Patricia's Payments
Patricia was a professional in her mid 30s. She had gone to graduate school in mental health and had a job at one of the city's major hospitals. She drove an expensive car, wore well-made clothes, and lived in a vintage Bungalow in a hip part of town. Living alone, though, she often had more house maintenance than she could do, or wanted to do, herself. There was always something--raking leaves, cleaning gutters, fixing the sidewalk where a tree root had cracked the cement. She'd hire someone to do the job for her, usually some younger guy in his 20s, though not always. Sometimes it was whoev
What would Smokey Do?
As a girl, she'd grown up hiking in the woods, backpacking, hiking. She'd been told over and over again from Smokey Bear: "Only You Can Prevent Forest Fires."We'd had a campfire, and let it burn all the way down. I took a stick and stirred the ashes. Still, it smoldered. We were backpacking out in the dry country, where the trees aren't Doug Fir, but Ponderosa pine. Water sources were few and far between and we needed to save our water for drinking. It'd get hot in the day and we ran a real risk of dehydration.So what's a good backcountry girl to do, but pull down her pants do her part to put
Ski Bear!
Many a lusty teenager had a famous poster for Bear Valley ski resort (at least in Northern California). It showed an attractive woman (incidentally, the wife of the then-general manager), nude, from the rear, on skis, with a tree branch conveniently covering her derrière. Ski Bear...get it.... was a quintissential 70s poster, representing the wonderful naive iconoclasm of the age. How lovely. Too bad we don't see posters like this anymore.
Small but Sexy
This image is small but sexy. She made it with her camera phone, at night, and the light wasn't great, and the camera light on the cel phone wasn't very good, but she wanted to take a sexy photo. Really sexy. And naughty. She had been looking at porn on her computer, bored, lonely, and drinking white wine. She was getting hot and bothered and getting up the courage to post a picture of herself online.She was worried one of her friends, of worse, a teacher, would see her image. So she wrapped a scarf around her like a bandit.This was as sexy as she could come up with. Sometimes good
Coy Caroline
Caroline was never my girlfriend, though I always wanted her to be. I can't even remember how we met, but it was when I first moved back to Portland. I was renting the upstairs of an old bungalow owned by a burned-out hippie. Upstairs I entertained my artistic friends, filmmakers, painters, indie musicians. Caroline was from Canada on a student Visa, and seemed to have lots of time to hang out, paint, do crafts, and just listen to old records from the thrift stores. She had a boyfriend, who was nice enough, but didn't seem particularly artistic. I was Caroline's "art" friend, part actual frie
Double Date
They went on a double date out for drinks and then dancing. Their girlfriends seemed to be getting along really well, and when they got back, things took an unexpected and interesting turn. The guys, encouraged by the flirting and teasing on the dance floor, dared the girls to kiss. They did. They dared them to take off their tops, and they did. They dared them to go farther, and they did. By this point, the girls did their own thing, and all the guys could do was stand back and watch. They grabbed their phones to get a picture because no one would ever believe them.
Sarah and Sona
Sarah was in my grad program, so was Sona. Sona had a boyfriend back in Saint Louis. Sarah was from San Francisco and had broken up with her last girlfriend before coming to school and so was single, and into ether boys or girls. Sona was into boys, and specifically her boyfriend, who she planned to marry, but with enough alcohol, she was into whatever felt good at the moment. Sarah liked to invite Sona or me over to her apartment, play records and ply us with cocktails. It worked.
A Nice Relaxing Bath
She suggested taking a bath to unwind after a crazy day. She suggested she'd help him relax.
The Touch
She told her friend that the one thing she'd always wanted to do is feel another woman's nipples touch her own. She imagined it would be the softest, most erotic sensation ever.
On Vacation
The two things she wanted to do on her vacation was to go without clothes and without shaving. Her tan lines began to disappear and her stubble return.
Roomies
She and her Freshman roommate got along well. Really well.
When it's time
A lovely image. Such a tight fit, and when it's time, there's no time to take off the panties.
Wedding Photog
As a professional wedding photographer, Holly had seen a lot of things. Unfortunately, mostly she saw brides breaking down and throwing tantrums, or puking at receptions from too much to drink. And there was always always always one of the groomsmen hooking up with one of the bridesmaids.Holly hadn't started as a wedding photographer because she loved weddings. She loved documentary photography. But the fact was, weddings paid. A lot. She was hired to shoot for an entire day, or late into the night. With powerful memory cards, her DSLR could literally shoot 1000s of images. She captured
First Time
There's a first time for everything.
