My Half brother Is A Nudist
- 3 years ago
- 46
- 0
I'm a 39 year old new divorcee. I divorced my no good rotten husband last year after 22 years of marriage. We have a son who just turned 23 last month. You guessed it right. I was 15 and very pregnant with my son Bobby when I married his father.
Bobby left for college when he was 18. A smart bright student, he graduated with a degree in computer science and is now working as an independent contractor writing computer games and stuff like that. He lives in the Silicon Valley area of California.
I look forward to reading his daily emails. He's always telling me about the projects he is working on or his friends and of course how he's decorated his studio apartment. While in college he started going to nude beaches and now that he lives in his own apartment he has become a full time nudist.
Curious, I wrote and asked him what he meant by being "a full time nudist". He wrote back and told me he was always nude except when in public or if he had company that felt uncomfortable with nudity.
After my divorced had finalized and since I had not seen Bobby in two years, I wrote him and told him I wanted to come and visit for a few weeks. He wrote back, letting me know how much he looked forward to my visit and of all the nice and interesting places he wanted me to see. I emailed him the date and time I would arrive and asked him to meet me at the airport.
For a 39 year old brunette, I've kept myself in good shape. I work out and jog daily. My tummy is flat and firm. My tits are perky with large nipples. I have a nice firm round bubble butt and long shapely legs, which I love showing off. And I shave my pussy. I have to say, I have a damn good body.
It was August and Bobby emailed me letting me know the temperature there was in the 3 digits and suggested I bring only light summer clothing. Bobby met me at the airport and what a sight he was. Tall, long blondish hair, blue eyed and without an ounce of fat on him. Like me he too worked out and jogged daily. We hugged and kissed. We looked more like lovers than mother and son. Arm in arm and holding hands we collected my baggage and drove to his studio apartment.
It was a comfortable tiny place with a small kitchen, a bathroom, a large walk-in closet. The main room was large enough for him to divide into a living room work space and a sleeping area. Since it was on the top floor of the building, it had a small private rooftop patio. He had decorated the apartment in a very modern style. I felt very proud of my son and was looking forward to our visit.
We spent the rest of the day talking and catching up. After dinner, Bobby pulled out a small futon he had borrowed from one of his friends. Taking out the extra bedding from the closet, I helped him make it up for sleeping. I insisted he sleep in his bed and I would sleep on the futon. We stayed up well past midnight chatting before I went to the bathroom and changed into one of my ex's old t-shirt. Normally I sleep nude, but since I was sleeping in the same room with my son, I didn't think it would be appropriate for me to sleep nude.
When I came out, Bobby was already in his bed. He had a sheet over his lower body with both his hairy legs sticking out from under the sheet. I could tell that he was sleeping nude. He left the door to the patio open to let the cool night air in. I turned off the light and we said good night to each other.
The bright early morning sun woke me up. Without looking over at Bobby, I got up and went to the kitchen to brew a pot of coffee. When I walked back in to the living room I stopped dead in my tracks. Lying on his back, with the morning sun light on his body, was my beautiful 23 year old naked son.
The sheet he had covered himself with had slipped completely off. Seeing him lying there naked I realized he was no longer a boy but a man. His muscular chest had a light covering of blondish hair, with a treasure trail going down his stomach to his thick dark pubic bush. His uncut penis was fully erect and floating over his stomach pointing straight up towards his chest. His two large egg shaped testicles weighted down his scrotum which hung down between his open hairy legs.
I stood staring wide eyed as he woke up stretching and arching his back. His fat erect uncut 8 inch penis swelled and became even more pronounced than before.
Rooted to the spot I was standing in, I watched as he stood up and looked at me. My pussy was all tingly and wet just from looking at him. When he stretched and yawned, causing his huge erection to bob up and down, I almost climaxed out load.
All smiles he looked at me and said, "Good morning Mom."
Then noticing the look on my face, he realized he was not only naked, but had a huge morning erection. Cupping his balls in his hands and doing a bad job of trying to cover his erect cock with his arms, he ran past me and into the bathroom.
"Opps! Sorry mom, I'm really sorry." he said as he scurried past me.
