A Word From the Author None of this is real. It's all fiction. We need to be positively clear on this. What I've put into words about each lovely lady is nothing more than one's man's own sexual fantasies. The real life female celebrities depicted in these stories are all very nice ladies. I love and respect them all. They're also sexually appealing females...
The box arrived via courier. I pulled the card from the attached envelope, but didn't need to open it to know that it was from Gabriel. The heavy, ivory vellum had been custom made for him. Correction, technically it had been made for me. I ran a finger across the elegant, embossed letter "M" that graced the front of the card. I had been a little confused t...
My wife and I used to live in San Diego, but moved inland for economic reasons after our kid was born; I still call him a "kid" because it's amazing how quickly they grow up. Now we miss the beach, especially Black's Beach (a nude beach) which we had frequented. This year we decided to plan a weeklong trip to San Diego because it had been so long since we'd...
Jacob and I had another night of enthusiastic sex, and in the afterglow, I wondered aloud, "What next adventure could leave us more enraptured than we are now?" I didn't have to wait long for Lena's suggestion. Over tea a few days later, she asked, "What do you think of going back to the nudist club?" "Well, Jacob and I had talked about it, but we didn't h...
Nicki (November 2002) The initial lazy but sleepy check round the small room amused the mid 30s blonde as she studied, souvenirs, posters, certificates and pictures on the wall of the room specially made up for her family visit. Her mother and brother were strategically placed in other locations in our small home, the visit planned sometime back and I wan...
bookTWO : STARshine * * * silence swimming in a pool of dreams / beneath its depths the forgotten streams / above the city of the evening star / behind its walls, the grand bazaar / as she walks through its endless ways / cursing those who mistrust her ways / please my friend no matter what she sees / tell my lover come back to me * * * * * * The p...
(c) 2010, All rights reserved Foreword: Dear Reader, this is a story about wife sharing and/or the "voyeur hubby" syndrome. While some "Loving Wives" tales are about a committed, monogamous relationship, most are about the erotic nature of opening a marriage, infidelity, or some other variation – which are not "pure." This story also contains some bi-sexual...
The next trip back to Tsibili promised to be quiet. The break suited my just fine—it gave me time to nurse my burnt hand. Well, not really my entire hand but only a portion of it. Fine. Truth be told it was the pads at the tips of my thumb and forefinger. Still, it hurt. And that is exactly as I told Semonte, the herbal merchant, when I procured my burn oi...
I was intent on casting my line that I didn't immediately look up when I heard a couple of my young fishing companions exclaim 'wow look at the rack on that.' When I looked up I was rather surprised to see that my wife Carole, had taken off her tee shirt and her large pendulous breasts were dangling free as she brought me a cold beer and some sun cream. I...
"Buona sera Signor e Signorine Masters! Benvenuti my friends! It's my pleasure to serve you, at Ristorante Verutti!" I held out my hand for Signor Verutti to shake and gave the proprietor a warm smile. I replied, "Ciao Carlo. How could we possibly go anywhere else? You serve the best Italian food in Seattle. Everyone knows that!" The elderly gentleman look...