This story is about a fun time that my husband, Mark and I had many years ago at an exotic lingerie store, in which my tits played a key role. Mark is crazy about my tits, and though I don’t mean to boast, most guys seem to really love them, especially my big, dark nipples. Mark is always trying to pull my top down when we’re out and about, and he loves it when I flash my tits in public places. And I don’t mind his obsess...

The cell phone sounds off loudly, making me press down on the volume buttons. My head snaps up, my eyes shift from left to right as the receptionist across from me looks at me curiously. I give her a soft smile before looking back at my phone. My smile becomes a genuine, all-out grin as I see his name. DarkPrince: And how is your day today, beautiful? Looking back up, my eyes target the receptionist as she types away on h...

 Eli sat in the darkness of his living room repeating the night's events in his mind. The smell of her still intoxicating him. The smooth wet feeling of her womanhood against his hand. Her soft moans still echoing in his ears. His cock was extremely hard thinking of it all. He had to have her and the sooner the better. As he sat there pumping his cock to the memory, his orgasm was unlike any other. The exploding pleasure...

The room was dark. The curtains drawn. The sheets rumpled and thrown around. I stood at the door gazing around the room. Clothes thrown everywhere and the smell that comes frm not opening windows for days. At the end of the room across the four poster bed sprawled a man, tan skin dulled from the dark that had saturated this cave for weeks now. Sandy hair touseled across his forehead, he muttered in his sleep, unsettled by...

Now this is the perfect day and the perfect way to just kick back and relax. On the beach on a beautiful warm day listening to the waves and smelling that salty ocean air. There are plenty of people enjoying themselves and,, most importantly, plenty of beautiful women around. I don’t know why, but that woman standing down there really caught my attention. She is standing, looking out over the water with her backside towar...

Tonight is the night.  It has to be.  Anticipation drew in her soul tight. Celeste stared through the statue’s eyes at the crumbling red brick below.  Spanish moss clumped at her cracked toes, early morning fog saturating what she could see of the air in her peripheral vision.  Molded in place, she had all her senses and none of her muscularity.   It’d been three hundred years.  Three hundred years since the night that wi...

A sextape from my girlfriend's sister arrives... About a week after my first caning of Ann’s sister, Emma, I was sitting at home alone one evening when I received an email from her. This in itself wasn’t unusual as she often sent us stuff she thought we’d like. More often than not it was discount vouchers for Ann’s favourite shops. This time, however, the email was just addressed to me and contained a simple message, “I t...

Roger and I slowly left the beach. He reached out his hand to take mine, and we walked along like a love sick couple. We worked our way along the water's edge, then slowly up the goat track to get to the top of the cliffs. Roger insisted on me walking ahead of him. I know he loves to look up my skirt, but he was particularly grabby, too. He was horny.....and so was I.Witnessing Sofia take on Andreas, Dimitris and Kostas,...

“Open your mouth,” she sternly directs me. I feel her straddling my back as I lay prone on my stomach. I look at the alarm clock. 6:33 a.m. I’m completely nude, somehow unaware that she has managed to tie my now spread legs and arms to the four posts of our king sized bed. I sleep naked so that part is not a surprise, but how she's managed to strap me down without my waking, I shall never know. Either way, I am completely...

My husband (Roger) and I are not swingers, but we are exhibitionists.  He loves to show me off to other men, especially at the beach.  We live in Europe, so he insists on me going topless and wearing only a tiny thong to sunbathe in.  My husband likes to see the effect I have on other men.This is a true story that took place on the beautiful Greek island of Skiathos.  I am a little nervous writing this, as my husband does...

Will and Jenna started dating and were always seen at Sun Valley.  Jenna quickly became comfortable among the hundreds of nudists at Sun Valley.  She had her own following of male admirers just as Will had his group of female followers who adored engaging him in conversation, touching his arm, tapping his ass, and giving a playful tug to his penis.  Jenna could be seen running up to naked men in their twenties, thirties,...

Will Lather and Jenna Towns met during their first year of teaching at Waterbury High School.  Will was hired to teach PE and coach the cross-country team.  Jenna taught math and sponsored the “mathletes” academic club.Will and Jenna are now in their third year of teaching.  They both have become comfortable with their teaching and were quickly becoming very popular teachers among the students and their colleagues.Will ha...