He didn't bother to close the bathroom door. I heard him pee then turn the shower on. Intoxicated by the sight of my aroused naked son I managed to return to the kitchen. I poured myself a cup of coffee and walked out to the patio. Sipping my coffee, I couldn't take my thoughts off my son's enormous nakedness or his muscular hairy body. Even his butt was hairy. His father wasn't that hairy. He must have gotten the genes from my side of the family. His grandfather and uncles had hairy legs and chests.
I couldn't get over how huge his penis was, definitely a lot bigger than his father. As a little girl, I remember seeing my father and brothers naked, but their penises weren't erect so I had no one to compare him to except his father. I'd never seen one so fat and long.
My pussy was getting wetter and tingly all inside just thinking about Bobby's huge fat erection. I rubbed my wet pussy with one hand as I sipped my coffee. My puffy wet pussy lips parted open as I closed my eyes and let my middle finger sank in.
I moaned softly, Bobby's name barely escaped my lips when I realized he was calling out to me.
"Mom! Mom! Where are you?
Quickly I pulled my hand away from my wet snatch and pulled my t-shirt down to cover myself, I stood up and faced toward my son as I called out to him.
"Sweetie, I'm outside in the patio," I managed to say in a calm voice.
Within seconds he was standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist and still wet from his shower.
He looked at me and said, "Mom, I'm really sorry about this morning. I didn't mean for you too..."
Interrupting him I said, " ... Honey, don't worry. I know you didn't do it on purpose. And anyway, I quit enjoyed seeing how, err grown up you've become."
All smiles he said, "Oh Mom, you're so cool, I'm glad you're not upset.
"Well Honey, you know nudity doesn't make me feel uncomfortable or turn me off. It's just, well; I kind of was not expecting seeing you ... err. Well you know what I mean." I said actually blushing.
"Ha Ha Ha, he laughed. I guess I was just as surprised as you were. I'm so glad you're being so cool about it," he said.
"Come here and sit down, make yourself comfortable while I go inside and get you some coffee. I said.
I brushed past him as he walked out unto the patio. As I stepped into the kitchen I looked back and saw my son completely naked toweling himself dry. Returning with the coffee pot and an extra cup, I poured us coffee. My son had thrown his towel on the lounge and was standing stark naked enjoying the cool morning air and warm sun on his body. I handed him his coffee and sat down starring at him.
I sat there sipping my coffee, enthralled not saying anything just starring at him.
Finally he said, "Mom, if you're uncomfortable with me being naked, I can put some shorts on."
"Oh NO, I yelled out.
Then composing myself I said, "It's just I can't get over how grown up and manly you've become. Turn around and let me have a good look at you."
As he turned I couldn't help but admire how his muscular back tapered down to a narrow waist and a round furry bubble butt. His legs too were hairy and muscular from jogging.
"I had no idea you were so hairy." I said.
Turning and facing me again, he asked, "You like my body hair Mom?"
"I think it looks very sexy, Bobby." I replied grinning.
He sat on the lounge facing me and kept his legs well apart giving me an unobstructed view of his large soft uncut penis and large shaved ballsac. We talked all morning about what it was like being a nudist and had me laughing hysterically with stories of his nude escapades.
I was still dressed in the old thin t-shirt I had worn last night. Since I was practically naked, he asked me to take it off and join him nude.
Nodding no I said, "Oh honey, I don't know, I don't think I'm ready for that just yet, maybe later."
Then quickly changing the subject, I asked him what our plans were for today.
"I'd like to take you out to lunch and maybe drive around and show you a few of the local sights. Maybe rent some movies for later. What do you think?" he asked.
"Sounds like a wonderful idea. I better get cleaned up and dressed then. I'll be ready in 30 minutes." I said as I left.
In the bathroom, I took off my t-shirt and looked at my naked body in the mirror. My shaved pussy lips were wet and puffy, my nipples very erect. The thought that him might have noticed made me tingle all over.
I reached down and cupped my pussy. Slowly I started to diddle myself to an orgasm as thoughts of Bobby's erection and beautiful naked body danced in my mind.
