The next day, after the events in the hall, (see Naked Yoga) I was still filled with the power of love. This love included others in my sense of self. Parvati, Harish, Carol, Paul, Jack, and I meditated naked outside under a large tree. We sat in a circle...
The early morning sun warmed my body through my baggy sweat suit as I went through my morning yoga routine. As I moved into the Shoulder Stand Pose (Sarvangasana) I could feel my abdomen and back muscles taking the strain. I looked past my grey top, and m...
Watching my stepdad and Mr Ryan playing in the swimming pool I admired their well-toned bodies and their handsome faces. I hugged my knees to hide the growing dampness of my red bikini bottom. “Hi, Kitty, your stepdad is hot,” whispered Beth, resting next...
“Strip.” “Whaat?” “Disrobe.” “Is this a joke?” “Lady, take off your clothes.” “Why would I do that?” “You’re here, aren’t you?” “So what?” “You want to see the owners?” “I am here on official business. Not to reveal myself to a leach like you.” “Official...
“Do you want to see my tattoo?” asked Petra, as we sat in her lounge, enjoying our weekly midmorning coffee. “Sure.” I looked at my beautiful friend, her long red hair cascading over her shoulders, not sure what to expect. She wasn’t dressed in her normal...
“Today is the big day,” I said, lying naked on my back under the covers next to my husband, Paul. He turned to me and pressed his dripping erection against my thigh. His hand slowly caressed my breasts, playing a little with my nipples before he slid his...
On Thursday morning, during her scheduled run through Hyde Park, Sally’s long blonde hair was tied behind her head. Running past the statue of Peter Pan, along the lake and up a small incline, the sexy dancer felt a lightness in her step she could not exp...
Yarba looked at Randith riding his cock, admiring her heavy tits bumping up and down. For the High Priestess of Calypso and despite her age, a mere 150, she had the appearance of a thirty-year-old and the fucking energy of a teenager. The grip she put on...
Prologue In the swirling mist of forgotten history, one solitary god, the marble white deity, Phallus, reigned supreme over all of Kharbah, the land of men. At the foot of the Cold Mountains stood his High Temple, overseeing the walled city of Je’Mah....
The day after our orgy on New Year, my wife, Lorraine and I slept for a few hours before we had brunch with other nudists/swingers next to the large crystal-clear pool. Although everyone was naked, no one had enough energy left to fuck or even engage some...
Two years ago, my wife, Lorraine decided as we didn’t want to spend another New Year in the white cold of Chicago. Being modern nudists/swingers, we surfed the web in search of a place that would meet our needs. After an hour of checking out the nude beac...
“You three have buggered up my life,” I said, staring at the fully clothed Celeste, Naomi and Sam. “Your little game caused my lady parts to become very demanding.” All three just shrugged and continued our walk towards the river. I stood there for a mome...
“When a man walks or rides into a forest, he is lost among the trees, can’t see ahead, doesn’t know what might be lurking there. The forest surrounds him, obscures him with shadows, confuses itself with him by its vertical composition and competitive deta...
The fifth day of our reality TV survival program had a few surprises for Celeste, Sam and me, Naomi. The first was the arrival of the producer, Fred, and program psychologist, Julia, at our camp, and the second was Julia's massive orgasm. She must have be...
The Fiery-necked Nightjar's mournful lament, "Good Lord, Deliver Us," filled the night air as Naomi, Sam, and I, Celeste, sat around the fire. We were silent, listening to the sounds of the night. In the distance, I could hear a male lion proclaiming his...
