I'd seen the movie. Actually both of them. But that is what it was, a movie. The thought of staying at a hostel in Romania didn't scare me at all. I wanted to visit Romania, but I wanted to see it on the cheap. By staying at a hostel it would save me so much money that I could use for sightseeing and souvenirs. I had enough money to go to one place and I fig...
= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I attended Macie's wedding a little over a year ago. I knew how she and Dave met because they are a members of one of the clubs I belong to, but she was unwilling to reveal that story publicly. Recently she said I could tell her story and we sat down for several hours as she gave me the true details of what brough...
Susanna let out a long sigh and shook her head, damp brown hair falling into her eyes as she looked at the terracotta pot on the windowsill. The seedlings inside were wilted; their tiny, delicate leaves curled in a mockery of her tender care. She brushed the hair out of her eyes slowly and rubbed one hand across them, defeated. Plants just did not like her,...
My girl friend, Tara believes that she should tell her story as well. She says that my story “_______” does not capture the real womanly view on the matter. Also, she insists that I fucked her many more times on that day. In many more positions. I appear to have forgotten. May be I did. The fact is, I enjoyed fucking her. She may have counted the number of p...
Sometimes it seems like I am 2 people. The public one, the one everyone sees zipping down our suburban street in my crossover, gathering groceries in my khaki skirt, strappy sandals and sensible blouse. The one with a smile for everyone and, I hope, a bright glint in my eye. But the other girl wants to come out. The naughty girl. The bad girl. The one that...
I am of Italian decent, born in the south and raised in the north, I have been lucky enough to move to Nashville to pursue being a TV Reporter. Now I know that the profession of Reporting has fallen into the same category as being a Politician, or a Lawyer. I have always thought that exposing the wrong people do to help the little guy was a noble thing, but...
If you've read any of the other "The Birthday Suit Club" series you know how this all started. If not, then here is a brief recap. I was severely burned, including my face, as a child which lead to me becoming very reclusive as a teenager. My sister, Gail, decided that I needed to have more social contacts. She caught me trying to overhear her telling a fr...
Sometime after my little crew of friends and I discovered our shared interest in assorted fetish related activities it became apparent that to continue in a serious manner some organization was required. Accordingly it was decided to form a secret society which we christened The Wenches. Initially there were to be seven members: me, my best friends RaeAnn an...
This is a real story that happened recently. On a Saturday, Tara rings up and informed that her Dad has to be dropped into the nearby health check center and that she would like to drop in on Sunday afternoon. So, I naturally planned to pass my Sunday in holy abstinence from my sex encounter with Tara for the Sunday. As the day passed by, I used the time...
After the time I watched the gang-bang at Kathy's, then came come and raped my lover-husband, I caught Tye looking at me a bit strangely. Maybe I knew, too. What had he unearthed? What had become of the little, demure, almost sexless, bitchy, possessive middle-aged lump I used to be? I know, too, that I still talked in my sleep about having other men--lots...