After showering, I put on a tiny white nearly transparent G-string. I didn't bother putting on a bra as I through on a light cotton summer dress and slipped my sandals on. Stepping out of the bathroom, I found Bobby wearing shorts, an Izod shirt and sandals.
Arm in arm we left to go eat lunch and do some sightseeing. We went to his favorite pub where we ran into some of his friends who we ate lunch with. We stayed several hours visiting and having a good time before we left to drive around and look at the building where he worked.
Finally we stopped at a video store to rent some movies. I didn't find anything I was interested in seeing, however, he had picked out two movies he said I was sure to enjoy.
When we got home Bobby dropped his shorts and kicked them off as headed straight to the bathroom pulling off his shirt. I walk past the bathroom door and saw him standing naked holding his penis peeing.
I had the bag with the movies with me. I opened it up and looked at the movies he had rented. They were both X rated porn movies. Was he really planning on watching these movies with me? Not that I am against porn, but it just seem strange he wanted to watch porn with me.
"Mom! Mom!" I heard him calling as he walked into the living room stark naked.
"Yes Honey," I answered as my naked son's arms encircled me in a tight hug.
Feeling on top of the world, I sat on the sofa while he lay down with his head on my lap. We chatted about his friends and work. I had my hand on his hairy chest running my fingers through his chest hair and occasionally feeling his hard nipples. I couldn't help notice his cock which was prominently lying across on his belly engorge as we chatted.
TV NUDIST My name is Clinton Crayle, and I'm a very different kind of Private Eye. I specialize in untangling the kinky sex problems of the very rich. My fee is One Thousand Dollars a Day, and I'm seldom out of work. My clients know that my discretion is absolute and I guarantee my results. So if you're rich and in a jam, come to my office. Harold Belt did.... "Mr. Belt," I said, "Your problem sounds interesting. Blackmail from a professional Dominatrix is, fortunately, rare. But...
My name is Clinton Crayle, and I'm a very different kind of Private Eye. I specialize in untangling the kinky sex problems of the very rich. My fee is One Thousand Dollars a Day, and I'm seldom out of work. My clients know that my discretion is absolute and I guarantee my results. So if you're rich and in a jam, come to my office. Harold Belt did.... "Mr. Belt," I said, "Your problem sounds interesting. Blackmail from a professional Dominatrix is, fortunately, rare. But from what...
My name is David, I was born in Phoenix Arizona on October 5th 1964. I have been a nudist all my life. I know that sounds impossible, but I can Remember As a little boy, my mom having a hard time keeping clothes on me. I would run around the house naked trying not too get caught as my mom would chase me trying to get me dressed. I remember a number of times she would send me to our backyard to play, she would come and check on me and find me naked playing with my toys. At bedtime after a fight...
I was born in Phoenix Arizona on October 5th 1964. I have been a nudist all my life. I know that sounds impossible, but I can Remember As a little boy, my mom having a hard time keeping clothes on me. I would run around the house naked trying not too get caught as my mom would chase me trying to get me dressed. I remember a number of times she would send me to our backyard to play, she would come and check on me and find me naked playing with my toys. At bedtime after a fight to get my...
Tan lines, that’s how this whole adventure started. Soon after I had been seeing Jodie in a more carnal nature, I had got up and was heading to the bathroom, I stopped mid room and turned to see why she had stopped mid sentence, she was looking me up and down, then read the confused look on my face. ‘I’ve been meaning to ask you, were are your tan lines?’ I laughed, more from relief that nothing was wrong and continued my journey to the bathroom, Jodie followed me in, a look of total...
TV NUDIST By Rachel Saunders Prologue I don't know what I really expected. Well, perhaps that's not true. I guess I expected a nudist colony to be full of buff men and voluptuous women - all beautiful people, like a "Baywatch" program without the bathing suits. I also expected piles of people engaging in all sorts of sexual activity, from sunup to sunset. But my boyfriend Jimmy talked me into going for an introductory visit. We were met at the gate, and after a brief slide...
last week I decided id go for a short break to a holiday camp in Essex.i like this holiday camp as close by there is a nudist beach.once id arrived booked myself in,found my caravan and unpacked I decided id go for a walk to check out the beach.i packed a towel and walked the long walk to the beach.once I hit the nudist area I started to get excited,i could feel my cock stirring in my trackys.as I walked I could see that grassy dunes backed the beach,i scanned the dunes for any sign of life.in...
