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Susan makes some reckless choices.
"As you've probably guessed, this story is a continuation of College Girls, Chapter 2"
Kate wanted to ride shotgun, which meant that Susan would be sitting next to either Peter or the other guy, Luke, for the next few hours. Neither seemed like a good choice. Luke was one of Kate's ex-boyfriends – Susan remembered him vaguely from earlier in the year. He was a typical Kate cast-off: linebacker-sized and annoyingly crude. It occurred to Susan that having him along would be awkward for both Luke and Kate, but they didn't seem to mind.
“As you’ve probably guessed, this story is a continuation of College Girls, Chapter 2″
Kate wanted to ride shotgun, which meant that Susan would be sitting next to either Peter or the other guy, Luke, for the next few hours. Neither seemed like a good choice. Luke was one of Kate’s ex-boyfriends – Susan remembered him vaguely from earlier in the year. He was a typical Kate cast-off: linebacker-sized and annoyingly crude. It occurred to Susan that having him along would be awkward for both Luke and Kate, but they didn’t seem to mind. Read more »
First vacation with my girl got wild on the nude beach.
The first time I went away on vacation alone with my girlfriend proved to be an eye-opener to say the least for this young man. Michelle was nineteen, a tall five-nine, with a beautifully-proportioned figure featuring long legs and a full heart-shaped ass which looked great in her bikini. Her eyes had a mesmeric quality, bright green and dazzling beneath a strawberry-blonde sweeping mane, complimented by her high cheekbones and full lips. She had a smile to match her eyes for illumination and I'd be lying if I didn't admit that her full breasts were the cherry, or cherries, on the cake.
The first time I went away on vacation alone with my girlfriend proved to be an eye-opener to say the least for this young man. Michelle was nineteen, a tall five-nine, with a beautifully-proportioned figure featuring long legs and a full heart-shaped ass which looked great in her bikini. Her eyes had a mesmeric quality, bright green and dazzling beneath a strawberry-blonde sweeping mane, complimented by her high cheekbones and full lips. She had a smile to match her eyes for illumination and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that her full breasts were the cherry, or cherries, on the cake. Read more »
Vanessa loves it when Scott helps her explore her fantasies.
*"(More Adventures of Scott and Vanessa from "About That Night")"*
All my life I had dreamed of going to Italy. Well, anywhere, really; I had a professional-grade case of travel fever. But I had it particularly badly for Italy. So now that I was here, in Tuscany, with you -- the man who made me hotter than any man had ever made me before in my life -- I had pretty much been on a slow but sizzling burn for days.
We had been traveling together for nearly two weeks. This was the longest time we'd spent in each other's company, but it hadn't been difficult at all; we fit. We seemed to fit together so easily. We didn't always like the same things, but it never seemed to matter; we seemed to have no problem respecting each other's differences. And in one particular area, we were completely compatible -- sex.
*”(More Adventures of Scott and Vanessa from “About That Night”)”*
All my life I had dreamed of going to Italy. Well, anywhere, really; I had a professional-grade case of travel fever. But I had it particularly badly for Italy. So now that I was here, in Tuscany, with you — the man who made me hotter than any man had ever made me before in my life — I had pretty much been on a slow but sizzling burn for days.
We had been traveling together for nearly two weeks. This was the longest time we’d spent in each other’s company, but it hadn’t been difficult at all; we fit. We seemed to fit together so easily. We didn’t always like the same things, but it never seemed to matter; we seemed to have no problem respecting each other’s differences. And in one particular area, we were completely compatible — sex. Read more »
Pam's lust for Ron grows.
Their trip from the airport to the resort was uneventful. Ron had managed to not touch, rub, or think indecent thoughts, about Pam, Beth, or Amy for that matter. Even though he knew he was "allowed" to lust for Amy, given the propensity for his hair-trigger penis to fire to attention, he felt it best to avoid any distracting thoughts for the time being.
Their beach front resort was quite nice, with extensive grounds, pools, bars, etc. Their room, however, had been purchased with a budget in mind. It was a one-room efficiency unit. It was nice and clean, but not very big. The front room consisted of one double bed, a sofa bed, and a roll away cot leaning against the wall. The back of the unit was split, with the bathroom on the left, and a kitchenette to the right. There was a sliding door from the tiny kitchen to a cozy patio, which then connected directly to the pool area.
