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*** I’m still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole new slant on the education system or at least, the home education system. Problem is, I now have to make one crucial decision. It would doubtless come as no surprise to all but the voluntarily cloistered few, that at some stage or...
Introduction: Amazing what a simple cappuccino can lead to! At the request of many readers, I re-publish this story on XNXS *** Im still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole new slant on the education system or at least, the home education system. Problem is, I now have to make one crucial decision. It would doubtless come as no surprise to all but the voluntarily cloistered few, that at some stage or other, the average father...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Beauty comes from pain, Louisa. A proper young woman does not present herself unless she is properly coiffed, properly made-up, properly attired and wearing the proper accoutrements. That, Louisa, is what 'proper' means." Of course, I tried to argue. That is, after all, what an adolescent is supposed to do, but my mother would just purse her lips, shake her head in disgust and repeat that one sentence that she spoke most frequently...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper of New York and Newport' ~ "The day of Miranda's wedding was cloudy and overcast, so perhaps Aunt Ada had been correct. Perhaps God would not waste a beautiful day on a wedding that would lead to a loveless marriage. Instead of using the vast tents that had been erected on the lawns at Golden Bluffs, everything was moved into our grand ballroom, which was large, but could not accommodate everyone who'd been invited. So, tables were also...
Sloan’s visits were always good fun. We’d go club hopping and party up a storm at all my favourite venues in the city, where the house music would pump all night long. I didn’t get to do this as often as I’d like since my husband and his friends were ‘past the party stage’. Nevertheless tonight had been fun. We had now settled in on the couch and talked for what seemed like ages about everything and nothing. His job as a surgeon made for some interesting chats as he was so passionate about the...
CheatingChapter One She wore a gray pencil skirt with a matching jacket, tailored just enough to help lead the eye away from a voluptuous figure. Her long, dark hair was pinned back from her face and neck, with a small gray pill-box hat perched on top. Black, silk stockings with a seem up the back of her leg and a pair of black leather heels with square toes completed the ensemble. With stoic poise, she made her way through the church toward the gleaming wood of the confessionals. Entering the...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The summer of 1890 was to be the start of my new life. At fifteen years of age, I was to be presented to society and I had expected that I would then be considered an adult. That, at long last, I would have a say in my own life, my own destiny. That was not to be, though. I was still just a doll to be dressed and used as decoration in the home of my powerful parents. I was made up and dressed and used to impress the visitors who came...
My wife Carol and I had bought a four bedroom three bath home in a small community near the city of Birmingham Alabama. We were married just a little over two years and lived in the house we had purchased not much over a year when the vacation I am going to tell you about happened. I worked for an Architect - Engineering company. Carol worked near by for an insurance company. We were both just twenty four years old and although we wanted to have kids we were going to wait until we were more...
I hit the garage door opener and started to pull my car into the stall. Damn, there was a metal lawn chair in the way. I got out of the car to move it. This puzzled me for I knew I hadn't put it there. Then I saw what looked like the heel to a woman's shoe under it. It was a high heel with some glitter on it. This gave me pause and I stood there looking at it before picking it up and turning it over in my hand. Where in hell had that come from and why was the chair where it was. My garage...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "The week prior to Miranda's wedding was a hectic and crowded one at Golden Bluffs. All of our relations came to Newport for the event and many of them stayed with us. Unfortunately, we also had many friends and business associates staying as well, which did lead to some difficult choices. Father was a self-made man who had family he wanted in attendance, but they were from a lower rung of society. So, since the rooms were assigned to...
I don't know how many of you have read about the skiing vacation I took last last winter. It was a rather boring until my boyfriend Dave and his friend Jim decided to do some very kinky things to Jim's girlfriend Cathy and me, of course. None of the individual activities were new to me, but the combination of things did get me very excited. Cathy on the other hand was quite innocent of these kinky entertainments. The vacation turned out to include her first assfuck, her first time naked in...