Tom looked at his water-proof watch again as he very cautiously advanced towards the water then quietly slipped in for his truly first ever swim as a ‘real’ nudist! The water was still quite cold and made Tom’s penis shrivel up to a small lifeless ball of flesh that looked quite pathetic and totally non-threatening. All the same, the whole experience felt just wonderful. The water flowing over his bare skin had a very sensuous feel to it and made Tom feel quite frisky despite the ridiculous...
True Nudist Story OneAs a teenager I went on a seaside family holiday to France. Where we went was not a nudist beach. There were however many women sunbathing topless which was causing an embarrassing bulge in my swimming trucks.I think it’s okay to say on here that I was sixteen as that is the legal age of consent in the UK and over that of France.Anyway as like any most teenagers I was always keen to get away from the rest of the family so I walked down the long beach. The further I walked I...
so its that time of year again when I treat myself to a short break away.Ive decided id go back to the caravan site and nudist beach that I went to last year.i always get so horny when I arrive at the caravan site.this time I was in luck as I had been given a caravan close to the sea wall,that means I didn't have a long walk to the beach and I could see people walking to it.i hurried and unpacked,then I put on my short denim shorts and muscle t shirt for the walk to the beach.my legs felt like...
I am John and I am from Bangladesh. It’s a small poor and developing country. I had a tough childhood living and growing in the neighborhood. But I worked hard and got myself into a good company. Busy with my life I never had any great relationships and beautiful girlfriends and had an arrange marriage fixed by my parents. I went to see a girl named Alia. The moment I saw her I was mesmerised by her beauty. She was brown the same complexion as all but was fairest among all. 5 8' height...
Introduction: Husband plans to introduce wife to nudism using his bosses help Hello guys. This is my first story. Its based on some true incidents that had happened previously and changed my life a lot .I have spiced it up bit for u all. I am John and I am from Bangladesh. Its a small poor and developing country. I had a tough childhood living and growing in the neighborhood. But I worked hard and got myself into a good company. Busy with my life I never had any great relationships and...
Caroline looked round the hall. Was she the only one uncomfortable with her nudity, or were the others just hiding it better? Next to her Jenny smiled and turned back to watch the instructor. When Jenny had first mentioned she was a nudist, Caroline had been both shocked and intrigued. She’d never known this about Jenny, despite them being friends for years. After getting used to the idea Caroline often found herself wondering what the lifestyle was actually like and that was how she’d...
I’m a nudist. I like being naked. When I am home, I am usually naked. I go to nude beaches whenever I can, including areas on both coasts of the United States, as well as spots in England, Germany, and Greece. I even have home pages of me naked, although I haven’t posted them anywhere on the net. There’s just something about being naked in public that gives me a thrill. Yes, I like the feeling of freedom and warmth, but I think there’s something more to it. I like having people look at my...
Caroline looked round the hall. Was she the only one uncomfortable with her nudity, or were the others just hiding it better? Next to her Jenny smiled and turned back to watch the instructor. When Jenny had first mentioned she was a nudist, Caroline had been both shocked and intrigued. She'd never known this about Jenny, despite them being friends for years. After getting used to the idea Caroline often found herself wondering what the lifestyle was actually like and that was how she'd...
FetishWhen you were a little k** and when you were young, you must perhaps has been ordered to obey the parents, listen to the teachers and follow the instruction and rules written. I was a perfect obey-er. I have ever read and followed books to live for many years. When I was 19 years old, I set up a to-do-list which could be useful, interesting, attractive or important for coming ten, twenty years. I have forgot most of them, the one I still remember but have never try it seriously yet is...
I'm a nudist. I like being naked. When I am home, I amusually naked. I go to nude beaches whenever I can,including areas on both coasts of the United States, as wellas spots in England, Germany, and Greece. I even have homepages of me naked, although I haven't posted them anywhereon the net. There's just something about being naked inpublic that gives me a thrill. Yes, I like the feeling offreedom and warmth, but I think there's something more toit. I like having people look at my body.One of...
