It had been quite some time since our escapades on the island. Over two or three years, since. Tony and Lisa had returned home and together with their daughter Jessie, had set up quite a profitable business. It had taken them two years plus to set up, because of permits and local building regulations. A nudist holiday resort, not only for families, but a...
This is a story as told to me by my friend Jeff. We both hope you enjoy it. ****** I was out one evening with a friend of mine, having a drink. We were, as usual, chatting about sex, discussing what sort of sexual things we liked. Both of us at around 35-40 years and unmarried and both bisexual, our imagination centered around both sexes. How we wound up...
I promised to tell the second part of the night I spent in London with Sanjit, Dillip and Ian. I have explained how we met and of the fun we had back in my hotel room. After our first session, we all got cleaned up, showered and dressed in bath robes. We ordered some wine and champagne from room service and settled down to chat and generally have a nice ti...
Had I known this tale would extend beyond one or two episodes, I would have given it a more appropriate title. However, the first step of any adventure is always followed by the unknown. Oh, and if you have not read parts one and two, please note these tales do contain watersports and scat play. If you find such things offensive, please stop reading now. Tha...
When the other men came back from their drink the three sat in the office and discussed business. The new editor took the first opportunity to bring the conversation back to the letters. "I've read more since you've been out – some folks have hell of a time – who said being married gets boring and dull?" "Not everyone who had written to us has had a good ex...
Where should I start the story that spans the majority of my life to date? I suppose starting at the beginning would be the traditional approach. In this case, however, I think I'll start in the middle, at a true sliding door moment; a moment in time that could have passed by leaving me being a happy, somewhat kinky, young bi woman. As it was, circumstances...
Writing porn is usually a very lonely process, and if it weren't for the great encounters some of my stories are based on, and the great encounters that follow some of my stories, I wouldn't be doing it. This is about some of the more unexpected outcomes of forays into smut. My friend Novella, upon hearing that I'm also a writer of porn, thought it would b...
My name is Kim. I am 53 years old, recently divorced and living in London with my wonderful daughter. I am writing about my sexual adventures, growing up in the 1980s as a way of making sense of my past and celebrating a glorious time when I was young and carefree. Between 1987 and 1989, I had some of the most gloriously uninhibited sex of my life. After tha...
Gary arrived for his first shift clean shaven and keen. He positively bounded into the bar sporting a crisp white shirt and smart black trousers, both brand new by the look of them. I smiled; he looked the part at least, quite the handsome barman. The punters would love him and that was good. I liked Gary and found myself increasingly keen on the idea of see...
In chapter 3 my Auntie arranged a pee taste test with several donors for me. In this chapter she indulges my love of girls' clothes, and introduces me to a new pee donor. Chapter 4. Auntie Jean buys me clothes for a girls night in, and I drink from the fountain of youth. After my marathon day of pee testing and drinking yesterday I was quite happy to sl...