I don't know how many of you have read about the skiing vacation I took lastlast winter. It was a rather boring until my boyfriend Dave and his friend Jimdecided to do some very kinky things to Jim's girlfriend Cathy and me, ofcourse. None of the individual activities were new to me, but the combinationof things did get me very excited. Cathy on the other hand was quite innocentof these kinky entertainments. The vacation turned out to include her firstassfuck, her first time naked in front of...
---------------- The Close family: Beach Vacation I -------------Cast:Stepfather: FritzStepdaughter: EllenGrandson: MarkFritz had taken his young stepdaughter Ellen and her teenage son Mark to the beach for a holiday. On the drive to the beach, Fritz had suggested that they take a single motel room to save on expenses. Enjoying the wonderful weather, excited about her first vacation in months, Ellen agreed without hesitation. She hugely appreciated her stepfather taking her and her son on...
This summer, my wife Ann and I went to a resort in the Caribbean. Well, with the flight delays, and the bus ride to the resort, we didn't arrive on our first day until about 7PM. Check-in went well and before you knew it we grabbed a bite to eat and were in our room. We were both so tired that night that we decided to forgo any of the bars and just go to bed and get up early to the beach, which was our main reason for the vacation. So the next morning we got up and got into our bathing suits...
Wife LoversI was having a terrific dream, my sister Sarah was sucking my dick and I was just about to blow my load down her throat. I opened my eyes to see that it wasn’t a dream, it was real, my sister was sucking my dick and I was about to blow my load down her throat! She looked up at my face and her eyes lit up seeing me smiling at her. I reached out and stroked her hair as she continued to bob up and down on my dick. Next to us in the bed was our mother, naked and still asleep, the three of us...
From The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper ~ "The July Fourth holiday was always a huge event at Golden Bluffs, as it was at all Newport estates. Most notables of Boston, New York and Washington would vie for invitations to spend the holiday at Golden Bluffs, The Breakers or The Elms, and Independence Day in 1890 was grandest that anyone could ever recall. Despite the social stature of most of our guests, the holiday was dominated by a handsome bureaucrat from The United States Civil...
Vacation at the Beach, Another Morality Tale There's a moment, as the afternoon fades toward evening and the beachgoers thin out; when the shadows start getting long and the light becomes perfect. You don't need sunglasses then. Anything seems possible. A man can dream. I wasn't interested in dreaming. I was about reality and how to shape it to my will. I knew the day was coming when I would be one of the most powerful men alive and no one would be able to stop me from doing what I...
My girlfriend, Sarah and I booked a vacation to a Caribbean adult only resort for a full week. We went from a Wednesday to Wednesday to take advantage of cheaper fares and room rates. We got there and went to the beach for the first time to see that the beach was clothing optional. We decided that there was no time like the present to get that all over tan. By Saturday when many new people were coming in we were looking like natives frolicking on the beach. Needless to say we were also fucking...
wife shows off while on the beachOur story starts out with us getting out on a vacation for a week. We decide that we need a little vacation away from all the hustle and bustle of everyday life. We fly down to the Caribbean for a week long of sun and fun. When we check into the hotel, which is right on the beach, we decide that the beach is a great place to be. I change into a pair of swim shorts while you go into the bathroom to change. You are in there for a few minutes with the door closed,...
Our story starts out with us getting out on a vacation for a week. We decide that we need a little vacation away from all the hustle and bustle of everyday life. We fly down to the Caribbean for a week long of sun and fun. When we check into the hotel, which is right on the beach, we decide that the beach is a great place to be. I change into a pair of swim shorts while you go into the bathroom to change. You are in there for a few minutes with the door closed, and when you walk out, my jaw...
Our story starts out with us getting out on a vacation for a week. We decide that we need a little vacation away from all the hustle and bustle of everyday life. We fly down to the Caribbean for a week long of sun and fun. When we check into the hotel, which is right on the beach, we decide that the beach is a great place to be. I change into a pair of swim shorts while you go into the bathroom to change. You are in there for a few minutes with the door closed, and when you walk out, my jaw...
