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Couple walks in park on way home one night.
We were on our way home from a night out, and Cindy felt the drinks she'd had, and needed to pee. We were approaching a large park so I turned quickly into the parking lot. It was about 10:30 at night, we'd had a few drinks, and were both feeling pretty horny anyway, so I jumped at the chance to stop. After all, we still had a whole 30 minutes left to drive to get home.
"Why wait?" I figured.
Of course Cindy was dressed sexily. She had on a short jean skirt, which buttoned up the front, a light blouse, and a light leather vest. We had been out honky-tonking, and she and her outfit had been the center of attention. She had attracted quite a few hungry, appreciative looks while we were drinking and dancing, and I know that added to her horniness. It sure added to mine.
We were on our way home from a night out, and Cindy felt the drinks she’d had, and needed to pee. We were approaching a large park so I turned quickly into the parking lot. It was about 10:30 at night, we’d had a few drinks, and were both feeling pretty horny anyway, so I jumped at the chance to stop. After all, we still had a whole 30 minutes left to drive to get home.
“Why wait?” I figured.
Of course Cindy was dressed sexily. She had on a short jean skirt, which buttoned up the front, a light blouse, and a light leather vest. We had been out honky-tonking, and she and her outfit had been the center of attention. She had attracted quite a few hungry, appreciative looks while we were drinking and dancing, and I know that added to her horniness. It sure added to mine. Read more »
A wife shows off.
This is a true accounting of a very recent adventure we had.
We are an average middle class mature couple in Seattle with a couple of grown kids that no longer live at home. My wife has had a rather poor self-image due to having kids, weight gains and loss and just the effects of time. Don't get me wrong, she's still a very attractive lady, but she doesn't see herself as one. Lately she's been getting into wearing more revealing clothes, sexy underwear and being more playful. It was this new playful part of her that made this "story" come true.
This is a true accounting of a very recent adventure we had.
We are an average middle class mature couple in Seattle with a couple of grown kids that no longer live at home. My wife has had a rather poor self-image due to having kids, weight gains and loss and just the effects of time. Don’t get me wrong, she’s still a very attractive lady, but she doesn’t see herself as one. Lately she’s been getting into wearing more revealing clothes, sexy underwear and being more playful. It was this new playful part of her that made this “story” come true. Read more »
She turns to nude modelling to make ends meet.
I was in my final year at university and, like all students, was always strapped for cash. To make up my grant I did life modeling for art sessions at schools and art clubs. Much of it is standard work such as standing in a room of spotty teenagers whist wearing a thirties style outfit with silly hats and heavy coats. There was an art society based in a village hall just out of town where I did some nude modeling for a bunch, mostly old ladies, all pretty bland. One of younger ladies, Lucia, who is in her late twenties was a part time teacher at the art college in town and asked me if I would do a nude session next week for £50. I couldn't really afford to say no so agreed to be there at the specified time. I knew I may have to put up with a load of 18-year-old boys looking me over, but for £50 I felt I could cope. Besides, I have no problems with showing off my body. I have always been told that I am sexy looking with a firm 36C-24-34 figure and natural tan (my dad is half Italian). I arrived with good time to prepare myself and was shown to where I could get myself ready by Lucia. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door and Lucia said that they were ready. As I walked out into the room I was confronted by her art class, the majority of whom were girls to my relief. I dropped my robe and got into the pose they wanted.
I was in my final year at university and, like all students, was always strapped for cash. To make up my grant I did life modeling for art sessions at schools and art clubs. Much of it is standard work such as standing in a room of spotty teenagers whist wearing a thirties style outfit with silly hats and heavy coats. There was an art society based in a village hall just out of town where I did some nude modeling for a bunch, mostly old ladies, all pretty bland. One of younger ladies, Lucia, who is in her late twenties was a part time teacher at the art college in town and asked me if I would do a nude session next week for £50. I couldn’t really afford to say no so agreed to be there at the specified time. I knew I may have to put up with a load of 18-year-old boys looking me over, but for £50 I felt I could cope. Besides, I have no problems with showing off my body. I have always been told that I am sexy looking with a firm 36C-24-34 figure and natural tan (my dad is half Italian). I arrived with good time to prepare myself and was shown to where I could get myself ready by Lucia. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on the door and Lucia said that they were ready. As I walked out into the room I was confronted by her art class, the majority of whom were girls to my relief. I dropped my robe and got into the pose they wanted. Read more »
18-year-old girls in class must finger off publicly.