Their trip from the airport to the resort was uneventful. Ron had managed to not touch, rub, or think indecent thoughts, about Pam, Beth, or Amy for that matter. Even though he knew he was “allowed” to lust for Amy, given the propensity for his hair-trigger penis to fire to attention, he felt it best to avoid any distracting thoughts for the time being.
Their beach front resort was quite nice, with extensive grounds, pools, bars, etc. Their room, however, had been purchased with a budget in mind. It was a one-room efficiency unit. It was nice and clean, but not very big. The front room consisted of one double bed, a sofa bed, and a roll away cot leaning against the wall. The back of the unit was split, with the bathroom on the left, and a kitchenette to the right. There was a sliding door from the tiny kitchen to a cozy patio, which then connected directly to the pool area. Read more »
Joey loved the last ride so much.
"This is kind of a follow up to one of my previous stories, Ride Home from the Beach. "
My boyfriend Joe was really excited by all that happened on that first car ride I wrote about, I mean REALLY excited. It was all he could talk about for the week after and it always got him really horny talking about other guys seeing me nude and the trucker videotaping me as I got myself off. This had been my first real experience with a boyfriend who got off on having other guys see me. It kinda confused me at first, I thought maybe he was testing my loyalty or something, but it turns out that it was just as simple as it seemed. Joe got off on other guys seeing me bare ass. Period! Who woulda guessed? So, this story is sort of an extension on that first experience. It happened about 3 weeks after the initial car ride. Joe wanted to go back to the beach for the day, his old roommate was in town and he thought it would be cool to head out for some partying before school started up the fall session the following week. What I didn't know was that Joey had sent Richard an email describing in detail everything that happened on that ride home.
“This is kind of a follow up to one of my previous stories, Ride Home from the Beach. ”
My boyfriend Joe was really excited by all that happened on that first car ride I wrote about, I mean REALLY excited. It was all he could talk about for the week after and it always got him really horny talking about other guys seeing me nude and the trucker videotaping me as I got myself off. This had been my first real experience with a boyfriend who got off on having other guys see me. It kinda confused me at first, I thought maybe he was testing my loyalty or something, but it turns out that it was just as simple as it seemed. Joe got off on other guys seeing me bare ass. Period! Who woulda guessed? So, this story is sort of an extension on that first experience. It happened about 3 weeks after the initial car ride. Joe wanted to go back to the beach for the day, his old roommate was in town and he thought it would be cool to head out for some partying before school started up the fall session the following week. What I didn’t know was that Joey had sent Richard an email describing in detail everything that happened on that ride home. Read more »
Harry and Barbara complete their night of exhibitionism.
Harry replaced the cues in the rack and conducted Barbara back to their booth in the far room. They were both very thirsty, and Harry went to the bar and got two more bottles of beer. Nick looked at Harry quizzically but said nothing, which Harry appreciated. Nick was all right. As Harry started back to the other room, the main entrance door opened and a group of men came in and took seats at the bar. The first of the regulars. Nick began to serve them matter-of -factly, knowing what each wanted before he ordered.
Harry replaced the cues in the rack and conducted Barbara back to their booth in the far room. They were both very thirsty, and Harry went to the bar and got two more bottles of beer. Nick looked at Harry quizzically but said nothing, which Harry appreciated. Nick was all right. As Harry started back to the other room, the main entrance door opened and a group of men came in and took seats at the bar. The first of the regulars. Nick began to serve them matter-of -factly, knowing what each wanted before he ordered. Read more »
Erica dreams of touching herself, but can't find release.
Jason Callahan had been an athletic star in the NCAA, and it had showed in his physique. As a member of the Yale swimming team, he had led the Bulldogs to a national title. He had broken Ivy League records. He had broken NCAA records. He had broken Olympic records.
And, for a period of four days last year, he'd resided in the Bullpen.
It was an honest enough exchange. ConnPharm provided him with the funding that he needed to pursue his swimming, and Jason, in turn, provided himself as a subject for medical research. Dr. Robert Van Guilder had been extremely interested in just how Jason's body worked. What was his lung capacity? How quickly did his pulse rise as he exercised? What was his metabolism like?
Jason Callahan had been an athletic star in the NCAA, and it had showed in his physique. As a member of the Yale swimming team, he had led the Bulldogs to a national title. He had broken Ivy League records. He had broken NCAA records. He had broken Olympic records.