ExhibitionismEvery year we visit this little cabin by the sea. It is quaint and bright like a glistening jewel on the beach. Skylights and large windows abound. White paint and blue trim on the outside. Comfortable and casual on the inside. The beach surrounds it. The sand reaches into it. Everywhere. The cabin is a great place to visit but it isn't the place I want to live. The nearest cabins are far enough away that sunbathing can be done discreetly. Not that any of our family are blatant nudists....
Next thing I know, I’m walking the beaches of a beautiful, warm, and exotic beach resort. And fortunately, there are plenty of college girls around here, too. I was recently single at the time, and open to just meeting new people and having fun. I’m not bad looking, a tall and thin swimmer. I feel comfortable walking around the hot girls on the beach. And yeah, I’m discreetly taking peeks at the girls in their small bikinis. I could tell it was going to be a fun trip. I met a few people my...
We arrive at the penthouse a short time later and Bud escorts me to the penthouse but doesn’t get off the elevator. I exit and head to what has now become my room. Lucifer let me have a few photos of friends and family to make it more personal as well as pick new bedding and a few accessories. I’ve found that Lucifer isn’t too bad as long as you don’t cross him and I never plan to do that. There’s a knock on my door while I’m getting ready to change clothes, “Come in”. My personal guard...
When parents go on vacation, their intent is slightly different than that of their children. That’s because there’s a big difference between the average day in an adult’s life and a child’s life. Parents like to talk about how rough they had it as kids, by comparison to what their own kids have to endure on a daily basis. But that’s mostly bunk. Kids always have it better than their parents. Nobody is taking care of the parents, feeding them, clothing them, worrying about them. And kids take...
I don’t often venture out for play without my wife but the story below is of one such rare occasion. This happened yesterday at a nearby beach. Erin was busy shopping with a girlfriend so I was solo. I had spent too much of the morning surfing porn and was pretty sexually frustrated and hot and needed to cool off so I decided to go for a swim and do some lounging while there so I grabbed a towel and headed off to the beach. The sun was baking down on me in the car while I looked for a parking...
While the Gibraltar Triumph still warms the cockleshells of the heart, a certain Birdie Brewster doesn’t rest his laurels when it comes to work. My personal Motto is Buckle Down, Cockleshells Be Damned. And, quite frankly, I was relieved to re-straddle the career grinding wheel again. At home, dinner table voiciferations were revolving around wedding matters far too much for one’s comfort, chatter-wise. While I’ve been waiting for the Ms. Sloane Miracle, my mother, my auntie, Wandy, Trish,...
One is rarely pleased when the entire f. side of the Universe conspires against you. That damnable streetcar video! And then The McGovern having the brass to share it with her mother. My displeasure would have had me tossing and perhaps even turning that fateful night, but Trish, sensing my despair, did indeed dispense succor. Three times ... manna from ... well mouth-manna, I suppose one could call it. I drifted off dreaming of that modern, phallic-shaped streetcar instead of the Gibraltar...
Sam had spent two hours teaching her older sister all about Kegels and what to do with them. The noises she made as she practiced what Sam had taught her woke Rudy up. She snarled at him to go back to sleep. “You’ve had your turn, you little weasel,” she panted. Then she went back to work flexing her Kegels around my iron-hard penis, upon which she’d been perched for fifteen minutes. She’d already had two orgasms by then. It was amazing. She barely moved, but it felt like I was being...
After our little ‘show’ in the afternoon, we return to our room for a little nap and accommodation.. As we are getting ready for dinner later in the evening on the first night, we both have what seems to be a new sense of lust for each other. This afternoon was amazing, both down at the beach, and in the room afterwards. You walk out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around you. I come up behind you, and wrap my arms around you. You smell so good, and your skin is so soft. I love to touch...
