My Most Daring Nude Exhibition

Jen picked up her bag, checking their spot on the beach to make sure she wasn't forgetting anything. Satisfied she had it all, she set out to follow her husband, Allan, to the bank of change room tents. Her pace was slow and lazy and she did a lot of people watching as she meandered along the sand. She loved the beach, but a day in the sun made her drowsy. She was ready to get out of the sun and find somewhere cool to have dinner. She looked back to make sure Ben, their son, was coming too. Smiling, she noted again that he was very suited to hanging out at the beach. His tanned, muscular, chest had all of the girls swooning that day, something he hadn't failed to notice. More than once Jen had watched as he talked to a group of girls his age, but it wasn't just the ones his age who were watching. She had noted many of the older women keeping an eye on him as well. Ben, bringing up the rear, smiled at her and picked up his pace to a jog, passing her to join his father. Sev

Re-uploaded to fix errors. This story contains nonconsenual elements. *** For centuries humans have been the pushovers of the world. Despite being more numerous than the other races it was petty divisions that left them as easy and enjoyable prey. Elves teased and tormented them during their raids. Orcs took men and women to be their pleasure slaves. Fairies played all manner of tricks and jokes on any human they could find. Beastfolk commonly kidnap a person to act as their personal pet. No one knew what the Demons did with their captured humans, though anxious minds often come up with extravagant ideas. Alliances between human clans were often fleeting and barely useful in staving off all the threats that faced them. That was the case until the Mortal Goddess appeared. Her influence spread quickly but quietly, and within a few short years most of humanity had found the banner they needed to gather under. The clans waited to hear what their goddess would do to face their enemies, an

Chapter 1 I fucked up, big time. That's how I ended up here. I had a promising career going as an assistant principal at the high school, with a wife and two kids and a house in the suburbs. Then one day, boom! It was gone in a puff of smoke. It was totally my fault, too. I knew better. I'd been having an affair with this woman who worked for me. Call it a mid-life crisis, I guess. The sex with Amanda was great for a while, but when I told her I wanted to end the affair because I felt guilty about cheating on my wife, she got angry. She filed a complaint with HR, claiming it was sexual harassment, saying I threatened to end her career if she didn't put out. It wasn't true, but once I admitting to having sex with a subordinate, no one wanted to listen to anything else. I was quickly fired and unceremoniously escorted out of the building. Of course, my wife, Kayla, found out. She barely said a word to me, just told me to get out of the house then filed for divorce. Befo

All of the characters and actresses in this video-script are at least 18 years old. Episode 52: A Fantasy Birthday Present. Two attractive 20-something women are sitting in a living room. They're both dressed modestly: plain blouses, a skirt below the knees, moderately high heels. One has her large purse on the floor next to the foot. The other says "this has been a very nice evening. Thank you for dinner." "Well, thank you for letting me share your birthday with you." "But I think I have to send you home, now. We can continue our date tomorrow, but I've still got some papers to grade for tomorrow." "Not until I give you your present." She stands up. The woman with the birthday rises, too. "The dinner was gift enough, really." "No, I insist. I've got something in my purse for you, but I have to get it ready. You have to wait here and don't peek." The other woman sits back down. "All right, but don't

Saturday afternoon, I am laying on the bed, basking in the afterglow. I can feel Soy boy's cum leaking out of my well used ass. I hear the shower and try to stand up, my legs are a little shaky, and my ass is tender. I wobble my way to the bathroom, and find my best friend is already in the shower. I admire his smooth toned body as I enter, the warm water feels refreshing on my tired body. We kiss, and begin quietly washing each other. I am soaping Soyboy's chest, our mouths still attached, sensually kissing. I let my other hand slide down his tummy towards his little throbber. I am stunned as he stops me, "I am too sore, he moans apologetically." I kiss my friend gently, and then teasingly say "You only came five times so far." We chuckle, kissing as we wash, Soy boy, moaning in pain every time his little cock tries to grow. We finish up, as we dry off, we decide to watch a movie, and maybe order some food. Soy boy teases me as I walk to the living room.

She loves me! Matthew's head was spinning. He was in a daze as lay on top of Priya's soft, naked body. His flaccid penis was still inside her and he was mindlessly kissing into her neck. Her hands were gently stroking his back. This woman who I've been secretly in love with for years, actually feels the same way! He lifted up and looked at her, and his heart fluttered as her dark eyes blinked up at him. She offered a smile and pursed her lips. He kissed her softly, briefly sucking her upper lip. He tasted some of her saliva and his heart pounded. This is really happening! "So what are we going to do?" She asked, hesitantly. And that was the million-dollar question. What couldthey do? This family was tightly-knit. Priya and Raj already had a child. Not for the first time, Matthew cursed the fact that didn't meet her a year earlier. Meeting her when he did, there was nothing that could be done. He had already been dating Zoe for several months when that happen

It was just a week after my father had been killed in a car crash. I was only 19 years old and lived at home attending a commuter college. Only my mother and I were left living in a small two bedroom one bath house I had grown up in. My name is Tim and my mother's name is Elizabeth. My mom gave birth to me when she was 19 years old. My mother was a virgin on her wedding night and the only man she had ever experienced sexual intercourse with was my father. Like all mothers of this era, my mom had a full bush of pubic hair. It was just the way things were. Sleep was a bit difficult in the more than quiet house we now shared without my father there. It was the middle of the summer and very warm one evening as I was in my bed in just my boxers and my mother was in her bed just down the hall wearing her pink nylon and lace knee length nightgown. We both slept in our rooms with the doors open. "Are you awake Tim?" I heard from down the hall. "Yes...It's a little warm