Emily sat, gloriously nude, on the massive oak conference table, short blonde hair catching the sun streaming through the glass wall. She pointed at a copy of an old map in front of her slender crossed legs as she talked. It hadn't been hard for Nuszsaecker to talk her out of her clothes, not after Deidre praised her spontaneous nudity at the club three da...
I feel I have to tell my story, to let others know how dangerous it can be to act on a whim, to misinterpret desire and allow events to carry themselves as far as they could possibly go. It began when I spotted an advert for a local photographer in a mainstream adult magazine. I decided that it would be great to posses some personal glamour photographs of...
My husband had always wanted me to pose for professional quality nudes. However finding a photographer who specialized in that sort of work is not as easy as one might think. Little did we know that there was someone right under our noses who was an accomplished photographer and who could make our fantasy come true, with some added pleasure we hadn't counted...
Many folks have read about and/or seen a series of pictures of the Brown sisters, four siblings who had their photos taken together, posed in similar settings and in the same order from left to right, by professional photographer Nicholas Nixon, the husband of one of the girls. They began in 1973 and continue yearly to this day, at least thru 2017. I haven't...
Note - this is a piece of fiction. The characters are not real. The scenario is purely a fantasy and does not describe any actual relationship. Laurel is not my actual wife. Enjoy! ***** I stood at the altar alone with Rev. Carl, the minister, looking out at the wedding guests. It wasn't a large wedding, still to me it seemed there were a lot of people l...
Part 1 It has now been 10 years since Wendy and I were married. Our sex life has always been good but as with most marriages that initial "lust fest" has worn off, with children also doing their best to dampen any ardour. This tale relates to the time just before we were married, right up to our wedding day. This was a time when we were still very spontan...
I was sitting in my magic chair watching Holmes on Homes trying to come up with one of our adventures to write about, and then it came to me. My wife was bugging me that she wanted to go to the Christmas Tree Shop at the Holyoke Mall in Holyoke MA. You will have to bear with me as this adventure took place at least 10 years ago, but probably more like 15 y...
Chapter 1: Slut Wife After losing a bet with my hubby Paul I had to pay a forfeit of his choice, the next day I laid on the bed fingering myself dreaming what forfeit I was to pay. I prayed that he was going to ask me to fuck one of his mates, and hopefully it was to be Mark who always flirted with me but never went any further. I laid back stroking my clit...
I've always been a keen amateur photographer and, needless to say, I've got an inbuilt genetic appreciation of the female form that I cannot control -- hey I'm just an ordinary horny guy. Come to think of it, that's the reason I'm in demand as an amateur erotic photographer. You see, I truly appreciate the beauty of EVERY female form I'm privileged to phot...
They were a typical family. Married, kids, pets, mortgage and other bills. Charles worked as an over the road truck driver, home most nights but having to overnight from time to time. Samantha wore many hats working at a bank. Her hours varied as did her job. She was demure and innocent to the outside world. Chuck was the typical trucker. He would constantl...