My husband and I got invited to take a vacation with three other couples. We have all known each other for a long time and wanted to reunite at a beach house owned by one of the couples in Florida. We all arrived and got settled in and started having fun. We shopped, explored the town, ate good food and drank alot. The third day the husbands went to play golf and the wives were going to hang out together. We decided to shop in the morning and eat brunch. Then we got back to the house and hit...
After our little ‘show’ in the afternoon, we return to our room for a little nap and accommodation.. As we are getting ready for dinner later in the evening on the first night, we both have what seems to be a new sense of lust for each other. This afternoon was amazing, both down at the beach, and in the room afterwards. You walk out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around you. I come up behind you, and wrap my arms around you. You smell so good, and your skin is so soft. I love to touch...
ExhibitionismAbout a month ago friends of ours invited us to join them at their condo at the beach, mom was working to try to support us both and we haven't been on a true vacation for a long time so we decided to take them up on their offer. Jim and his wife Terry and their younger daughter have been friends of ours for a long time and knew that we would enjoy ourselves at the beach. Mom was around 37 at the time and i was 17, my father left us when i was about 12 for another woman and it has just been...
IncestMs. Sloane called for me and I obeyed the norms of office society and to-and-froed my way up the rear staircase in a timely manner. “Shut the door, please, Birdy.” Some blighters, and you may have noticed this, simply shut the door. A rather casual, cavalry way, don’t you think? I assigned my full attention to the task, turned the knob counterclockwise — or is the other way? — to insure safe passage. Realigned the handle, tugged to make sure the portal was secure. Professional tailors have...
Ms. Sloane, in her attempt to extracticate me from what Trish McGovern was telling her friends was, “Engaged to be engaged,” was doing what Peggy and Pru did when soliciting new business for BB. They do extensive research. Study the history and background and backdrop, that sort of thing, of the company they’re after. The company and the industry. Auntie Pru often disappears behind a closed office door for a week or two, sometimes longer. She and my mother work with the Creative Director and...
It should come as no surprise to regular readers of this Chronicle, that Froggy Attenborough and I have rigorous intellectual discussions even when The McGovern isn’t around. Back in our salad days of yore, Trish was usually an hour or so late for our after-school Mouseketeer meetings. Piano lessons, she was always doing extra stuff — chess, debate, like that. But this was earlier on, when she’d just explained the facts of life and boobs and stuff. I remember that particular afternoon...
Once we got up and going, we grabbed a quick breakfast and decided to meet up with Mike and John at the spa. The spa area at the resort, like most, was split between the men’s area and the women’s area. You walked into the respective locker room, which included the steam room and sauna, but you went out a back door of the locker room for the Jacuzzis, which were coed. Ann and I decided that we’d start there, so we both went through our respective locker rooms and met back out at the Jacuzzi. As...
Wife LoversBikini Beach: The Vacation By Anne-Mal 'I can't believe I lost the bet! Gore seemed like a shoo-in!' Defeated, the SRU Wizard went into the men's room to change and shower. 'Oh well, I might as well make the best of it!' he thought, running Bikini Beach for a week wouldn't be so bad, while Dannie ran SRU. Suddenly he screamed and ran out naked. Grandmother smiled and handed him a one piece bathing suit, "What did you think, you would end up looking like Anya? It was...
Fortunately for me, a local hotel worker, Toby, had taken his breaks by the pool, and had proven to be very attentive, with a big black cock, and totally nude. On the first day I saw him, he had approached me on my chaise lounge and introduced himself, with his hands on his hips, a big smile on his lips, and a massive prick dangling between his legs, just inches from my face. Before long I was stroking his shaft and sucking on the head of his dick. He fucked me right there on the chaise lounge...
I wouldn’t say my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Until I saw the video that Cora had shot. Then I would say it — my Gibraltar presentation rehearsals were a disaster. Ms. Sloane seemed non nonplussed. But then she usually did. “Some room for an upgrade, Birdie. But, plenty of time. It’s not until Tuesday.” “The Sisters?” “Agree there’s an opportunity for refinement.” Gulp. “Now, what are you to focus on?” “Naked people.” “What!” “It’s The McGovern elixir for the...
