Well, the next week was the most hideous week of the entire year – when we went back to school. The only thing that was exciting about it at all was I was now a freshman in college, so I had all that new stuff when you’re first getting used to everything. That made it a little more bearable than usual. Another good thing was I was going to the same school as...
Mikey and Joe near the Dunes. Game 6 We kept our word. Just a short drive into town to the little restaurant, we agreed to meet Mikey and his buddy Joe. They didn't know we were camped in the nearby State Park. After all, we can't tell everything. Meeting there was no problem because we occasionally stopped anyway for lunch when we needed some groceries...
"Voila!" Amy had just walked back into Naked City after a shopping trip. From a sports shop bag she pulled two elasticised towelling sweatbands, and dangled them in front of me with a look of triumph. "What did you buy them for?" I said. "For us", she said "But I don't play tennis." "We're not going to play tennis, silly. We're going to fuck in public."...
Christina's clothes turned out to be the most concrete clue I've noticed since she's switched jobs. Tight, form-fitting slacks and sweaters regularly punctuate her wardrobe these days. Christina has always kept in shape. She looks great in outfits that emphasize her compact, curvaceous, athletic figure, but the question 'Who is she dressing for?' is increas...
The Saturday dances at the nudist club were unique. In fact they were fantastic. The temperature was always kept very high, even in the summer months with the heating system going full blast so that the dancers could be skimpily dressed if they wished and they did. Many of the men were naked from the outset with their pricks waving about, though some wore b...
So I was in a bar, up near Jersey somewhere. It was one of those places where they sweep up panties or teeth at the end of the night. It may have been hours till closing time but, well ... You know the song "One toke over the line?" Well, let's just say I went over that line before dark-thirty. By that point, somewhere around the midnight hour, I was ten...
Introduction: This is the actual story of how I lost my virginity. Despite the alcohol, my recollection is exceptionally clear, as it always has been after I drink. By and large, the dialog is actually what was said. The story is a bit long, so I've broke it into four parts. Part 1 is an overview and our meeting, 2 further discusses our drunken courtship, 3...
Looking around the cold blue tile of Denver International Airport she checked her watch. His flight was supposed to get in ten minutes ago and she could barely wait for him to walk back into her life. It had only been a week since they had broken up. It had only been six days since the last time he had been deliciously inside of her. She was wild with antici...
A lot of folks know about the apartment wrestling craze of the 70s and 80s, and love like I did. But they only know the public side. As vicious and erotic as the published matches were they didn't show everything, nor did they even remotely compare with the post-match activities of women like Helene, Cynara, Valerie, and the others, or, indeed, with their un...
Jan and I enjoy spending leisure time at the lake, having several to choose from in our general vicinity. Being married for as long as we have has never dampened our enthusiasm for relaxing along the bank, feeling the breeze blowing across the water, watching the ducks paddling by with their brood following close behind. Usually, we will remain all day and i...