I was at terminal 23 at Dulles International Airport with my heart beating and my palms sweating. Three months earlier I had found an email from Helga Gutenberg from Berlin. She knew my love of big strong women, and when I did the conversion from Metric to Inches and pounds, I was in heaven, finding that she was 5'11", 235 pounds of solid woman. She had no...
This story is also completely true, for a background on us and a precursor to this story; I strongly suggest you read my previous experience "Pakistani Wife on Caribbean Vacation" which should be posted right around this post. For our anniversary in February I booked a luxury hotel room in a city close to us. 2 weeks before the date I got the idea for a mas...
I love being looked at; I adore it when men gaze at my body with admiration and desire. I discovered this sensation about 20 years ago during my first visit to a clothing optional beach. My husband and I, early in our marriage, found a legal CO beach in the town in which we were vacationing. He suggested that we go, and I readily agreed, feeling comfort from...
"Oh come on honey, can't we find something we'll both like? I don't want to watch a chick flick," I plead. "Don't worry hon, I'll make it worth your while," she teases in a low, sexy voice. "That's no fair, you know I can't say no to that face." I sadly accept. Even when she isn't dressed up she's gorgeous, wearing tight black capris, a plain white shirt...
A true account of a happy event often repeated. We'd been living together in my little flat for a little while. It was where we'd first made love, on a blanket spread out on the living room floor on a sunny afternoon, a wonderful experience. But this story is about our first 'kinky' experience. It was down to me of course, it took a while for me to get up t...
This story was previously submitted in the "Romance" category, but nobody read it. It's too hot to die a quiet death and I hope you agree. People at the airport thought I'd been drinking. I hadn't, but I can't blame them for thinking that. I had stubble on my face, I staggered and I'd been working six days round the clock to straighten out some problems on...
People at the airport thought I'd been drinking. I hadn't, but I can't blame them for thinking that. I had stubble on my face, I staggered and I'd been working six days round the clock to straighten out some problems on an offshore oil-drilling rig created by a Malaysian Toolpusher who didn't know shit, but had an uncle in politics on the Company Board. I f...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. ***** Years ago I moved in with a friend I'd known since high school, Pam Beesly, who I'd always been close with and had a bit of a crush on. She'd also found me a job in her office, and as a pretty brunette with a nice C-cup set of boobs and a tight butt, it didn't take long for it to...
After a few moments exposed on the bed, Maggie and Jimmy sat up. Kristina and Justin were still talking about getting cleaned up in the shower, and they were inviting Maggie and Jimmy to come along. It would not be that different from the shower they shared with Josh and Bonnie at the campground, and they certainly had little modesty left in front of their r...
Elle and I had returned to a popular clothing optional "Lifestyle Friendly" in south central Texas for a weekend of what we hoped to be erotic soft swinging fun together and hopefully with other soft and hard swinging couples we had met on our first weekend at the resort a few months before. It was mid-afternoon and we were "dressing" for our first walk to...