The train was packed. Rush hour traffic in central Tokyo means being packed in like a tin of sardines as most of Tokyo takes to the rail system to get to where they're going. As an American, however, the Japanese try to give you a little space, but "space" in this instance only meant that no one was pressing against you like all the other Japanese, but inste...
Author's Note: This story is a submission to this year's Nude Day Contest. If you like it, please vote it up and feel free to comment as well! I had a fun time writing it, and I hope you enjoy it as well. * The sweet smell of afternoon Bar-B-Q wafts into the pool where I'm fucking beautiful Miss White from behind. The sun puts beads of sweat onto her back...
My wife is 39, I'm 38, and we've been married for almost fifteen years. The years have been good to my wife. She works hard at her job as a cement truck driver and the physical side of it; the heat and the sweat and being on the move all day, really pays off. She's the same weight as the day we got married, only somehow her boobs seem to be bigger; I distinc...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This story is PART TWO of the "Little Ashley" trilogy and is more effective if you read PART ONE first. - xoxo Daphne123 * It had been almost a month since the October mid-term exam. Almost a month since Ashley, the high sc...
It's finally Sunday, my day for rest and relaxation before I go back to work again on Monday. I had gotten up early to clean up a little before my wife woke up; she had a lot of her family over last night for cake and drinks. It's noon now, and it's still a bit chilly outside, so I head up to my 'office' which is mostly where I play video games. I pour myse...
We have decided to do things a little differently tonight and are going to try out "role-playing". As I dress myself in a very short, red plaid skirt and white button up blouse, I go over the initial plan of our encounter in my head. I pull my hair up into two pigtails on either side of my head. I let my bangs fall forward and they lay just over my eyes. I p...
Thanks to J. for the inspiration. -------- Usually I would not be caught dead at a high school dance. (Prom excluded.) Only kids that go to these cheesy things are underclassman. But here I am dressed in full Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz attire. Pigtails, checkered dress and ruby slippers. Big difference is my dress is only inches below my ass and I am no...
I wrote a story about one of my fantasies and posted it. Within a week, I had feedback from a girl who said she really enjoyed it and told me to instant message her anytime. But it was almost 6 months before we ever connected on IM. She told me how she liked older men because they were so excited when they got to fuck a hot young girl. She wanted to know i...
I meet him at the door wearing just what he had asked for: thigh-high sports socks, complete with blue stripes. Little bitty plaid skirt. White tank top with my black bra showing through. Pigtails. The room is a bit cold so I am glad for the socks. I thought I would feel ridiculous—a grown-ass woman playing dress-up? But no, his smile tells me he appreciate...
We crash through the front door; hot and heavy for one another, trying to rip each other's clothes off while instinctively trying to kiss one another. We land on the lounge, panting, moaning and groaning for release. We want to ravish each other but are both really sweaty. I stand up and breath, and try to calm down and think clearly, I grab your hand and...