Nudism Stories

On an exploratory road trip to the east coast I found the perfect home in New Hampshire. Now, if I could buy it I'd be happy...If I could find someone to sell it...If I could find out who owns it...and what about the fine red lines surrounding the house when it's foggy? Why do most of the old men look alike and why are the women young, buxom, blond and beautiful. But, most of all, what casts the shadows on the windows?

A girl awakens, trapped in a cramped cage. Can she escape, or will she come to love the cage?

A Story in the The Ministry of Sexual Gratification Universe
A country's schoolchildren are groomed to be virgin bedmates for the King and Queen and, after a week of non-stop sex at the Royal Palace, are afterwards inducted to an elite society. The best of them go on to deflower other virgin students in a well regulated government program, who are admitted to another honor society. And the very best of those enter civil service as sexual liaisons for the executive staff and dignitaries, diplomats, and others favored by the King and Queen.

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Redwood Estate as I patrolled the neighborhood, the call for a "disturbance" involving two young women ringing in my ears. At first, I thought it was nothing—just a couple of kids making noise. But when I arrived, my heart skipped. Two identical girls, standing naked in the street, explained it was their family's tradition. The law had an exception for cultural practices, and there was nothing I could do.

An archaeologist finds a statuette of a Fertility Goddess on a dig and is compelled to smuggle it home, where it causes changes in her, her children, her neighborhood, and more.

Valerie sits down beside early-retired lawyer Barry on a commuter train. Blonde, blue-eyed, tall, and very chesty, Val has his full attention. She doesn't mind him staring; she's used to it. Both in their 40s, he learns Val is an actress, playing the role of a valkyrie, a legendary German warrior. When he reveals his private backyard pool, she's tempted. As it happens, off the train she is out of options, and he's ready to step in and offer his place to swim and stay.

I would work in the nude. Now I may never have needed to wear a bra in my life, being a double A, fried egg kind of girl up top. but below the waist I was all girl, curves and high tight butt and legs that looked longer than what belonged on a five foot seven inch girl. So I asked, "What about the beach and swimsuits, if I let my pubic hair grow it would look gross."

A summer of discontent made glorious by the introduction of soon-to-be step-sisters. This is the first of a new series of adventures for Dave.