Wetsuit Stories

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That's What I'm Here For Ch. 01

by Oprichniki on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Summertime. Everyone wants to be outside enjoying the sun, the majority....stuck inside working to make a living. As though to taunt those trapped indoors, this day was a scorcher, not a cloud in the sky. Lucky holidaymakers and locals alike were making their way to the beach below, staking their places for a day spent catching the sun, exploring the rocks,...

Beach Hero MacQueen

by EgmontGrigor2019 on Mar 26, 2019
Romance

Chapter 1 Tow-headed Lee MacQueen, his flaxen locks in disarray from being too long away from a comb, was waved over the road by the driver of 7-seat SUV, that had just stopped. "Good afternoon sir, we are lost. Could you direct us to hotel where we could stay a few nights?" "Sure ma'am, but there's no hotel within 10 kilometres away. How many are you?"...

My Hero

by markelly on Oct 24, 2018
Novels and Novellas

This story was to be part of Randi's water themed invitational, but due to a death in the family I had to put it on hold. By the time I came up for air, it was too late to finish it in time for the invitational. I've struggled with this story, and it's only been with the help of two special friends that helped me get this started again. My thanks to Girlinth...

Think About Icebergs: That Weekend

by peachesmelba on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

Allison Richards smiled as she woke to the feeling of her young lover stroking her softly, his warm fingers gently seeking out the wet core of her passion. In the weeks following his injury, caring for him while he healed, she'd grown used to no longer needing an alarm clock. Max woke her faithfully every morning, whether for quick kisses on his way to the s...

Island Resort

by His54Vintage on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Tour of the Resort Layla and Sir were led through organized wildness of tropical plantings. They passed a gazebo where a couple sat at a round table. Was someone crouched under the table? “You’ll notice there’s a lot of wrought iron around,” said their guide, gesturing to luxuriantly upholstered iron lounge chairs. “The weight is useful. We don’t wan...

Experimenting with Dusty

by hblocalgrl on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

We are all 18 years of age. ***** I recently posted a story of the first time I saw a guy masturbate. It was with my cousin, Dusty, and it was incredible. He was staying with us for a few weeks that summer, and although we didn't do anything I'm ashamed of, we did end up experimenting a little bit more before he went back home. We had gotten pretty close...

Surfing

by kilter on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

I woke, wondering what was wrong with me. Saturday morning and I'd set the alarm to 6.30 AM. Some seriously faulty thinking going on there. Surfing. I was going to learn how to surf. You know; the real thing- On waves and stuff. The beach was over an hour's drive away and I had to be there by 8.45. The trip was uneventful- if scenic - and I arrived on ti...

The Surfer from Manhattan Beach

by OliviaWindsor on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

It had been a long time coming. I had met Jax through a mutual friend from high school, and I ended up joining his circle of friends in college. I knew him from afar for over five years, but we were never really close. The group would regularly attend music festivals and concerts together. I didn't get the chance to know him as well as I would have liked bec...

Easy Amy 2

by abominable0man on Jun 24, 2019
Amateur

"One… Two… Three…" Amy Haynes was doing pushups in her room. Repeat sets of 10 in her gray-pink sports bra. It did little to support her breasts and in fact made her task more of a challenge, threatening to spill her all-natural D cup tits over the carpet. She kept her legs straight like she'd learned in Cheer Squad, her pale pink toes scrunched in...

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The Trading Of Freya Ch. 02

by denizkizi on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Freya opened her eyes. She stared at what seemed to be a ceiling for a while, listening to the sounds around her. There was a low level humming or rumbling sound, difficult to identify, but apart from that, there was nothing. No birds, no traffic, no sounds of normal human activity in England. Freya gave up trying to remember where she was and sat up to look...