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James and Louisa visit a nude beach.
James and Louisa trod carefully through a dense, heavily wooded buffer zone and emerged onto a breathtaking stretch of white, sandy beach with the shimmering green of the Atlantic Ocean beyond. It looked like paradise.
Apollo Beach, one of the most pristine stretches of oceanfront on Florida's west coast, was wonderfully isolated and entirely devoid of looming high-rises and tacky boardwalks. The day was bright but brisk, and the ocean breeze was salty and bracing.
"So, where is everybody?" asked Louisa.
James and Louisa trod carefully through a dense, heavily wooded buffer zone and emerged onto a breathtaking stretch of white, sandy beach with the shimmering green of the Atlantic Ocean beyond. It looked like paradise.
Apollo Beach, one of the most pristine stretches of oceanfront on Florida’s west coast, was wonderfully isolated and entirely devoid of looming high-rises and tacky boardwalks. The day was bright but brisk, and the ocean breeze was salty and bracing.
“So, where is everybody?” asked Louisa. Read more »
Naked and barefoot in the rain.
It took some convincing but Jenna reluctantly agreed to go and sit naked with me at the table while we waited for Ed to get us a little snack. We had been drinking quite a bit and I for one really needed something to eat. Luckily they do have a kitchen and serve food. Jenna was obviously nervous but also seemed to enjoy sharing the spotlight with me as we sat here naked. At last Ed returned with some appetizers and Jenna appeared to relax a little. As we sat there talking about the auction we had a constant parade of people, mostly men stop by to say hello as they openly ogled us.
It took some convincing but Jenna reluctantly agreed to go and sit naked with me at the table while we waited for Ed to get us a little snack. We had been drinking quite a bit and I for one really needed something to eat. Luckily they do have a kitchen and serve food. Jenna was obviously nervous but also seemed to enjoy sharing the spotlight with me as we sat here naked. At last Ed returned with some appetizers and Jenna appeared to relax a little. As we sat there talking about the auction we had a constant parade of people, mostly men stop by to say hello as they openly ogled us. Read more »
She learns the power of a top with no bra.
PART ONE
Even when I was 18 I was fascinated by the amazing power and attention received by wearing a top with no bra. The first time it happened was quite a shock for me.
We were camping in the mountains with the Terry family who had been friends for years, on the banks of a quiet river. The last time we had done this was 2 years prior, and in the intervening years I had changed from adolescent teenager, into teenager with considerably more shape to me. We all arrived pretty late after the long drive, and rushed about unloading cars full of tents and bags, removing bikes and canoes from roof racks, and generally making the camp comfortable for the next 5 days stay.
PART ONE
Even when I was 18 I was fascinated by the amazing power and attention received by wearing a top with no bra. The first time it happened was quite a shock for me.
We were camping in the mountains with the Terry family who had been friends for years, on the banks of a quiet river. The last time we had done this was 2 years prior, and in the intervening years I had changed from adolescent teenager, into teenager with considerably more shape to me. We all arrived pretty late after the long drive, and rushed about unloading cars full of tents and bags, removing bikes and canoes from roof racks, and generally making the camp comfortable for the next 5 days stay. Read more »
John & Lori visit a museum of men.
"Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for mature audiences. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments welcomed."
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The next morning Lori decided on a cultural adventure - or at least that was what she told me. It might have been cultural for her, but it was not at all cultural for my cock.
She said she wanted to go to a museum across town to learn more about the history of the female dominant culture. We did go to a museum, true, but it was no ordinary museum. Instead, I discovered the most shocking place I ever visited. Not in my wildest imaginations did I ever imagine such a place could exist.
“Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for mature audiences. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments welcomed.”
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The next morning Lori decided on a cultural adventure - or at least that was what she told me. It might have been cultural for her, but it was not at all cultural for my cock.
She said she wanted to go to a museum across town to learn more about the history of the female dominant culture. We did go to a museum, true, but it was no ordinary museum. Instead, I discovered the most shocking place I ever visited. Not in my wildest imaginations did I ever imagine such a place could exist. Read more »
Kara is pleased by teasing three young men.
"Copyright 2006 Trace Ekies. All rights reserved."
There was one more month 'til graduation, after which Kara would become an associate attorney with Grayson and Locke in Dallas. They employed nearly five hundred attorneys world-wide, about two hundred of which were partners. At present there was only one female partner. With Kara's credentials she was all but assured of becoming the second female partner in one of the nation's most prestigious law firms.