Devine 69
When I first began to explore sexuality with R____, we soon discovered the joy of mutual and simultaneous oral sex. It seemed so beautiful that to call it simply "69" was an insult. Somehow we decided to call it "the position of the gods." Our logic, if you could call it that, was that in Greek mythology the gods were both male and female and all equally powerful. Therefore, we figured that the gods must love a position where the man and woman are equally powerful, influencing and being influenced by the other, just as in all the stories we'd read.Of course I loved it when our love making bec
Audrey's Secret
I remember being so surprised when Audrey told me. We had just begun to get to know each other. We'd been on a couple dates. It was at that point in the relationship where you've gone out together, but but you might not yet say, "We're together."We were at one of the coffeehouses near campus. A chill place that also served beer. And in the afternoons, when most people were in class, it was a nice time to have a drink and talk. The talk soon turned to sex. Perhaps because we hadn't had any together, and there was that real excitement and anticipation because it seemed we were headed that way.N
1950s Housewife
Breaking rules is so much more fun than following them. It's no surprise that the height of cocktail culture was during Prohibition. Modern pornography (as in photographs and films depicting sexual acts) was born in the prudishVictorian Era, and wife swapping and nudism entered the American vernacular in the repressed 1950s.As Senator McCarthy was trying to call out communists, and as TV and magazines depicted perfect nuclear families, with father knowing best and mom pulling a hot ham from the oven, and the two kids studying at school and playing sports, there was just as much sexual li
The Position
After some effort and a few failed attempts, they found the perfect position. If she lay on her back, she could raise her legs all the way up and back to her ears. Being flexible was no problem, but it was hard to keep her leg up and keep her back arched up. Then they realized all he had to do was straddle her legs. Sitting on them held them back, and also put his cock right above her face. She loved this, because it pinned her to the bed, and made it impossible to move--it was basically a light form of bondage and restraint, but without messing with ropes and chains. Sometimes she love
Before Work
Girlfriend in New York, just before leaving for work in morning.
The Retreat
In college we went on a retreat out to the desert. Some of the girls decided it would be a good idea to get up in the mornings and greet the sun with yoga. Naked. It was a beautiful sight. We all had a relaxing week in the desert, hiking and eating and hanging out. It was so hot that once we stripped off our clothes, we really had no reason to put them back on. The sun felt great on our skin. The girls were comfortable in their nudity. No one shaved. Everyone was natural and free to be themselves. It really was a perfect week.
Adventurous College Girlfriend
She found that college was a great time to experiment.
The Groomsmen's Gift
According to Anglo-Saxon history, the groom kidnapped his bride in order to get married. The original best man, or the groom's warrior friend, helped the groom fight off other men while "bridesmen" or "bridesknights" made sure the bride arrived safely to the ceremony. Today, there is still a charged sexual tension between the bride and the close-knit pack of guys. Often, the groom and best man met her at the same time, like at a bar or party in college. In addition to being the best friend and right hand of the groom, the best man gives a toast during the reception, organizes the bachelor p
The Workshop
If the truest sense of documentary is to transport the viewer to a particular time and place beyond where they'd normally go in their ordinary lives, and introduce them to people they otherwise wouldn't meet, and capture on film the unfolding of life and human experience, then The Workshop is a success. Yes, it is about a 10-day New Age retreat in Northern California. And yes, it had nudity. Yes, it discusses adult situations--monogamy, marriage, and sexuality. These issues, deeply rooted in our culture and Christianity, cause many viewers to flag this film as offensive, morally corrupt, and
Her Time
Saturday mornings, she gets to sleep in. No alarm to snap her out of dreams. No dressing in the dark. The morning light spills in. She's kicked the sheets off, and lays naked on her bed. Her fingers remember her dream and the sensations she felt. Her eyes closed, her fingers know the way.
Last Call
Riding home on the MAX on Friday night, just after the clubs had all closed. Girls out dancing, dressed in their "I'm hot and feeling sexy" outfits. I was going home from working late. The girl was sitting in the seat opposite me. We were the only ones on the train. She swayed to her seat and flopped down, obviously tipsy. Her skirt fell open and she just laughed. She looked at me, not embarrassed in anyway. She was either very drunk, or just really loved attention. I asked if I could take her picture with my cel phone (this is why so small) and she raised her skirt a bit more to not only sho
Boob in Face
What could possibly be hotter than seeing your girlfriend with a boob pushed up in her face?
Hot Betty (Part 3)
So the endless debate: in Gilligan's Island, Ginger vs. Mary Ann, and in the Flintstones, Wilma vs. Betty. In both, I take the not as obviously hot, girl-next-door. The brunette over the fiery redhead. The shy one over the flirt.Wilma might have been the center of attention, but behind closed doors, Betty has a hidden side just waiting to come out.Betty was a hottie. She loved her mail-order lingereiefrom Fredricks of Hollyrock.Betty had a thing for Fred ever since she met him at Bedrock HighBetty wanted to show Fred a few tricks she'd read about.Betty loved Fred's "bone" and she was very ski
Rough Rider
We hadn't been together for a year. She'd moved to LA. I'd stayed. We'd broken up, but not really formally or officially, just weren't together. When she came back for a visit, she stayed with me and we were soon in bed. We made love fast, and then rested and made love slow. And we made love in the kitchen, and on the couch. And then, when I thought I had been completely drained, she straddled me, her butt to my face, and began to stir my limp penis back to hardness. All the sex had made my body thicker than usual and my cock large and throbbing. When she held it, she grasped it ti
College Party
College usually involves a lot of studying, hard work, trying new things, and beer. Not always in that order.
The Quickie
So sexy when it's so fast and hot that he tugs her panties down only half-way off, almost to bind her legs together as he forces into her back. She loves being pinned like this and taken.
Their Playroom
At their first apartment they had two bedrooms. One they used as their bedroom, the other as their play room. It was empty except for an old bed and a closet. Under the bed, they kept a box. It held the collection of gifts they'd exchanged to each other on anniversaries and Valentine's Days: wrist and ankle straps, ropes, nipple clamps, anal beads, vibrators and dildos of various shapes and sizes.They didn't use or go into the room for anything other than sex. So going in was an extra charge for both of them. It was their playroom, filed with their toys. Sure, they had sex in their own bed, a
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