Carly sat in rush hour traffic drumming her fingers on the steering wheel, eager to get home and decompress from the most stressful day she had had in a long time. Her phone rang, it was Peter. She answered and put him on speaker phone. "Hi baby." "Hey you. I was getting worried, you're usually home by now. You OK?" She sighed heavily and audibly. "Yeah....
It was my first day in New York City, where I was about to start my first job after law school. The bedroom had a large window with a bare curtain rod. Since I was in a second-floor apartment, I could easily see the traffic jam and thick crowd of pedestrians rushing from their offices to the subway station. While most people were far too distracted to see me...
This is an esoteric yogic technique: centuries old. * I jackknife my ass into my sub's vagina and thrust into her yoni/pussy repeatedly as the two-petalled Mooladhara chakra or male prostate gland blossoms at the impact of my horny buttocks into willing feminine warmth, vulnerability and submissiveness. I get the same excitement in this action that a horn...
"Hurry up or we're going to be late pinky!" my voluptuous, BBW wife yelled from the front door. I struggled under the weight of her huge gym bag making my way towards her. Pattie looked especially gorgeous today dressed in a black leotard sans bra, black pantyhose that I knew were crotch less and a cute black skirt all topped off by a pair of black high he...
My wife, Erin, and I have volunteered to chaperone at the Boy Scout Camp for the past few summers as our sons, Hank, 10 and Henry, 12, have been active in scouts. This summer's camp, the last week in July, was touch and go as the pandemic had made folks cautious about any activities. Fortunately, our week went well but on Friday, officials found out that a t...
I wake up to your scent. I can feel your warmth in bed next to me. I look at my phone to see if I'm allowed to wake you yet. It's 7:45, well past your do not disturb time, so I set my phone down and snuggle my ass back against you. No response yet. I start to rub myself gently back and forth against you. I'm rewarded by a quiet growl. I smile and press my hi...
This is the eighth part of a story of how a sister was introduced to Nudism and more. It is best to read each chapter in sequence. It's a slow moving tale. It is sometimes sexual, sometimes not, and involves people who are not just sexual partners but also friends. Friday Morning The first thing I noticed when I woke on Friday morning was that the rain had...
Lots of people who have mental problems, like I do, have a death wish of one form or another. Some commit suicide, whether self-inflicted or by cop. Others take up dangerous activities which significantly increase their chance of dying. Most just continue to plod along, unhappy with no reasonable prospects of getting happy, but too gutless to end it. I was...
"G'night Trent." Trent looked up from behind the computer screen and at the parade of tired but energized yoga students from the last session of the evening as they made their way toward the exit. His clientele base was still small enough that he knew most by name, a fact that he intended to preserve as long as he could manage. He bade several good night, n...
Part 1: The Meet The sun is setting and the sweat is falling. Exhaustion, relief, anger, calm, fear, love, peace... it's all usually felt within a session of vinyassa yoga. But this night was different. Not that those feelings didn't come up... of course they did! It's hard doing yoga! But, that said, the light just shone brighter on our way, my wife's hand...