George, Kara's boyfriend during most of law school, was going to clerk for a judge in San Francisco. With half a continent between them, their romance, which was more lust than love, was destined to fail. A week ago they had agreed to split now, rather than wait for the inevitable 'Dear John' letters that would certainly follow their physical separation.
“Copyright 2006 Trace Ekies. All rights reserved.”
There was one more month ’til graduation, after which Kara would become an associate attorney with Grayson and Locke in Dallas. They employed nearly five hundred attorneys world-wide, about two hundred of which were partners. At present there was only one female partner. With Kara’s credentials she was all but assured of becoming the second female partner in one of the nation’s most prestigious law firms.
George, Kara’s boyfriend during most of law school, was going to clerk for a judge in San Francisco. With half a continent between them, their romance, which was more lust than love, was destined to fail. A week ago they had agreed to split now, rather than wait for the inevitable ‘Dear John’ letters that would certainly follow their physical separation. Read more »
Carol turns the corner.
I met her one morning... I guess it would be week eight, in our relationship. Our weird, intense relationship.
She was wearing a loose little frock. It was designed to be worn over something else, like a body suit. Of course, she'd bypassed all that nonsense. It had a low, square scoop in front, and big arm holes. At the tops of her thighs, it had little v-shaped cuts up her legs, with two larger ones by each hip.
Her legs were the first thing you noticed. They were bare, gleaming, muscular, and the eyes naturally flowed from her round calves, up to her knees, up to her defined thighs, up to her hips. Before long, you realized that you were admiring her thighs, hips and stomach "through" her dress. It was gray, of a light, loose fabric that pressed against her body when she walked forward. When she was standing still, it hung off the curve of her breasts, hiding little.
I met her one morning… I guess it would be week eight, in our relationship. Our weird, intense relationship.
She was wearing a loose little frock. It was designed to be worn over something else, like a body suit. Of course, she’d bypassed all that nonsense. It had a low, square scoop in front, and big arm holes. At the tops of her thighs, it had little v-shaped cuts up her legs, with two larger ones by each hip.
Her legs were the first thing you noticed. They were bare, gleaming, muscular, and the eyes naturally flowed from her round calves, up to her knees, up to her defined thighs, up to her hips. Before long, you realized that you were admiring her thighs, hips and stomach “through” her dress. It was gray, of a light, loose fabric that pressed against her body when she walked forward. When she was standing still, it hung off the curve of her breasts, hiding little. Read more »
Rob and Tracy do some pre shopping.
It was three days till New Year's Eve. Trish and I had discussed going out, but the truth was, we really didn't want to have to face all of the amateur partiers that we knew we would run into that night, no matter where we decided to go.
I was sitting in the media room with Tracy.
'Do you have any plans for Friday night?' I asked her.
'There's a bunch of kids who want to go out, but nobody wants to pay for hotel rooms so we don't have to drive home. You know me. I don't care if they all want to get drunk, but I'd rather not be out on the streets with all of the crazies.'
It was three days till New Year’s Eve. Trish and I had discussed going out, but the truth was, we really didn’t want to have to face all of the amateur partiers that we knew we would run into that night, no matter where we decided to go.
I was sitting in the media room with Tracy.
‘Do you have any plans for Friday night?’ I asked her.
‘There’s a bunch of kids who want to go out, but nobody wants to pay for hotel rooms so we don’t have to drive home. You know me. I don’t care if they all want to get drunk, but I’d rather not be out on the streets with all of the crazies.’ Read more »
Lisa's exhibitions grow more frequent.
I'm not sure if it was the actually incidence, or the telling of the event that excited me most. Lisa had put on quite a display for the contractors that were working our basement. Every time I relive that episode in my mind, it gives me an erection (" see "A Tale to Tell"").
The thought of her being admired by other men (and even by women) in either a scant outfit or a sexy flash, drove me to ask Lisa to do it again, and again. I could tell from the way she paraded herself in front of the contractors, wearing just a t-shirt, cotton shorts, and nothing underneath, that she really got off doing it. The sex after they left was very hot for both of us!
I’m not sure if it was the actually incidence, or the telling of the event that excited me most. Lisa had put on quite a display for the contractors that were working our basement. Every time I relive that episode in my mind, it gives me an erection (” see “A Tale to Tell”").
The thought of her being admired by other men (and even by women) in either a scant outfit or a sexy flash, drove me to ask Lisa to do it again, and again. I could tell from the way she paraded herself in front of the contractors, wearing just a t-shirt, cotton shorts, and nothing underneath, that she really got off doing it. The sex after they left was very hot for both of us! Read more »