*Chapter 2: The Biology Class*
Mr Beddington walked purposefully into the class of eighteen-year-olds at Beechwood High School sixth form. They were patiently awaiting his arrival. He placed his briefcase on the teacher's desk and looked around the class at the casually dressed boys and the girls who were totally naked except for a pair of four-inch heels. "Now, I understand that Mr Pettigrew has given you a general idea of the work of Professor Petsford. He, of course, will have dealt with it from the historical point of view and will have given you some idea of why the professor's work was so necessary in order to restore society and improve its structure. I shall be dealing with the biological side of the professor's work and we shall be examining the usefulness of the clitoris ring."
*Chapter 2: The Biology Class*
Mr Beddington walked purposefully into the class of eighteen-year-olds at Beechwood High School sixth form. They were patiently awaiting his arrival. He placed his briefcase on the teacher’s desk and looked around the class at the casually dressed boys and the girls who were totally naked except for a pair of four-inch heels. “Now, I understand that Mr Pettigrew has given you a general idea of the work of Professor Petsford. He, of course, will have dealt with it from the historical point of view and will have given you some idea of why the professor’s work was so necessary in order to restore society and improve its structure. I shall be dealing with the biological side of the professor’s work and we shall be examining the usefulness of the clitoris ring.” Read more »
College Prof finds glory holes, bi-sex, and more.
"Feedback is appreciated!"
I am a college professor in my early thirties. I"m bisexual. I"m more than a little bent, too, I guess. Anyway, this is how the story goes….
Shyla burst into the classroom crying. Right behind her came Amber, Kaylee, and Chase. The two girls went to their friend and comforted her as best they could; Shyla sat hunched over in the front corner seat of the small auditorium-styled room, her shoulders heaved with her sobs, her face was buried in her hands. The only intelligible sounds she made were "fucker" and "asshole". The rest was just general moaning.
“Feedback is appreciated!”
I am a college professor in my early thirties. I”m bisexual. I”m more than a little bent, too, I guess. Anyway, this is how the story goes….
Shyla burst into the classroom crying. Right behind her came Amber, Kaylee, and Chase. The two girls went to their friend and comforted her as best they could; Shyla sat hunched over in the front corner seat of the small auditorium-styled room, her shoulders heaved with her sobs, her face was buried in her hands. The only intelligible sounds she made were “fucker” and “asshole”. The rest was just general moaning. Read more »
Artist & model go beyond a professional relationship.
I could sense that Amy had been bursting to tell me where were going for our vacation but she kept it a secret right up until the night before our flight out of the country.
"Amy, you have to tell me where we're going."
"No, it's supposed to be a surprise."
"I promise I'll be just as surprised tonight as I would have been tomorrow, and I have to know eventually so if you don't tell me now, how do I know what to pack?"
"We agreed we'd go somewhere warm and sunny, and that's where we're going. So pack for warm and sunny. "
I could sense that Amy had been bursting to tell me where were going for our vacation but she kept it a secret right up until the night before our flight out of the country.
“Amy, you have to tell me where we’re going.”
“No, it’s supposed to be a surprise.”
“I promise I’ll be just as surprised tonight as I would have been tomorrow, and I have to know eventually so if you don’t tell me now, how do I know what to pack?”
“We agreed we’d go somewhere warm and sunny, and that’s where we’re going. So pack for warm and sunny. ” Read more »
Concert cellist gives the performance of her life, naked.
Cranford Manor stood out like a sparkling jewel in the night, the gravel in front of the house was littered with expensive cars; the manor was the home of multimillionaire Vernon Wild, oil magnate. Tonight he was entertaining a select group of his friends. They were all eagerly looking forward to what Vernon had promised to be an evening to remember. As ten o-clock approached the immaculately dressed waiters strolled among the invited guests handing out glasses of vintage Champaign and politely asking the elegantly clad guests to make their way through to the music room where the evenings special entertainment was about to begin.