I guess it all started when my twenty-four year old son, a college graduate who was living with his girlfriend in San Diego, broke up with her and decided to move back home to Sedona. Bobby (his friends call him Bob) and I have always been close. I was a little surprised when he called and told me he had broken up with his girlfriend and wanted to move back home. He did not give me any details, but he did say she just did not understand his needs and better than being unhappy and arguing, they...
Flashback - 11 months earlier (Author's notes - the intro takes place 'right after' Andersonville 6) There were fifteen men and women crowded into the small conference area. As Colonel Myers surveyed the room, he noticed most of them, the programmers anyway, were about half his age. Barry shook his head; he was getting old. His goal was to make general before he retired, and the Andersonville project had seemed like the best way to increase his chances. The problem was, he had...
Andersonville 5 - The Guilty Soul by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the TG writers out there, who make the days easier to deal with by posting new stories to read each day. Fade in... The sun wasn't even peeking over the hills when the alarm started going off. I hit the snooze button several times but eventually realized I was going to have to get out of bed and get ready for work. I stir slightly, stretching my legs and arms in a poor attempt to wake up. Then...
I slid the report into the proper file just as he walked into the room. Dennis Butz stood there wearing his three-piece suit, looking as handsome and charming as any man could. But I was not to be tamed by his charm. "Hello, Linda," he said with a friendly grin. "Judge Herns isn't in today," I replied back in a frosty tone. "I'm not here to see her." "My plane leaves in less then an hour Dennis, what do you want?" I slammed the file drawer shut and walked past him to my desk...
Andersonville 2 - Judge-less by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Mathew Shepherd, who lives in the hearts of all open-mind people. Fade in... The warm glow of yesterday's conversation with my father ended in the cold reality of Monday morning. The cold reality that I was a young, teenage girl. The cold reality that I was expected to act like a girl, something totally foreign and yes, something I found even a little scary. And the cold reality that I had no idea why I...
Looking at naturists websites I came across one that specialised in accommodation for nudists. Looking around there were quite a lot for private bed and breakfast. Then a story developed in my head. Here it is.After looking at several of the ads (and the way they discreetly worded but implied a lot more) I thought, why not give it a go. Being an avid granny fucker since my early teens it could lead to some new experiences. Besides, I was quite proud to show my flaccid thick 6-inch cock. And...
Andersonville 1 - Home Sweet Home! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to Susan M. Bidwell - a young lady who died before her time. Andersonville is based on the story "The life and death of Al Parker". Reading the story is recommend to understand some of the discussion in the follow series. Fade in... Dennis Butz worked on some last minute paperwork with a certain relief. In a few hours his dream would become a reality and then the real work would begin. He heard...
Andersonville 6 - Friendship Lines by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my TS brothers and sisters, who have the guts to stand up to the world and say, "I'm not going to live a lie anymore." Fade in... I saw them come out of the courthouse from across the street. There were four of them; all men dressed in business suits. Every day, just a few minutes after 6pm, they left the courthouse to go home. Three of them proceeded to their cars but the fourth man, maybe 21...
Andersonville 7 -- Soul Mates by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to all the writers of TG Fiction. Fade in... There I was, in the file room working hard to make sense of the mess I had gotten myself into. I had accidentally misplaced a file and suddenly everything seemed to be out of whack, causing me a great deal of frustration. As a private investigator I was never good at filing, that had always been Al's job. Now, unfortunately, the job was mine and asking myself how...
"Good morning, Miss Anderson," Crius said in a formal tone. "Please, call me, Linda," I replied. "Only if you call me, Crius," he answered. The Titan God smiled, but I detected no warmth to it. "Okay, Crius." I returned his smile with some reservation. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I didn't feel at ease with him. When he had asked me out to breakfast, I had been tempted to say 'no', but my curiosity had gotten the better of me. "So, what can I do for you?" "Nothing,...
