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The Descent of Lela Ch. 01
Naive college student starts on a path of perversion.
*Chapter 1: The Beginning*
Ballroom dancing will get you laid. It is a gospel truth, as will any half-attractive guy that can whirl around the floor convincingly will tell you. Asking a girl to dance, then making her look beautiful and graceful, and finishing it with a flourish of a dip is a recipe for making her warm, wet clay in your hands. It taps into an unspoken wish females have, hearkening back to fairytales and Ginger Rogers. Ballroom dancing is such an innocent pastime, compared to today's grinding on a dance floor in obvious, mocking, imitations of sex. The press of thighs and hips together in a tango, the firmness in his hand as she arches her back into him, the physical exertion making them sweat. It is tease on the dance floor. It makes me hot just talking about it.
*Chapter 1: The Beginning*
Ballroom dancing will get you laid. It is a gospel truth, as will any half-attractive guy that can whirl around the floor convincingly will tell you. Asking a girl to dance, then making her look beautiful and graceful, and finishing it with a flourish of a dip is a recipe for making her warm, wet clay in your hands. It taps into an unspoken wish females have, hearkening back to fairytales and Ginger Rogers. Ballroom dancing is such an innocent pastime, compared to today’s grinding on a dance floor in obvious, mocking, imitations of sex. The press of thighs and hips together in a tango, the firmness in his hand as she arches her back into him, the physical exertion making them sweat. It is tease on the dance floor. It makes me hot just talking about it. Read more »
The Adventures of Kathleen M.
She discovers she has a kinky side.
"As told to Just Plain Bob by Kathleen M.
This is the story of Kathleen M., a young housewife and mother who unexpectedly finds that she has a kinky side. Come join us as we follow Kathleen on her journey of discovery."
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Kathleen looked out the window of the eighteenth floor hotel room at the hustle and bustle going on in the alley below and wondered again why she and Rick were there in the hotel. It seemed like a silly expense. Granted, it was a special occasion - her thirty-first birthday AND their tenth anniversary - and they planned to spend the night drinking and dancing, but home was only twenty-five minutes away by commuter train so it wasn't as if they had to worry about driving under the influence. Oh well, it was what Rick wanted to do so why should she care.
“As told to Just Plain Bob by Kathleen M.
This is the story of Kathleen M., a young housewife and mother who unexpectedly finds that she has a kinky side. Come join us as we follow Kathleen on her journey of discovery.”
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Kathleen looked out the window of the eighteenth floor hotel room at the hustle and bustle going on in the alley below and wondered again why she and Rick were there in the hotel. It seemed like a silly expense. Granted, it was a special occasion - her thirty-first birthday AND their tenth anniversary - and they planned to spend the night drinking and dancing, but home was only twenty-five minutes away by commuter train so it wasn’t as if they had to worry about driving under the influence. Oh well, it was what Rick wanted to do so why should she care. Read more »
Surfing at Shannon’s Beach Ch. 01
Surfer makes a sexy discovery.
"Special thanks to Angel Love for her help in editing this story. Let me know if you enjoy the story. Thanks."
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Liam paddled along in his kayak, skimming across the early morning swells as he headed south along the beach. He was bobbing along about one hundred and fifty yards off the shoreline, just outside of where the waves started to peak and break along the shore. The last layers of morning mist were burning off, as the sun crept higher and higher in the eastern sky.
Liam's kayak was two man rig that gave him plenty of room to carry his surfboard, a small back pack, and a flexible cooler that he had loaded down with bottles of water and a few snacks. He had set off early from the beach just north of the national park, passing a few early morning fishermen, to explore for new surf spots along the deserted coastline. In the last hour, he had gone a few miles south of where he had started and had not seen anyone or anything, with the exception of a few pods of dolphins.
“Special thanks to Angel Love for her help in editing this story. Let me know if you enjoy the story. Thanks.”
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Liam paddled along in his kayak, skimming across the early morning swells as he headed south along the beach. He was bobbing along about one hundred and fifty yards off the shoreline, just outside of where the waves started to peak and break along the shore. The last layers of morning mist were burning off, as the sun crept higher and higher in the eastern sky.
Liam’s kayak was two man rig that gave him plenty of room to carry his surfboard, a small back pack, and a flexible cooler that he had loaded down with bottles of water and a few snacks. He had set off early from the beach just north of the national park, passing a few early morning fishermen, to explore for new surf spots along the deserted coastline. In the last hour, he had gone a few miles south of where he had started and had not seen anyone or anything, with the exception of a few pods of dolphins. Read more »
Suburban Sweetheart
Strangers on a train get off together.
