Studying, writing papers, finals, the stress was over. SUMMERTIME! Before everyone left for home, we took one more boat ride. As usual we stop in the middle of the lake for a swim ... As usual we all skinny dip ... As usual every one is tired and gets back in and dressed, except me and Beth. Beth had one of those bodies entirely out of my league, entirely...
The time was 1995 and the place was a sleepy suburb of Albany, New York. He was a bored man in his mid-40s whose wife had taken off with another guy, leaving him with a house he didn't want and a lot of time on his hands - until he started paying attention to the sights around him. ...... Chapter One: Over the hedge. "Empty again," I said aloud to myself...
Chapter 11. Pool. Ann decided that she wanted a swimming pool. I asked her what was wrong with the campus pool. She replied that we cannot go skinny-dipping in the campus pool. I decided that she had a point. We talked to a pool contractor and came up with a plan to build a small pool in the woods. It was late in the season to build pools so the contra...
Picture this: He stumbled upon a beautiful, naked woman, sleeping, lying next to the lake catching some afternoon rays. He had decided to go down for a dip, what with the weather being so dreadfully hot lately. He wore only his birthday suit, as he was sure there would be no one around for miles. This site is known to very few people, since he had kept it a...
This story starts where my story "On Display" stopped. I recommend that you read "On Display" first. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as described in this story. Any similarities between...
The Dead Zone Century, Saturday, August 25th, read the flier posted in the bicycle shop. Three additional paragraphs outlined the 100 mile ride; the route, what to bring: sunscreen, lots of water and high-energy snacks. I can't speak for others but for me a recreational ride like this is a welcome breakaway from the everyday routine. Many times I have partic...
I had just finished my senior year of high school. Where I was a very active athlete, playing everything from football to track. I was an inside linebacker/fullback in football, a power forward on the basketball team, a outfield/clean-up hitter on our schools 12th state baseball championship, and a shot putt/discus thrower when I could be. All in all, a jock...
"I would like to cum on your tits." I realized what I had blurted out, and it was shocking enough to me that I couldn't work out a joke about it. The alcohol was hitting me a bit, but I wasn't drunk enough to blame the booze. She stopped talking and had clearly lost her train of thought. She was sitting opposite of me at the party. She had huge tits. They ha...
[Although this story stands by itself, readers might enjoy it more if they read Judy: The Baby-sitter and Judy: Prom Night first. This is a work of fiction. It is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies, and as such, may or may not be completely realistic. All locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious. Any resemblance...
There was a group of us, three women and two men, and we were going hiking in the mountains. There was me, I'm Bob, Carl, Josie, Mary and Angelique, the last being known as Ange. Carl and Ange were currently going steady while the other two girls and I were footloose and fancy free. We were young, our average age being around nineteen, fit, and ripe for a li...