A few summers ago my bf M and I were hanging out at the local "clothing optional" beach a bit. I only ever went topless until this day. There were a few people on the beach - mainly older guys, but the occasional young person and another couple about our age. We put up a little sun-tent about halfway to the water and got ready to go for a swim. As always, I...
Comments can be made to the linke below (we love getting emails and reply to all that grab our attention!) There is definitely something special about the summer that just makes us feel sexual. We're not sure whether it's the warm sun, the ability to wear less clothing, or the smell of fresh air. If we had to guess, we'd say that 95% of our adventurous sexu...
Chapter 03 More treats "She made certain I did," I replied. "But I would have picked her anyway." He turned back to Jane. "Have fun." Then he turned on his heel and walked away. Strange how brother and sister relate to each other sometimes. I put it aside. I was ready to leave, get on with my day of laid back waiting for the man to say yes, though I had...
Only a faint hint of breeze blew off the water as we stepped through the low brush that lined the trail and onto the bright white sand. Liz and I had been exploring Tintamarre Island located off the coast of St. Martin. I figured the sailboat we had arrived on was anchored nearby since we had nearly circumnavigated the whole island. Judging from the sun's po...
Mark and Amy had always been good friends with Shantell and Derrick. The two couples had double dated and each had been friends since freshman year. Though Mark and Amy were white, and Shantell and Derrick black, it did not stop a close foursome friendship from growing. Shantell was the daughter of a successful business man who had moved his family to this l...
I take off my sarong and bikini and lie face down on the smooth wood prow of the boat. The hot sun beats down on my back. I close my eyes and start to drift off. We're anchored a mile or two off the coast in the crystalline waters of the Mediterranean. My husband is snoring away below deck like a beached whale. He had too much to drink again. I hear the p...
Seven Days of Service – Day One Wednesday morning came early this week, and I was still dealing with the angst of having probably fucked up a perfectly imperfect bondage scheme by trying to rush into it too fast. My hope at this point was that Cathy would simply blow off the incident, and allow me to change direction on our terms of service. After all, I st...
I woke to a buxom blonde goddess looming over me. I was a typical 19-year-old male, it was the 80s, and there she was. Heather Thomas, above me in bed, both of us almost entirely undressed. Of course, the bed was the top bunk in my friend Pete's room and Heather was a poster he had so thoughtfully tacked to the ceiling above it. I lay there staring at that p...
* Wrote the 7th of these short stories I call my Erotic Shorts collection, so I thought it was time release another one for your enjoyment. :-) * Brianne sighed. As merry as the rest of the people from the company she worked at were, as crowded she felt. She knew she'd regret coming on this company outing to the bright and sunny seaside but it was unspoken...
Ch. 03: Jobs Nicole slammed her locker shut and clicked the Stanley padlock shut. She spun the dial and tugged it twice to make sure it held. It was the same lock she had used at school, for her gym locker. There, she definitely needed to lock her valuables up. There had been plenty of cases of lockers being raided, both as practical jokes and to steal it...