I’m Bruce, I am thirty-six years old and work as a general building contractor. I was married to my high-school sweetheart in high school. It takes six months for a divorce to finalize in my state and today the six months is up. Our twins are in their first year of college. We were renting and had a beat-up old car. My now ex-wife has a nice job so she didn’t ask for anything. I moved out and rented a small two bedroom ho...

Some friends mentioned that my recent vacation exploits would translate well into erotica and suggested I post it. It's long, so I'll post it in a few sections. Quick background on me: (well, I guess you can see my profile for the basics), 28, never married, no kids, raised in a nudist household. I'm bi and have been seeing a guy for about a year (which is a very long time for me). His name is Tom, he'll be 50 this year,...

Brad's door was closed. Ashley knocked. “Come in,” he hollered. Ashley pushed the door open. She looked at the clothes strewn around the room. “Yuck, you really need to clean this place,” she snapped. Brad had just cinched the belt to his jeans. Ashley looked at his bare chest and imagined what was hidden below the belt. “I'm on my way to Jarrad's so I can't do it today.” Brad looked up. His stepsister was wearing a strin...

I was standing on the ledge with my back to the wall in the deep-end of the swimming pool. She swam toward me gracefully and grabbed the rail behind me. “You’re my captive,” she said playfully, “And I won’t let you go.” She smiled, pulling herself toward me and bouncing her breasts lightly against my chest. I looked down as she did so, watching her ample ripe mounds of flesh in the tiniest of yellow bikini tops bobbing in...

George had seen her topless, even kissed her while Jarrad had his hand between her legs. Brad had been there too, his fingers playing with her bare nipples. She had been in the backyard pool with her stepbrother and two of his friends. The bottom of a string bikini was all she had been wearing. Ashley and Brad had been thrown together a few years earlier when his mother had married her father. They were now in the den awa...

“Brad, I need some help,” Ashley hollered from the door of her room. She was wearing a towel, open down the side, with, quite clearly, nothing under it. She hastily sat down at her dressing table and awaited her stepbrother's arrival. “Shit,” Brad mumbled aloud, “Done something wrong with her computer again.” He was in the kitchen playing a game on his iPhone. “Yes,” he shouted, “I'll be right there.” He reluctantly ended...

Ashley stepped out of the shower, naked and dripping wet. She grabbed a towel to dry herself while focusing on a most intriguing question: what would she wear? Ashley was preparing to join her stepbrother, Brad, and his best friend Jarrad. She expected that whatever she chose to wear, she wouldn't be wearing it long. Ashley had spent the afternoon with the two of them at the family's backyard pool. She had been wearing a...

Earlier that morning, while wearing only a worn dress shirt and panties, Ashley had sat down to breakfast with her stepbrother Brad. From there, things had progressed rapidly. Before the morning was over, the shirt was unbuttoned, the panties were gone and she had danced, nearly naked, with Brad and two other guys. It was now almost noon and Ashley was alone in her room. The way she had started the morning, wearing nothin...

The sound of a gentle splash brought Derek to his apartment window. The view from the second story provided him a clear look at the tree-rimmed pool. It was late, nearly eleven, and the pool closed, even to adults, at ten. As the ripples at the edge of the pool faded, a slender form swam along the bottom before rising up in the center of the water. Kelly. Derek had noticed her plenty of times. Her heels clicking and firm...

Kara was looking forward to an afternoon swim with Tommy and his cousin Bill. She was pretty sure Bill would like her to be naked, but she was equally sure Tommy wasn't ready for that. She didn't think she was either - maybe topless, but not all the way. She would wear the yellow string thing she had bought to wear in France. Then if Tommy was okay with it, and she had the nerve for it, she might lose the top. Unfortunate...

One hot summer's day in late August, I took a walk down to the beach to have a swim. I walked to a cove where no one was around and dived into the turquoise water, feeling alive. I swam further, closed my eyes and raised my face to the sun. I then went under the water and gagged when I gulped a bit of seawater. A male swimmer had pushed me. "Hey!" I shouted. The swimmer looked back and turned around. He watched as I swam...

Kara's mother had been killed in a car wreck three years earlier. Shortly after, Kara and her father, (she was an only child), had tried to escape the memories of the tragedy by moving across town. Their new house was not much larger than what they had before, but the lots in this part of town were spacious, generally an acre or more. The new house also had a swimming pool and gazebo. Although Kara had left her old friend...

I was constantly aware of how my breasts looked. They were pretty big for my height. When I was sixteen years old, I was 5’2’’ and only 100lbs. My cup size was 30D and I knew how other guys looked at me. I loved how my breasts could make heads turn and sometimes get me things that others wouldn’t get. For example, if I were to pull my shirt down just a little bit, Starbucks coffee would suddenly come free. I used this to...

I was working as a manager at this beautiful lodge. I took care of bookings, house holding and meals to guests that had breakfast and dinner.  After a couple of days there, I knew every guest at the lodge and what they needed and where. Those who had meals were all made by me and not the kitchen staff. All and all, I enjoyed my work. Each morning around six am the first thing I did, was take a few laps in the pool. It was...