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Attack of the Killer Tomatoes

by dedimm on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

It was stifling hot this morning even though the sun was just beginning to rise. I skipped breakfast threw on a pair of shorts (too hot for underwear) and went straight to work in my wonderful garden. I stood over the plants, sweat running down my face and tanned chest, soaking my shorts, looking, beaming with pride at the abundant fruits of my labor. Garden...

Carribean Dreamin'

by noveltyman on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It seemed as though I had been lying there forever, the lazy warm sun of the Caribbean beating down on my back as I lay in a lounge chair next to one of the many pools at the resort I was staying at. Which pool? I didn't know and, to be honest, I didn't care. As long as the margaritas kept coming and the sun kept baking, I was in Nirvana. Little did I know t...

To Beat the Heat

by wordlover16 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The permeating heat pressed down on everything like a wet, heavy blanket. Even lying spread-eagle on the air mattress in the tent in the coolest, skimpiest bit of clothing I had packed for the beach trip, with the squirrel fan picking at my damp hair and teasingly blowing open the top of my dress, the muggy warmth was almost unbearable. Coupled with the irri...

Fucking Buddies

by Frolicking_Lass on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I licked a nab of bitter chocolate off my finger and felt dimples appear as I grinned tipsily to myself, a brilliant day had turned into a raucous and energetic night. One of my favourite friends was visiting and we'd spent the afternoon catching up in the sunshine in a pub garden that was so pretty it felt wrong to call it a beer garden. She's been living...

Lunch on the Bench

by BiancaOldman on Aug 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I had decided to pack my lunch, since there was roast beef left over from Sunday dinner. Didn't do it much, usually ate at an overpriced restaurant. Noon time was sunny, so I hauled my lunch and a can of Coke to the park to soak up some rays and watch the ladies. It was a glorious October day with just a bit of a chill in the air. Not so much that I had to k...

My First Time in Paris

by ThroughAmansEyes on Oct 14, 2017
First Time

The dubious craft of "modeling," posing in front a camera, was the last thing on my mind. It simply came to me, I certainly didn't look for it. People had often taken my picture, just for the fun of it. But in Paris that was about to change. I arrived in the 'city of light' a week before I was to start a summer job, to chauffeur German and English speaking...

A Tempting Vacation Ch. 15

by JackKing on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I want to give you fair warning. The following is a short chapter, designed to transition Pam back on the island and firmly re-establish each characters attitude and intentions going forward. Not much sex here!...sorry. At the end, I will ask you as the reader for some feedback for a direction of the next chapter. I just haven't quite settled on how I want t...

Who Knew

by jusduit on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

A New York City Apartment Marla D. Deering, born Marla Darling Dexter, was bored. She slumped in the luxuriously over-stuffed chair and frowned at her loneliness. Her life had gone from an exciting and liberating string of clubs and one night stands to endless days at home and one familiar "stand" per week. Her old friends never called and she longed for th...

A Weird Storm...

by dkmywife on Sep 2, 2017
Loving Wives

Laurie lay on a beach on the big island of Hawaii. Two whole weeks on the island in a big house some friends had let her use. The weather was perfect in the mid 80's with a constant sea breeze blowing in off the cool pacific. As idealistic as it may have seemed Laurie was there for more than just a vacation she needed time to think. Laurie had been doing a...

Carnaro

by MaxT on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

1: Neu Mitteleuropa July 2002. I saw her for the first time in the hotel lobby where we were registering for the conference -- a heavy-set, early middle-aged woman, her brown hair short and tightly-permed, wearing a blue trouser suit. The jacket was military-style with two rows of brass buttons on its front, giving her the look of a Civil War-era Union of...