I tend to zone out on the train journey home, disappear into my own world for the thirty-minute trip and avoid everyone else. I was on my way to doing this when I looked up to see the woman opposite me. She was older, I guessed around forty-five or so, but attractive and very sweet looking, her face seemed to smile even though she wasn't. She looked like the type of woman who'd get left behind, considered too nice and dumped in favour of someone sexier. This appealed to me though. I looked down to her hands, fingers entwined and resting on her legs. There was no ring to be seen. I glanced up and her eyes caught mine and glistened slightly, enough to notice, not overtly so to cause any real meaning. Her face carried on looking happy.
I tend to zone out on the train journey home, disappear into my own world for the thirty-minute trip and avoid everyone else. I was on my way to doing this when I looked up to see the woman opposite me. She was older, I guessed around forty-five or so, but attractive and very sweet looking, her face seemed to smile even though she wasn’t. She looked like the type of woman who’d get left behind, considered too nice and dumped in favour of someone sexier. This appealed to me though. I looked down to her hands, fingers entwined and resting on her legs. There was no ring to be seen. I glanced up and her eyes caught mine and glistened slightly, enough to notice, not overtly so to cause any real meaning. Her face carried on looking happy. Read more »
Sophie’s Pale Parts
He walks in on the wrong sister in the bathroom.
It was her little sister who was standing there when I opened the door, her white breasts and loins facing me. She was just stepping out of her bikini bottom, which held her ankles and stopped her moving far. When she heard the door open she froze a moment in shock, then turned away so that I could see her bare white bottom too. It was long enough for me to mutter an apology and back out.
But I had loved what I had seen. Tans do nothing for me, and while they're inevitable on a beach holiday, I love the privateness of the pale parts, never exposed to anyone but the most intimate. My girlfriend Judy had several times set me on guard duty while she had stripped off to sunbathe in a secluded hollow of the beach. She was trying to get rid of her tan lines, and I didn't have the heart to tell her how much they turned me on. Little Sophie's appearance was perfect.
It was her little sister who was standing there when I opened the door, her white breasts and loins facing me. She was just stepping out of her bikini bottom, which held her ankles and stopped her moving far. When she heard the door open she froze a moment in shock, then turned away so that I could see her bare white bottom too. It was long enough for me to mutter an apology and back out.
But I had loved what I had seen. Tans do nothing for me, and while they’re inevitable on a beach holiday, I love the privateness of the pale parts, never exposed to anyone but the most intimate. My girlfriend Judy had several times set me on guard duty while she had stripped off to sunbathe in a secluded hollow of the beach. She was trying to get rid of her tan lines, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her how much they turned me on. Little Sophie’s appearance was perfect. Read more »
Sharon
Watching another couple in the thows of passion.
Sharon was the most fantastic woman I had ever met. She was only 5'1", but had the boobs, waist and hips of a playmate and the brains of a Nobel Prize winner. We dated for a year in college and I talked her into moving in with me in our junior year. The money was tight but we made love every night and I was thrilled to have such a wonderful woman sharing my tiny apartment.
After six months of poverty, school and sex, Sharon was happy but missing a few of the basic comforts that she was accustom to. Her cousin Beth lived in the same town and had a good job. Beth's boyfriend Eli, also had a great job and they had just bought a large house together. Shortly after buying the house, Eli's overtime hours were cut back and they suddenly had a difficult time making mortgage payments. Beth and Eli decided to sublet the two extra bedrooms to college students. After a few weeks of interviewing potential tenants, Beth suggested that Sharon and I could move into one of the rooms and pay rent. This would leave the remaining bedroom available as an office and guest room for both couples.
Sharon was the most fantastic woman I had ever met. She was only 5′1″, but had the boobs, waist and hips of a playmate and the brains of a Nobel Prize winner. We dated for a year in college and I talked her into moving in with me in our junior year. The money was tight but we made love every night and I was thrilled to have such a wonderful woman sharing my tiny apartment.
After six months of poverty, school and sex, Sharon was happy but missing a few of the basic comforts that she was accustom to. Her cousin Beth lived in the same town and had a good job. Beth’s boyfriend Eli, also had a great job and they had just bought a large house together. Shortly after buying the house, Eli’s overtime hours were cut back and they suddenly had a difficult time making mortgage payments. Beth and Eli decided to sublet the two extra bedrooms to college students. After a few weeks of interviewing potential tenants, Beth suggested that Sharon and I could move into one of the rooms and pay rent. This would leave the remaining bedroom available as an office and guest room for both couples. Read more »