Recap: I was running along the beachfront when I saw a familiar shape ahead. I closed and realized it was Sam, someone I knew casually from a running group that I attend sporadically. As we were getting dressed again in the toilet, she asked me if I ever visited The Cove, the nearby nudist beach. I said that I'd been several times, that I had "landed" (our club's term for swimming onto a beach) there with the swimming clu...
I woke up to Jade lying on her side, her big eyes staring at me wide. Her beautiful aubaine hair cascaded all around on the pillow. “Morning beautiful, you OK?” “Yes, just nervous but excited. This is it, I graduate today. This is what I have been working towards these last few years.” “Why are you nervous, you know you have passed with honours and have even started work. What is there to be nervous about?” Jade propped h...
The Knight, clad head-to-toe in azure armor trimmed with bronze eagle motifs, stood at the bank of the Lagoon. The witch had told him if he watched long enough he would be rewarded with an unrivaled sword. If he was willing to pay the price… He kept his vigil all morning, calmly observing every ripple and current of the loch. A passerby would have thought him a monument had there been any, so still did he stand as the son...
I feel antsy, almost like a caged animal, as I pull my convertible into the garage. I hate feeling this way, especially since not long ago, my home was my refuge and I didn’t want to leave it. It’s confusing and I don’t understand what’s going on. I grab my stuff, head into the kitchen, and dump everything on the counter. The first thing I do once I’m home is to check my personal cell for missed calls or messages. Nothing...
December 22nd: The Pageant The childhood fantasies of being a pageant queen came rushing back, just as those of being on the float had the day before. Twelve women, representing the traditional Twelve Days of Christmas, and each one of them shared the dream. Some of them, like Sasha and Marcy, had been the queen already. It was one more silly tradition and more reason that there was no place like Christmas at Christmas. W...
Chika Etomi was a highly sexed twenty-six-year-old Nigerian woman who was particularly interested in mature and sophisticated white men, especially if they were well endowed. Her work had her moving in circles where she would often meet such men, and these men often got to have sex with the hot Chika. She was married, but she was a woman that had sex at every opportunity, and as her job frequently involved travel or overn...
Avril had given me the confidence to go back out into the world. I wanted a lady companion again. I had recently joined the ranks of pensioners after I passed my sixty-fifth birthday so had so much more time now to look around. The local town had a Widows and Widowers Club, so I made my way there. I was obviously in existence to give people who found themselves on their own the chance to find a second soul mate. I had bee...
Looking at Gregg sleeping beside me, I knew I had never felt so content as I lay staring into his handsome face. This attractive, good-to-be-with, built-like-a-stallion young man may give me at least ten years in age, but he is arguably the most impressive and desirable fellow I have ever had the pleasure to feel between my legs. I have embraced being single for the last five years, and there aren't many sexual activities...
“Aww, sweetie, is your belly bothering you, too?” Lynn, my mother, asked. She pressed her hand against my head and leaned over me. She was barely dressed, wearing the same nightdress she’d worn last night beneath her house robe. Her small, supple breasts fell over me. “Yeah, bad chicken....” “Well,” she said, “you’re not running a fever.” She leaned in closer to whisper in my ear. “And you’re a much better actor than your...
We are in your hotel room now. You push my jacket off and open my shirt, then kneel at my feet, to unbutton my jeans. Your face is at cock level, as you open and pull down my jeans and you can see the head of my cock protruding over the waistband of my briefs. "Oh, that is such a beautiful sight!" you say, "I've seen it on cam, but it's even more impressive in real life, and I can touch it at last!" "Feel free," I say, "b...
As we grow up, everyone has crushes. Sometimes you develop a crush on a teacher or a neighbor, sometimes it’s on a classmate or a movie star. My crush was a girl a few years older than me who would go on family vacations. Once a year, a large group of multiple families would gather at a lake resort in Wisconsin. Uncles, cousins, brothers, sisters, even unrelated family friends would all come and go over a few-week period...
“Afternoon delight, cocktails and moonlit nights, that dreamy look in your eye, give me a tropical contact high Way down in Kokomo” – from “Kokomo” by The Beach Boys Back in my collegiate days in Philadelphia, I lived at home with my parents and commuted to the campus via train; every day. During my freshman year, I met and fell hopelessly in love with a cute Irish girl who lived only a few blocks from our home. Peggy was...
My long blonde hair tossed from side to side as my head swayed in perfect harmony with David's cock as it was fucking my pussy vigorously. My clitoris protruded like a small penis, as it always does when being sexually aroused. While my love juices sprayed in torrents soaking David, I was experiencing the delights of rediscovering the pleasures of multiple orgasms. My pussy was steaming as my back arched as I met his powe...
It was a chilly Saturday night in the small town where I went to college, the kind of Saturday night that left you looking for good ways to stay warm. It was early in my freshman year. I was at a party talking to some friends when I noticed a redhead who popped into the room. She had short but wavy hair, not straight but not too curly, and one of the nicest figures I had ever seen. As I circulated around the room, I was k...
I had hoped that our aerospace conference would have been in Las Vegas, LA or even Chicago. Nope, Topeka, Kansas, fuck. Well, at least that forced me to meet some folks because I didn't think the nightlife in Topeka would be hopping. The first day of four, I met Patricia. She was about my age maybe a little younger, five foot seven tall, with slender built, dark hair cut just below the ears, green eyes that looked like th...