My family actually owns a beach house, but it was currently having the roof repaired so we were renting this one. I’m not sure who the “real” owner of our house is -- maybe my grandparents, but my whole family used it as they pleased. We just coordinated amongst each other to make sure two parts of the family didn’t unintentionally try to use it at the same time. (We often all went together every summer, but sometimes different subsets of the family took mini-trips by themselves, especially my...
Now I rather resent the absurd notion that I was to the manner born. And I do go out of my way to avoid any hint of favoritism at work. Some chaps, having access to a key executive — to wit, i. e., for e. g., one’s mother — might take advantage of that insider connection. Birdie Brewster, for the record, took no such shortcuts. I waited until dinner, “Mamacita, you know how old school Louise Lane is...” She held up her hand, much like a school crossing guard, “Birdie, BB needs you to take on...
BB, the advertising agency, is avant-garde, social responsibility-wise. From the beginning, Peggy and Pru hired indiscriminately — no preference given to gender, sex, skin pimento, nothing like that. Now Ms. Sloane had only been in town for a couple of weeks or so, but already had an office at BB. I don’t mean a cubicle like mine, but a door, two windows, the real deal. I’m definitely going to start ordering more fish. Boiled Finnin-Haddie, say. Steamed muscles. “Come in, Birdie.” The sun...
Another summons. Another heel-and-toe up the back stairs to see Ms. Sloane. Being well versed in the art of social conviviality, I shortstopped the impending business discussion with what, in the higher corporate circles, is called an ice breaker. “Ms. Sloane, I’m thinking of having my shirts monogramed. Spiffy, no?” “No.” “Huh?” What’s wrong with Bertram Owen Osgood Brewster? She handed me a pen, “Write the monogram out, Birdie.” Done. I gave it the double-o, and it took but a mo,...
We started getting ready for dinner with John and Mike. Since we were in a hurry, Ann showered first, as it would take her longer to get dressed. I showered quickly, and when I stepped out I heard a knock at our door and Ann moving across the room to answer it. I wondered if I had zoned out in the shower, or if she had just gotten dressed much faster than normal. As I walked out of the bathroom with a towel on, I could hear John and Mike's voices and Ann letting them know we'd be ready in a...
Wife LoversSo, a major day at BB for yrs. truly. On Thursday, I’m to meet Meg Gibraltar for the first time. First time I’ve met any of our clients. The occasion? Louise Lane would be unveiling two new Harvey radio spots — 15 and 30 seconds. Ms. Sloane explained, “They’re spinoffs of our social media spots — geared for an older demographic.” “Of course.” During our pre-meeting prep, Auntie Pru had suggested, “Listen and learn, Birdie.” I nodded. She leaned in and whispered, “And keep your fucking...
Introduction: First time on a nude beach I thought Id share my latest erotic experience. As background, my daughter just graduated from high school last spring and for one of her graduation presents we decided to go to a beach for a weekend in the sun last summer. We looked on the internet for a fun beach. Padre Island looked promising, Daytona beach looked interesting, but when we read about Haulover beach, we decided that it would be fun to try it since it would be a new...
A solid month of travel, meetings, and incredible project deadlines and I was mentally, spiritually and physically exhausted. I flew home and arrived at my apartment late Thursday evening and immediately passed out. The next morning, I went in and told my boss I needed a break. One look at my face and my boss knew he had one unhappy camper on his team. He smiled at me and agreed I should take some time off. I thanked him for his generosity and returned to my desk. With two phone calls, I booked...
In The summer of 1864 Florence Harper found employment as housemaid for a well to do family in the Lincombes area of Torview South Devon’s prime resort for many of the Victorian upper classes. Florence, a very attractive girl, had everything going for her – but ironically that would ultimately be her demise. Her future was in jeopardy when she found herself trapped in a situation where she was damned if she did and damned if she didn’t Her family was on the breadline and given a mean wage...
