Rachel and I were sitting in a bar, having a quiet drink and a chat. She was wearing her bib overall shorts. Rachel was talking about shooting more videos for her site, and I was wondering if this was starting to get out of hand. She was saying that she was earning a lot of money on her web site with pictures, panties and now videos, and was talking about me...
I want him. I'm positive he knows it too. There's no other way that I can articulate it. Every time I see him and his crooked dorky smile my pussy clenches. I imagine what his lovely, thick, luxurious beard would smell like after I was done sitting on his face. I want to find an excuse to touch it. Run my fingers through it. Grab it. Force his head down d...
My girlfriend had landed a bit part in our local community theater, and said she'd be in rehearsals for the next several weeks, then they'd have performances over a few weekends. She got me a ticket for the final performance so I could be with her at the cast party. She told me nothing about the play, except that it would be made up of comedy farces each ab...
I managed to park as close to the gymnasium as I possibly could but I still had to walk bare-legged some distance in broad daylight. Needless to say I received a few awkward glances from a couple of passerby's but nothing as lingering as I would have gotten if I were walking around naked. I was grateful that the tacky silk shirt I was wearing at least had a...
A fictional account 12:00 am, 31st February 2020, Coronavirus Lockdown Week 2: I don't usually write journals, but for the sake of posterity I'm penning down whatever happens on my "adventures" here on my blog. Maybe I can look back on these someday when I'm older and no longer able to do the dangerous things I am now when young. If you find these entries...
Rachel came over, and I let her in. We'd agreed to work on some videos for her web site, and she was dressed in black yoga pants and a sweatshirt. She had on her black bob wig. She also had on the black ribbon necklace that she knows I like. As she had requested, I was wearing sweat pants and a sweatshirt. Her shirt had the elastic at the bottom cut off so...
The Dinner Date This story has sexual content so if you are under 18 please leave. If you are over 18, I hope you enjoy reading my work as much as I do writing it. I welcome and am happy to respond to positive feedback, and I'm always pleased to chat with like-minded folks. As always; all characters are figments of my imagination. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX...
Bridget and I were holding hands as we walked towards the gymnasium. I kept frowning with a red face but I was secretly happy that Bridget was so intimate with me. My primary concern was all the attention we were getting. Fortunately, as it has recently come to my attention, not many people recognize me as the stern professor without my glasses; which were l...
Getting further into the festivities, everybody was chatting, listening to music being played by a DJ, and ordering food, much to Shelly's delight, all my friends were having a great time. I however, was still not allowed to put on clothes. Or rather they seemed to have magically vanished. I asked around but nobody seemed to have seen where they were moved t...
Junior Year Abroad—Part 3 This is Part 3 of the Survivor Revival Challenge, organized by Tara Cox. This is the story of Jim & Marybeth, and eventually others, of course. You can expect daily installments. ***************** Jim is amazed by Marybeth's naiveté and her submission ******************* Sitting together in the loveseat of the elegant French...