I stood there in my black dress watching them slowly lower the casket into the ground. Standing next to me was my mother, who was weeping softly. Next to her was my sister Jennifer, and she seemed the saddest of us all. Perhaps she was remembering her own mother and father's funeral who had both died when she was just a young girl. On the other side of the casket I could see Crius standing next to Dennis with an impatient frown. He seemed so out of place, and the expression on...
Andersonville 3 - The Price of Revenge by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to all the survivors of child abuse, both physical and emotional. May you find the support and strength to deal with it like I did. Fade in... Linda Anderson - the do anything wonder woman. That's what the job title should have read. Not that I was good at everything I did; I was just expected to do everything around the office. That included making coffee, filing folders,...
Andersonville 8 - The return of Tom McClain! by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to my good friend Darkside, who inspired me to reach beyond what I thought I was capable of writing. Fade in... "Would you like some desert Linda?" Dennis Butz asked politely. "No thanks," I answered suspiciously. The man had been acting way too nice to me today. It had been a pleasant lunch so far. Dennis had started out by asking how my brother was doing, and I could see that he...
"Come on out, Linda," Judge Herns told me. "I don't want to," was my reply back to her. "I look ridiculous!" "It can't be that bad," I heard Dr. Green say. "Yes it can," I responded through the closed door. "Why do I have to do this?" "Because it's part of your agreement for having me change you back into Linda," Judge Herns replied a little sternly. "Now come out here so we can see how you look." I reluctantly opened the door and stepped out wearing the ridiculous outfit...
Andersonville 9 - Never cry wolf by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Gwendolyn Ann Smith for her, "Remembering our dead". It's a place dedicated to our TG brothers and sisters who were murdered at the hands of others due to hate and intolerance. On the average, one (1) TG person is murdered each month. Would you take a moment to visit the site, bow your head, say a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters, and remember what we are fighting for - the right to be treated as any...
Mike Stoner sat and watched as his boss read the report. Dennis Butz scanned through each page carefully, taking extra time to check out the psychological profile Mike had prepared. Satisfied with what he saw, Dennis placed the report down next to him. "Very thorough," he stated. "Thank you," Mike smiled. Dennis Butz was a good man to work for. "I think she is a very good choice for who you have in mind." Dennis nodded. "When can you move her?" "Tomorrow morning. I...
It was way too early for someone to be calling. Somewhere in the darkness of my room I could hear my cell phone ringing. Looking at the clock on my dresser I cursed - it was 3:30 in the morning. Moving my hand in the direction of the annoying sound, I found the phone and turned it on. "Hello," I said in a curt fashion. I wanted the person to know I wasn't happy about this early morning wake up call. "Good morning, Linda," Dennis Butz replied crisply. "I'm sorry to call you at...
There we were, two girls having lunch on a cool, April day - only that wasn't the case at all. Neither of us was who we really once were and only one of us was a girl. At least that's what I kept telling myself. As I began my second year as a citizen of Andersonville, there were times I regretted my decision to be turned back into Linda Anderson. It wasn't that I hated my life; I just didn't feel natural living as a woman. In all fairness, I most likely would have felt as...
Fade in... The town of Andersonville Larry Smith, Bill Maxwell, and Steve Anderson walked across the school grounds. They didn't have football practice today, but that didn't stop the boys from pursuing other types of sports. They were heading for the park to shoot some hoops. The three of them looked like a group of typical teenage boys, but there was nothing typical about them, or for that matter, anyone else in Andersonville. "Is Sally going to meet us there?" Larry asked....
There I sat shifting through the many piles of papers lying on my desk and wishing I were somewhere else. It was truly amazing how many reports passed through my hands to be filed or used to type up other reports. I knew that at least half of them would reach Judge Jasper's desk, where he would study them for a few minutes then put them in his out box to be filed by you know who. What surprised me was how much information Judge Jasper remembered. He would quote me numbers on the...
Fade in - Somewhere in the Northwestern United States Leo knew he was in trouble the moment he came out of the portal. The place where he was supposed to have gone looked nothing like where he was. Instead of being in the Arizona desert, he was in a canyon surrounded by high cliffs and tall pine trees. On one of the rocky bluffs he caught sight of a herd of wild mountain goats walking along a precarious ridge. "Oh crap," Leo shouted, mostly out of a reaction to the fear he...
