I like to get naked. I especially like to get naked outdoors. Just typing these words gives me a warm, wet, tingly feeling I have had this naked outdoor addiction since I was very young girl. Our family lived at the base of a small mountain. My brother and I and the neighborhood kids loved to play in the woods above our house. We devised all sorts of imag...
Author's note: this is based on an old Romani legend my grandmother use to tell me when my parents weren't around. * * * Che un sogno sono stati i miei musica. "What a dream my music was." I. The celebrated Armenian cellist, Tsovinar, was rambling adventitiously about the city, on a bright, chill afternoon in late October. She was to perform, once agai...
The Rocky Mountains were beautiful, and on this clear, crisp June morning in 1943 Thomas Sullivan thought he might have already died and was in heaven. It was a place he thought a lot about lately and figured he might get to visit real soon. Hopefully. He also feared some of his more recent actions might warrant taking the elevator down. Tom was a 21 year ol...
My Mazda RX-7 was a weekend project while I worked on the car lot, a fixed wreck that's now indomitable, painted black, a vehicle for my plans. One, learn a trade. Done. Two, get a car. Done. Three, leave. Done. Four, find Donovan. Inconsequential. Plan four killed me. I drove around the country pursuing it. Took the money I had leftover from the...
For Master, as always... jennaslave was exhausted, JaredMaster had been insatiable the past few days, and in the last two nights she'd hardly slept at all. she fretted over asking him to leave, but in the end she decided to wait a little longer. He was clearly enjoying Himself and she didn't want to tear Him away, so she made her way to the bathroom to fres...
The Bar (and My First Lesbian Lover) By MadQuill Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. Though this is the first of two chapters it is a work of Fiction and stands on its own. ***** I slept with a Lesbian a week ago. It was a remarkable night of sensual sex. It was a first for me yet it opened my mind. She was in town...
Commandment #10: "Thou shalt not covet...thy neighbor's wife..." *********** I, Brent Walker, won the gene lottery when I was born but I wasn't one of those jerks that thought I had done something right. I knew that I was born on third base and wasn't there because I had hit a triple. I made sure to use my natural gifts to help other human beings and I ne...
This is a resubmission as the original was fraudulently reported as not having RichardGerald's blessing to publish an alternate ending. Please join me thanking the person who keeps reporting my stories, the attention gets me extra readers. Also join me in wishing the site administrators would check some of these malicious claims before acting. Finally, rest...
This is part 3 of a series and it is highly recommended that you read the first two parts in order to understand the characters. As usual all comments are welcomed and encouraged. ***** A year had passed since my sexual escapades and I had returned to the familiar role that I had had throughout my married life. I became the timid, shy and submissive hous...
Saturday She knocked on the door of his suite at ten of eight, and he let her in. "I'm a little early," she said. "Traffic was so light! I can't remember the last time I was out and about this early on a Saturday morning." She had a small overnight bag in one hand and a hanging garment bag with a dress in it slung over her shoulder. He took them and hung t...