Hi, this is Annie. I am taking over the narration for this part of the story. That's to make sure you get all the juicy details that Will might omit. You know how males can be! You DO know, don't you? Yeah, thought so! Waking up to Mrs. Gallagher calling for "all pricks on deck," I pinched Will's naked butt to rouse him. He was finally snoozing well after h...
I can't help it, I love threesomes. This story is true except for the ending and that's because the ending hasn't really happened yet. ------------------------------------------- Every day for the past six months, I walk my dog on a quiet bay beach. While the ocean beaches here in the Hamptons are among the most beautiful beaches in the world, the bay beac...
Episode 4. Thank you for comments on episodes 1, 2, 3. That night I went to bed after he called to let me know he was back at home. Nude I slept soundly and woke very early as the sun was rising. Lying in bed, I savored the scent of my husband on his pillow. Curling in the soft sheets I thought back over how we had played during the weekend. Although it was...
When I was going out with Stu, we lived close enough to the shore along the east coast that we could go to the beach at least once a week, weather permitting. We found a very small beach about 150 feet long that, especially on a weekday, rarely had another soul on it. It had some rocky patches so "sand beach purists" obviously went elsewhere. That was fine...
The next morning found the three of us alone for the first time without our parents. A quick bowl of cereal and a quick change of clothes and I was out the door and out taking a walk. The morning ocean air was refreshing and invigorating and it was still not quite hot yet. I walked all the way to the bay and looked out over the boats in the water and peop...
Living right by the ocean has it's rewards. I guess some would say I am one of the lucky ones, because very few people can live like I do. My Dad was smart enough to invest in some property at the coast, many times as my two sisters and I were growing up he would take us all down there. We would camp out on the beach, play in the cool water, search the sand...
We purposely waited for our neighbors, and now impromptu voyeurs, to leave before we headed back to the house. It was late afternoon by then, and the sun was nowhere near as intense, as it slowly began to sink to the west. After a quick rinse in the outdoor shower... This time, keeping our bathing suits on, we entered the chilly air conditioned confines of...
This story is based on, "Summer Wind." This was written by Grethe Ingmann; lyrics by Hans Bradtke. "All summer long we sang a song. And then we strolled that golden sand, Two sweethearts and the summer wind. Then softer than a piper man; one day, it called to you. I lost you; I lost you to the summer wind." A note of interest: I mention the movie...
The boy lay on his back on the sand. He gazed casually along the beach, half asleep in the warm sunshine. His family had been on holidays there for three days now. There wasn't much else to do except swim and lay on the beach. The beach was deserted. It was next to the cabin where he was staying, but most people walked around the headland to the main surfin...
It was obvious, in retrospect, what was going to happen when I volunteered to go back to the beach house with Taylor for the beer. The look on my wife's face as I see that she is straddling John on the beach, her newly tanned breasts swaying over him, his cock slamming into her thrashing body again and again - when she looks back in shock, that isn't a surpr...