In the days that followed my modeling session Lucy and I maintained our friendly relationship. I wondered if my modeling for her would change anything but she seemed as nice as ever and I had a sense that we had bonded in a way. We usually had lunch together along with other faculty members and used our free time together in school for class lesson planning...
His face hidden in shadow beneath the brim of a black hat, the man on the train gazed out at the high desert. His eyes were gray and cold and expressionless, like a knight without armor in a savage land. The ticket-puncher asked with a bored smile: "Business or pleasure?" The tall man touched his black hat and said softly: "Business." Miles away, Georgia O...
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...
This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to your continued comments....
For as long as I can remember I've felt the need to expose myself. I've never been a flasher. But that urge has always been there. And now, as a photographer who shoots nudes of women, I feel as though I owe it to them to experience what they feel. I've always wondered whether they get a thrill from posing. And too, if I enjoy seeing nude photos of women,...
I arrived, as I had been ordered at precisely 11 a.m. I followed my wife's instructions to the letter. Her training was the high point of my life, and I wanted so much to please. My balls and cock had been shaved and were as smooth as a baby's ass. Paula's desire was to have the area from my asshole to the tip of my cock free of pubic hair or stubble. Her p...
Prologue: The below narrative is a chronological follow-on to About Last Night, but it isn't necessary to read it prior to since they are pretty much stand alone stories. And while not much sex actually takes place, I felt it was still worth sharing for those of you who have been following the series relative to Brenda's sexual awakening. As always, comme...
I suppose it was just that I hadn't been around much, sexually that is, until a couple of years ago. It wasn't until I started posing for amateur photography clubs doing 'glamour' stuff, then nude and then, inevitably, more raunchy stuff that I started to notice it. In the past, when I had a few flings at uni and prior to that in my late teens when I lost...
The photos -- four of them, 8-1/2 by 11-inch prints on thick, high-quality stock -- hit me like a bolt of current, making my heart race with arousal. They were gorgeous, incredibly sexy and beautifully shot with the kind of glow and mood you find in classic erotic photography. Best of all, they were of my 48-year old wife. "They're for you, for Valentine's...
I have always felt I was an average 20 year old college boy, attending a small liberal arts college in California, and waiting for the day I could get out in the world and make my mark. My sex drive is probably about normal for someone my age...not so out of whack that I let my family jewels and their ram rod do all the thinking for me, but I have always all...