And, for a period of four days last year, he’d resided in the Bullpen.
It was an honest enough exchange. ConnPharm provided him with the funding that he needed to pursue his swimming, and Jason, in turn, provided himself as a subject for medical research. Dr. Robert Van Guilder had been extremely interested in just how Jason’s body worked. What was his lung capacity? How quickly did his pulse rise as he exercised? What was his metabolism like? Read more »
Couple cuts loose at Mardi Gras.
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"AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a sketch: an unpolished story. I'm used to writing in a 3rd person omniscient voice but the genre really lends itself to the immediacy and intimacy of 1st person so I'm trying it out here. The first time around, I wrote this bit in present tense – which was fun to write but just a bit too distracting to read. The one bit of editing has been to slow it down into past tense. Beware... it's possible I missed a few edits.
My request for you, dear reader, is that if you bother to read this story at all, take a moment to rate it and leave a comment. Tell me how the first person strikes you, the tone of the narrative, even the ever-controversial loving-wife/slut-wife crossover content.
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“AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is a sketch: an unpolished story. I’m used to writing in a 3rd person omniscient voice but the genre really lends itself to the immediacy and intimacy of 1st person so I’m trying it out here. The first time around, I wrote this bit in present tense – which was fun to write but just a bit too distracting to read. The one bit of editing has been to slow it down into past tense. Beware… it’s possible I missed a few edits.
My request for you, dear reader, is that if you bother to read this story at all, take a moment to rate it and leave a comment. Tell me how the first person strikes you, the tone of the narrative, even the ever-controversial loving-wife/slut-wife crossover content. Read more »
Shannon dances in a strip club.
"Author's Note: Welcome to the continuing tale of Shannon. Please note that with her diminished reluctance, this chapter has been submitted under the more appropriate category."
It was a little after midday and we were driving south along the beachfront down to where the bars and clubs were located. It was only a few minutes down the road and I hardly had time to gather my thoughts.
For someone who had never taken her sexuality outside the walls of her home, I'd done more flashing today than I thought I'd ever do! Well... It wasn't "really" flashing. More 'flaunting', I guess. God, I felt so deliciously wicked. Driving down the road in the white Mustang was having the now familiar effect of clicking the Ben Wah balls inside me. My nipples were tingling and the wind blew my blonde hair around my face.
“Author’s Note: Welcome to the continuing tale of Shannon. Please note that with her diminished reluctance, this chapter has been submitted under the more appropriate category.”
It was a little after midday and we were driving south along the beachfront down to where the bars and clubs were located. It was only a few minutes down the road and I hardly had time to gather my thoughts.
For someone who had never taken her sexuality outside the walls of her home, I’d done more flashing today than I thought I’d ever do! Well… It wasn’t “really” flashing. More ‘flaunting’, I guess. God, I felt so deliciously wicked. Driving down the road in the white Mustang was having the now familiar effect of clicking the Ben Wah balls inside me. My nipples were tingling and the wind blew my blonde hair around my face. Read more »
Sabine surprises her new roommate.
\ It had been a couple of weeks and nothing had happened. I hadn"t heard from Rebecca or Amy and my roommate, I am sure, didn"t believe me. Looking at me how could anyone think I would take off my clothes? I was plain, small breasted and had started wearing jeans and heavy tops again. The skirt and no panty rule was a thing of the past. I looked like any ordinary college girl.
After that night when I let the boys strip me and I walked out naked I was fine until the next morning. Then I started to think how stupid that was. I was sure that the boys would tell their friends and a lot of people would know that I had been naked at an off campus party. That would surely get back to the school and it was a church affiliated one. One that certainly would not look very happily at one of its female students running around naked.
\ It had been a couple of weeks and nothing had happened. I hadn”t heard from Rebecca or Amy and my roommate, I am sure, didn”t believe me. Looking at me how could anyone think I would take off my clothes? I was plain, small breasted and had started wearing jeans and heavy tops again. The skirt and no panty rule was a thing of the past. I looked like any ordinary college girl.
After that night when I let the boys strip me and I walked out naked I was fine until the next morning. Then I started to think how stupid that was. I was sure that the boys would tell their friends and a lot of people would know that I had been naked at an off campus party. That would surely get back to the school and it was a church affiliated one. One that certainly would not look very happily at one of its female students running around naked. Read more »