"She's here," Leo said in a respectful tone. Crius grunted, and slowly rose from the chair in his tiny but comfortable study. His new accommodations, a single story house with two bedrooms, were smaller than what he was used to, but still better than what the Olympians had provided him with. He entered the living room, and waited for a woman in her early 60's to get out of the car. She walked slowly, with a limp, as she made her way up the entranceway. Leo ushered her inside,...
Fade in -- North American Aerospace Defense Command (NORAD) Cheyenne Mountain Command Center General Grim walked swiftly down the carpeted hallway flanked by two high-ranking Colonels who served as his aides. His mood matched his name. Anyone who dared wake him in the middle of the night had better have a good reason, and this one certainly fit the bill. Over the past two days his facility had tracked an object just beyond the orbit of Neptune. Normally it would've been...
Andersonville 4 - Fallen Star by Kelly Davidson This story is dedicated to the volunteers and workers of AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) and other related, drug rehab programs. Fade in... I couldn't believe I was sitting here. Twelve years ago I was at the top of my game. 'Mack the knife' the fans use to call me. They gave me that name because I would slice through the defense of any team in the NFL. My team, the Cincinnati Bengals, was 14 and 2 going into the playoffs. We...
Flashback - Three months earlier... Judge Jasper opened up the chamber door with such great force that he almost ripped it from its hinges. Behind him followed Andrew Marshall (Mars), Pete Akins (Apollo) and Ashlee Gang. Jupiter slammed the crumbled note down on his desk in rage and faced his two sons. "This is intolerable!" he almost screamed. "A few months ago it was just one person, today it's two. What's he going to do the next time, bring in a busload?" "Father,"...
"Good morning, Crius," Dennis Butz said. "And to you - 'brother'," Crius replied with just a hint of sarcasm. The Titan God was seated on the back porch of his new residence having breakfast. He was dressed in his traditional long, white robe with an oversized hood that was common before the war with the Olympians. Nearby sat Lucus, who eyed the director carefully. Dennis gave him a frown and sat down. "Where's the suit I got you?" Dennis inquired. Crius grunted as he...
Alyson couldn't stop thinking about the previous evening and Roger's big cock. She had trouble sleeping and although she had had so many intense climaxes the thought of it just kept making her more aroused. She woke early in the morning, reached over to Graham and rubbed his cock. As she got it hard she straddled him and it slid inside her so easily. Although she managed to make herself cum she was immensely disappointed with his size. Later on her way to work while driving in her Mazda sports...
Alyson is ordered into The RoomAlyson felt she needed to get away from home, she had lived with her mum and dad for long enough and now she was in her mid 20s she had to make the break. As she worked in Durham it had to be fairly near so it was easy to get there and easy to get back to visit her mum and dad. She trawled through the local papers and found a first floor apartment to rent in a nearby village.She picked up the phone and called the number. A man answered and told her about the...
Alyson felt she needed to get away from home, she had lived with her mum and dad for long enough and now she was in her mid 20s she had to make the break. As she worked in Durham it had to be fairly near so it was easy to get there and easy to get back to visit her mum and dad. She trawled through the local papers and found a first floor apartment to rent in a nearby village. She picked up the phone and called the number. A man answered and told her about the accommodation and she arranged to...
Hi mera naam shabnam hai aur mera taaluq germany se hai. Main apni ek bahut hi khoobsurat saheli soniya(name changed) ki kahni us ki ijazat se pesh kar rahi hoon. Soniya aur main taqreeban class 10th se saheliyan bani. Who hi ek ghair mulki laarki thi jo meri class mein thi aur woh pakistan se thi. Bahut khoobsurat aur lambe qad ki malik aur lambe baal. Haqeeqat mein bahut khoobsurat. Hum donon bahut achchhi dost hain aur ekatthe hi hum ne a-level pass kiya aur soniya ne medical mein aur maine...