From 'The Autobiography of Miss Louisa Harper' ~ "Langdon Beech-Thorndyke III was 'a catch.' Mother and Father thought that he would be a perfect match for me. He was twenty three and I was fifteen. My parents hoped that we would become betrothed that summer and then a grandiose wedding would follow in three years after I turned eighteen. This was my sister's summer, though. Miranda would be married in August to a Vanderbilt cousin who she barely knew. The opulent affair...
THERE IS another reason for his nickname. He’s not effeminate in the least, even if he is a beautiful boy. He is not a girl. He gets attention from other boys and men but he takes it all in and doesn’t appear to worry about it, even when it seems more than friendship is offered. More than once he’s ... OK, perhaps it’s better if I let him talk about that. I first called him “Julia” when I found him browsing through my lingerie drawer one Saturday morning a year or so ago. Unlike what I’ve...
ON THE road to S-- Julian and I doze in the back seat in happy exhaustion. In truth I am a little sore from our vigorous explorations over the last three days. Julian suffers as well. His enthusiasm matches my own and we threw ourselves happily off the metaphorical precipice in consummating our love. We mounted each other almost until dawn this morning, and I watched the night sky turn grey while Julian held my hips and pinned me in front of my open window. The lightest of cool breezes...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional! This is primarily a "group sex" tale but due to the occcasional "incestuous elements" present, has to be classified "Incest" to comply with the webmaster's rating preferences. It is the story that began the Harper Valley series which was later published as a twenty-one chapter book, details of which can be found in the author profile. ** I'm still in shock. Major league, brain-cell frying disorientation type shock! Fact is, I have now a whole...
IncestEven on the elevator ride up to their room, Mark and Cindy couldnt keep their hands off each other. With their lips locked together in a passionate kiss, Mark glanced up watching which floor they were on. Bing, the elevator landed on their floor, as the couple headed out to the open balcony to their room. Walking fast, they almost knocked over a kid yelling to his father in the parking lot below. Already having the key out, Mark attempted to unlock their room, number 817. Cindy reached around...
---------------- The Close family: Beach Vacation II -------------Cast:Stepfather / Grandfather: FritzSon: MarkStepdaughter / Mother: Ellenbrother: Allanbrother's wife: Anna---------Part 2---------Ellen's brother Allan had finally made it to the beach with his wife and their k**s for the weekend. Luckily the motel room right next door to the one the other three family members were staying was still vacant. It was a tight squeeze for the whole family, but Allan decided it was better to...
Dear Friends / Readers Here I am back with new, fresh and another special sex game played at the open beach but away from stranger’s eyes. But before anything else, I would like to thanks Rishma for her support and co-operation in posting of MY SEXUAL AUTOBIOGRAPHY. I am really thankful to my group “indiansexstories” for making me so popular among the readers. Secondly, I am also thankful to all of my readers and fans for their thousands of mail of appreciation. I tried my best to reply...
As we walk along the beach, hand in hand, we are lost in our thoughts, it is warm but not too hot, the sound of the surf caressing our ears as we walk slowly, sometimes our feet in the water, sometimes not, passing other walkers who also seem lost in their thoughts. The Chesapeake is unusually quiet tonight; only the dolphins swimming into the bay break the quiet sheen of the water. Soon we reach the edge of the public beach and enter the beach that fronts Sea Shores State Park. Now we are the...
“Froggy got off a corker last night.” Ms. Sloane smiled, “Oh?” “What’s the difference between mashed potatoes and pea soup?” “Anyone can mash potatoes.” “You heard it?” “In third grade.” “Oh.” As per his habitual habit, yrs. truly was modest re: the Gibraltar Triumph. “Piece of cake, Trish. Of course Ms. Sloane was helpful. Rather useful, in fact.” In our basement Lair, The McGovern had me in one hand, Froggy in the other, working -- with her favorite vanilla lubricant -- her...