I awaken, not suddenly but gradually. My consciousness returns to me even before opening my eyes. After a moment’s confusion, I remember where I am and slowly open my eyes. I don’t know if I’ve been asleep for five minutes or an hour and since I’m wearing no wristwatch I have no way of checking….
Never in our lives have Talia or I experienced anything like what we’re doing now. Standing waist deep in the warm water of the lagoon, naked under the Hawaiian sun, and sharing this beautiful beach with other equally naked and horny people, we feel an eroticism that is overwhelming. Talia’s slender body glistens with water…
I met Katherine on the beach one summer’s day. The water was blue, the sky was bluer and the sand was as soft as talcum powder. She had been in the sea for a while and was just walking up the beach to her towel and umbrella. She had her head down and the water…
To say I was sorry, I really have tried, A thousand nights alone I’ve cried. A thousand times I’ve tried to be strong,A thousand rights, a thousand wrongs. I didn’t mean those words I said,Now all alone, just me in our bed. A thousand glances at the door,Hoping, waiting, a thousand more. A thousand messages…
Everyone has a first time, I certainly did. I guess that I was about 16 or so; it was a wonderful summer off from school. Being that I lived near the water, I tended to spend much of my free time at the beach. It was a very secluded, private beach that required a quarter…
Our encounter with Lynnette and Steve did a lot for both Talia and myself in feeling relaxed being nude on the beach. We sit on our blanket and eat our lunch and minute by minute begin feeling more and more natural being naked. It feels wonderfully free and liberating. Even though she never mentions it, Talia…
It’s the morning of our planned visit to the nude beach, and Talia and I wake up early, shower and have breakfast. Talia seems a little nervous and quiet, but says she’s excited about what the day ahead promises. I also am feeling a little nervous but I hope I’m hiding it well from Talia….
PART 1 – This episode in my sex-life relates to an experience when I was on holiday on the island of Ibiza . I was there with a good male friend of mine when, five days into the holiday, he had to return home unexpectedly due to a family crisis. Before we became aware of…
I have always been my parent’s perfect little girl, and I feel like it’s time for a change. I want things to be different. I just turned seventeen and I’m ready to spread my wings, so to speak. I’ve been debating this for the last six months, and I’m ready for it. I stroll down the street, repeating the…
I woke up in the morning feeling a bit dirty and sticky after the previous night’s shenanigans. I glanced over at Matt’s bed: he was still dead to the world, although judging by the bulge under the sheet he was going to wake up with a pretty impressive morning erection. I smiled to myself, tempted…
I stood alone on a silvery dune, staring out to sea as I fidgeted with my finger. A cool breeze came in off the waves making the Palm fronds sigh and shudder and lifting strands of my wavy strawberry blond hair, which fluttered behind me like streamers. The sun was low on the horizon and…
Jess’s body was so warm under mine as it always was. So nice and firm, I always felt good when I was on top of her. We seemed to fit each other like a hand to a glove. Her hair was splayed nicely around her head as she laid in the bed of my Chevy…
It was a very warm starry night and the moon was full and blue. Jessica and I laid in the bed of my Chevrolet truck holding hands. She was smiling and gave me glances in between looking at the sparkling sky. We could hear the waves of the ocean beating down onto the shore in…
I am a 35 year old woman, married to Paul for fifteen years. Our sex life had always been really straight, nothing kinky, but to tell you the truth it had begun to bore me. The most excitement I felt was watching porn with Paul and he always chose artistic girl-on-girl stuff. I work as…
Fantasy or Reality? Some guys who are married to “hot” women always have a nagging feeling in their gut that she will have so many opportunities to stray that it may eventually happen. I was one of those guys. While not chopped liver myself I have always felt that my wife Jill is significantly better…