Cranford Manor stood out like a sparkling jewel in the night, the gravel in front of the house was littered with expensive cars; the manor was the home of multimillionaire Vernon Wild, oil magnate. Tonight he was entertaining a select group of his friends. They were all eagerly looking forward to what Vernon had promised to be an evening to remember. As ten o-clock approached the immaculately dressed waiters strolled among the invited guests handing out glasses of vintage Champaign and politely asking the elegantly clad guests to make their way through to the music room where the evenings special entertainment was about to begin. Read more »
A stranger dresses you and takes you out for fun.
You'd never met, not in person anyway. Exchanged emails, a few visits to chatrooms, followed finally by some late night phone calls were the extent of our contact. He was in town for a few days on business, a rare opportunity to put a face to the fantasy, to make the fantasy reality, and you were eager to see if he was everything he promised, if he was everything is sexy voice had left unspoken. Excited by the prospect you agreed to meet him when he arrived, you even agreed to his unusual requests, making hurried promises.
You’d never met, not in person anyway. Exchanged emails, a few visits to chatrooms, followed finally by some late night phone calls were the extent of our contact. He was in town for a few days on business, a rare opportunity to put a face to the fantasy, to make the fantasy reality, and you were eager to see if he was everything he promised, if he was everything is sexy voice had left unspoken. Excited by the prospect you agreed to meet him when he arrived, you even agreed to his unusual requests, making hurried promises. Read more »
Shopping crowds at the mall: an ideal cover for our fun.
We tried something a little different over the holidays this year...
One evening, during the holiday shopping rush, he took me to the mall. Neither of us was shopping for gifts, however. We had something else in mind.
Before we left home, I put on heels and a dress that buttons all the way down the front, and he carefully tied my elbows behind my back. I could bring my elbows almost all the way forward alongside my body, but the rope was just short enough to keep me from reaching the buttons of my dress with my fingertips. Naturally, I wore nothing at all under the dress. He draped my overcoat over my shoulders to hide the rope across my back, spun me around to check my look, and led me to the garage. Having my elbows pulled back behind me a little made my back bow and my breasts stand out more, and that seemed to please him thoroughly.
We tried something a little different over the holidays this year…
One evening, during the holiday shopping rush, he took me to the mall. Neither of us was shopping for gifts, however. We had something else in mind.
Before we left home, I put on heels and a dress that buttons all the way down the front, and he carefully tied my elbows behind my back. I could bring my elbows almost all the way forward alongside my body, but the rope was just short enough to keep me from reaching the buttons of my dress with my fingertips. Naturally, I wore nothing at all under the dress. He draped my overcoat over my shoulders to hide the rope across my back, spun me around to check my look, and led me to the garage. Having my elbows pulled back behind me a little made my back bow and my breasts stand out more, and that seemed to please him thoroughly. Read more »
Couple is seen on their nude hike.
*Chapter 2: The First Night*
At first, walking along the dirt roadway/trail completely naked took a little getting used to. But, just like riding a bike, you don't forget how to do it! It's not exactly the sight that you see every day: a couple hiking in the nude, which is a shame because it's so natural and nice to see!
As we walked, we both talked about the fun that we were going to have over the next couple of days and how nice it was to finally get away: away from work, away from home, and away from clothes! We were hoping that the weather would cooperate and that we would be comfortable the entire time. It was the end of June, and sometimes the weather can get a bit chilly and we were definitely underdressed! Sunshine would be fine, because we both tan very well (usually all over anyway) and don't burn easily. As an interesting side note:
*Chapter 2: The First Night*
At first, walking along the dirt roadway/trail completely naked took a little getting used to. But, just like riding a bike, you don’t forget how to do it! It’s not exactly the sight that you see every day: a couple hiking in the nude, which is a shame because it’s so natural and nice to see!
As we walked, we both talked about the fun that we were going to have over the next couple of days and how nice it was to finally get away: away from work, away from home, and away from clothes! We were hoping that the weather would cooperate and that we would be comfortable the entire time. It was the end of June, and sometimes the weather can get a bit chilly and we were definitely underdressed! Sunshine would be fine, because we both tan very well (usually all over anyway) and don’t burn easily. As an interesting side note: Read more »