'Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm doing this,' I thought as another flash of excitement flashed through my body. I had never been so excited... and so nervous in my entire life. I was driving to meet a couple for a weekend of pure unadulterated sex. It was to be a weekend of sexual exploration, mainly for me. Let me back up and explain how I had gotten to t...
The deep upstate New York snow was receding, and spring was just around the corner. Lindsey's playroom was finished and a big success, and the room-by-room renovation of Connie's big house was just about complete. I had started accepting a few new customers to take up the slack, but I was enjoying a little more free time as well. Most of that time was spent...
It had been, frankly, a rather wretched Friday. It started badly when Mr Jameson, the chief librarian, trapped me (again) in Maritime History (M to R) and practically wrestled me to the floor. When I told him for the umpteenth time that my interests lay in a different direction, he rather breezily replied that he was 'up for soixante neuf if that's what you...
Last summer, I decided to work as a summer camp counselor. I had just finished my freshman year at college and I was reluctant to go home for the summer because my mother had recently remarried. Her new husband is a true jerk who made it clear from the start that he was not interested in being a stepafather. My mom was relieved that I was staying away and sh...
Author's Note: this story has a little bit of everything... hot sex, a little bit of alpha-male, a little bit of BDSM, a little bit of spanking, a fair amount of exhibitionism/voyeurism, a little bit of anal play, etc. etc. Because of its length and the fact that it's hard to categorize, I put it in the novella category. Please don't forget to vote by indica...
And so I began my new life, holding to that promise that I made to earn any kind of life at all. I had been afraid of my promise, afraid of what I would have to do. But when it came to it, I had nothing to be afraid of at all. In fact, those first weeks were the best yet of my life. The best part is that I knew, even at the time, how good it was. In the morn...
Hello, here is my entry into the Nude Day contest. Any feedback and votes will be greatly appreciated. Thank you.* Special Thanks to ThisNameIsntTakenYet for editing this story for me. * Growing up, Cameron had always wanted to spend the summer at camp, but his parents could never afford it. Cameron had worked a full-time job during his junior and senior...
"Let's see if it works. Might need new batteries. Hang on....no it's recording. "Ok. My name is Amanda Henderson, and this is my first recording! Journal. Entry, maybe. Where should I start? We are currently in a camp in Chattanooga. We've been here for three days. Before that, we were in a smaller camp in Alabama, though I don't really remember the name. W...
The Hot Tub, the Phone Call, and the After Party aka My First Time on the Phone *** I had been married about 27 years when the following event transpired. I have written about a couple of isolated sexual events that occurred during college which you may read about if you wish, neither of which consisted of any sort of a "relationship". Those were mostly ju...
The morning was clear and crisp, the road ahead looked smooth and level. My legs were beginning to loosen up a bit, I figured after about 10 miles I would have a good cadence and be rolling along. The bike was light fast, so this year I’d have no problems maintaining a good pace and be able to climb the hills that lurked below the horizon. Up ahead I could...