Author's notes: Permission to use the names of my fellow authors (and good friends) was obtained before this story was written. Any negative events that happened in this story were explained before consent was given. Fade in... There was no doubt they were in love. My brother was lying on Sally's lap while she ran her long, delicate fingernails through his hair. Steve's injuries were healing nicely, and the doctor had said that he should be able to walk without his crutches...
This is my first story, so i hope you like it… If you dont please give me advice! thanks!! My name is Kelly and this is the story about me and my cousins best friend Jayson. I was headed over to my cousins house one Friday which was common for me. I was best friends with the girl, Stacy (16) and her older brother was just like a brother to me, Dakota (18). Dakota constantly had hot friends coming over which made their house a common hang-out place for me. But my by far favorite of his...
Alyson’s desperate urge for a big black cockAlyson had been happily married to Graham for many years and had a twenty something daughter. Their sex life had always been very satisfying but recently her mind had been fantasising more than usual. She regularly pleasured herself, most of the time she used a black dildo and it was this had had been occupying her mind most recently.She had woken up feeling particularly horny one morning and as Graham had to get to work, a fuck was out of the...
Alyson had been happily married to Graham for many years and had a twenty something daughter. Their sex life had always been very satisfying but recently her mind had been fantasising more than usual. She regularly pleasured herself, most of the time she used a black dildo and it was this had had been occupying her mind most recently. She had woken up feeling particularly horny one morning and as Graham had to get to work, a fuck was out of the question. As she showered she loved the feeling as...
Alyson had been happily married to Graham for many years and had a twenty something daughter. Their sex life had always been very satisfying but recently her mind had been fantasising more than usual. She regularly pleasured herself, most of the time she used a black dildo and it was this had had been occupying her mind most recently. She had woken up feeling particularly horny one morning and as Graham had to get to work, a fuck was out of the question. As she showered she loved the feeling as...
It was a terrible situation, but Allyson decided to make the best of it. She lost her room, her clothes, and all her status, such as it was, but she still believed in John, and if nothing else, she still believed in herself. She’d work harder than ever. She’d prove to John that she was worthy of his love. The next couple weeks were a continuous routine of cleaning, scrubbing, washing, ironing, serving, cooking, and her weekly humiliation at the hands of an old pervert. At first she was asked...
The two women helped each other down the stairs. Both had a lot on their minds. The younger woman, Allyson, was recovering from a vicious beating. She didn’t actually need help, not in a physical sense, but her emotional situation was far different. At the moment she felt about as needy as she’d ever been in her entire life, and from the standpoint of a former foster child who’d spent her whole childhood shuttled from facility to facility much like a water bucket passed from hand to hand...
My friends, both male and female all consider me an attractive woman, - despite or perhaps because of - my being in my early forties. Very much a lady, but certainly not a prude. After being married long enough for my two children to have left home, I have a lot of time on my hands during the week while my husband is at work.One morning after shopping, while sipping a short black in a coffee shop in a fashionable beachside suburb, a woman who I had met socially a few times came and sat beside...
LesbianHaving gotten word from Hannah that Paul had been to see Allyson John left work early. He had his suspicions. He thought somebody had been seeing her, and somebody had tipped over the apple cart regarding the judge. Who else but Paul? Yes Paul was a problem. He had to be dealt with. Meanwhile back at the house, after Paul left Allyson continued with her usual routines, cleaning, scrubbing, and just generally trying to keep busy. If what Paul had intimated was at all true then just maybe John...
It was a perfect Saturday morning in Peace River. It was warm, but not too warm, and I was out taking a stroll around the town trying to get a feel for everything here. Connie had offered to go with me but I declined, saying I needed some time alone. I hated to admit it, but I was missing my life back in Andersonville. As I walked past Shady Pine Cemetery, I spotted Ashlee Gang laying some flowers on a grave. She didn't seem upset, rather the look on her face was comforting, as...
Fade in - Andersonville Cemetery 50 years from now. Gently I placed the flowers on the grave of my beloved husband with much sorrow. Three long years had past since his death, and yet I missed him as much as the day he had died. Close by were the graves of my parents, also having long ago gone to their reward. The Anderson's hadn't been my biological parents, but I had called them my own just the same. Next to my parents was the final resting-place of my brother, Steve, AKA...