at a bird reserve with her camera and binoculars. Sal had even swum in the sea from the adjoining beach. It had been very much a family beach, but she had wondered what she would have thought had it been one of those naturist beaches. Had she not been w...
For a small town in Maine, the sighting of a unicorn is a rare event. Even Beeny Gardner, with 18 years of experience of life, knew that; so did his junior-college classmate, Elias Denton. But how do you argue with a photograph, in black and white, depicting a familiar clearing in the woods not far from town-and there, emerging from the trees, the impressive...
Chapter 3 -- Villa Ronai: Her challenge is to pose and dance while braless. Notice: The author listed Jamaican Beauties Jaunt under Literotica's umbrella category Novels and Novellas: Erotic fiction with a broader scope. However, the events in this chapter cover a variety of Literotica categories including: Exhibitionist & Voyeur: this chapter continue...
Lucille smiled at herself in the mirror as she put the finishing touches on her makeup. Almost a month had gone by since she introduced the professor to his new role (my how time flies when you're misbehaving). Professor Munroe was shaping up quite nicely and she felt he was ready for the next step. Wednesday afternoons used to be when the professor could co...
All Rights Reserved 2002 This is the story of how I got mixed up with this bizarre Club. This was the first time, I had ever purchased, yet alone used a contact magazine. My ex best man had brought the advert to my attention and suggested that I mught give it a go Yet, I was very nervous as I waited for Sandra my contact, and wondering whether I had done th...
The implication of her neighbour's question was obvious - "Does anyone else wish to pose with Sal?" It would not simply be posing nude with Sal: there would be an erection and more. You could have heard a pin drop. Nobody said a word. It was an invitation to fuck or be fondled or sucked by Sal - nothing more and nothing less. "Well, if no volunteers, I'll d...
Mollie in Australia Photograph and letter received 11 October 1994 [Photo not found.] Interviewed by telephone 22 October 1994 Recovered from damaged telephone tape and transcribed August 2000 Interviewer. Hello Mollie. This is [name], from the corset research project. What time is it there, with you? Hope it's OK for you to talk now. Mollie. Yeah, i...
#1: Eric If you are part of my generation, you'll remember the despicable newspaper advice columnist Ann Landers. Occasionally, she would publish a letter from a reader, relating an interesting story of how he met his wife. Over the years, I've been collecting stories of how men met their wives, or how wives met their husbands. These are stories that Ann...
I did the thing I had to do that day, but felt somewhat guilty about not telling him that the main reason was that I had another date that evening. Around 6:30 Michael knocked on the door to my apartment. He was a guy I had been going out with for a couple of months, but after yesterday and that morning, I wasn't sure why. It all boiled down to the fact tha...
LETTER-III After the scene last described I passed a very restless night, in which I studiously avoided any sort of pressure on my unruly organ. The next morning I was in a sad state of burning desire. I sat before the fire, finishing the picture of Tom for Louisa, and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a certain languid air, which made m...