The dress was easier to describe by what it lacked than what it did not. It had no sleeves, no back, no sides and almost no front; the wide draping cowl of the neckline plunging down to a point well below the tiny vertical slit of her belly button. The long, ruched skirt rode low and tight on her hips, all of her back to her tailbone open to the night air. The skirt's slit was in front and high, stopping just a small hand...
Susan searched through her wardrobe for the perfect bikini to wear while sailing with her husband Michael and Chinese boyfriend Martin. It would be their first time sailing together and she wanted the experience to be special for them. After some contemplation, she settled on a very sexy black slingshot monokini; a tiny g-string attached to two tiny triangles that just covered her nipples, and were held together by two th...
It was meant to be a sailor’s myth. Nevertheless, Captain Hilary Jeffries wanted to find proof of it one way or another. So she got a small crew of the finest women and they set out for it. They were heading out to Sappho’s Cove: a mythical island where only women were allowed. Men were… discouraged from trying to look for it. It was the perfect place for a lesbian pirate and skilled crew of sapphic swashbucklers to find...
Julie glanced out the window and saw a vision walking toward the restaurant. He was tall, with long black hair, and well-defined muscles with the body of a gymnast rather than that of a weightlifter. He had the dark complexion of one of the Mediterranean countries. He was the hottest guy she had ever seen. “Sally, if ‘Mr. Bangable’ comes up, seat him in my section,” Julie told her coworker. She and Sally were two of the t...
The white hulled fifty-foot cruiser looked beautiful as the morning sun cast its spell over her teak deck. Alexa slipped off her canvas deck shoes and stepped up through the side gate in the railing. The soft teak under her bare feet brought a stunning smile to her face as she turned towards John. Stepping onboard behind her, he watched the smile of a true sailor. It thrilled him to have her all to himself. His invitation...
The pain from the pressure in my bladder, woke me the next morning. I lifted my head and knew by the faint glow coming from the hatch above, that it must be close to dawn. The air was cold but snuggled in against Aaron; I was beautifully warm and did not want to move. I dropped my head back to the pillow, knowing I had to brave the transom, but not wanting to get out of the lovely warm bed. I stretched and felt unfamiliar...
They walked hand in hand down the secluded beach carrying their shoes in their hands. “This place is just glorious,” Elizabeth said, shaking her head as the breeze blew through her hair. “Why doesn’t everyone want to live here? The beach is beautiful. The sound of the waves is soothing.” “And my bride is beautiful in the moonlight,” he said as he squeezed her hand. “She’s also beautiful when she’s standing naked in the ra...
Michelle and Bob got up early the next morning and got ready for their month-long excursion. The plan was to sail to Cabo San Lucas, a week-long sailing trip, and then spend two weeks in Cabo enjoying what the Mexican resort town had to offer. Most of the packing had been done in the previous days, so all that was left was to bring any last-minute additions and stow them aboard. Bob had fueled the 'Michelle' and charged...
Parked in an Alameda Avenue bus stop, mind retching turned to dry heaves then sighs. I finally composed myself, restarted the car and drove back on the Alameda just as a bus arrived in my rear-view mirror to claim its space where I’d trespassed. The purpose of coming, to attend Santa Clara University's, Parent's Day, put me back to functional mode. At the University, I first attended Mass at its Mission, one of the twenty...
It’s 1880 and America is still recovering from its Civil War and trying to come back together as a country. In an effort to help unite the country once more and rally the nation to one purpose, Boston University decided to embark on an expedition to search for the fabled Amazon capital, Choque Cota somewhere in the deepest regions of the Amazon jungle… Dr. James Anderson was an anthropologist and the head of the universit...
Donna loved to dance, almost as much as she loved to flirt. She was dancing with my buddy, Joe, rubbing her braless tits against his chest and letting him play with her ass. Not only had she started the night without underwear, but throughout the evening, the buttons on her blouse, one by one, had become 'accidentally' undone, until, only the one at her waist was left. On the dance floor, she repeatedly pulled the top tog...
My name is Pam, I am seventeen. On my school holidays I wanted to learn how to sail, so joined a sailing club. Being a female with no experience in sailing did not endear me to most of the guys who were keen sailors. It was considered a sport for guys only. A very few girls did sail but were normally girlfriends of the skippers. I was breaking new ground as girls were only considered good for one thing and I was probabl...
It was early summer and I would need to take my vacation before those of my colleagues with families. My destination for this holiday was a sailing school based in an old converted Mersey ferry, moored permanently in the Salcombe River estuary.I was there for a sanity check on my progress since last year. So, no single-handed dinghy sailing, but assisted by an Instructor, assessing my capabilities. I was paired with Sue,...
There's a lovely lady here,that I'd love to love.that I'd pay to endear,to cuddle, kiss, and hug.Snug as a bug in her arms,this grateful man would be,like a lovely sailing ship,cradled on the sea.Cradled on a velvet sea,as gentle as her hands,that is how I'd truly feel,to be her only man.To feel her near when I arose,in the morning with the sun,my reason to be here o so clear,when my working day was done.I would let her d...
During the evening, Samantha alternated dances between Tommy and me. No one could doubt that she loved dancing and flirting. By ten o'clock, all but one button on her blouse had 'accidentally' come undone, making it even more exciting when she danced with the occasional stranger. For Samantha, the tease was all part of the fun. We’d been on the lookout for another girl who might want to go on a night sail with us, but so...
