Motorcycle Monday: Rocking The Ride

goin' to California with an achin' in my heart... 

Marge Monday: Tropical Getaway

Marge and Homer need time away from the kids.  They heard about a clothing-optional resort for couples, and decided it was just what they needed. 

Hotel Play

Mirror, Mirror, On The Ceiling

Self shot up, from hotel bed into ceiling mirror, by Brittany Market. Sexy, haunting. Creative, original, and leaving so much room for imagination. We'll be featuring more of her work. She's a really interesting artist.

In-Flight Flasher

This takes guts. But the results are glorious.

Roadtrip!

This is exactly how to have a roadtrip.

Hotel Bed

Bed and Breakfast Bondage

When they checked into the victorian B&B, the proprietors asked if the couple was newlyweds or celebrating their anniversary.

"Anniversary," they answered, and exchanged a knowing look.

There was no question that the proprietor, a kindly woman who decorated with dollies, knew that young couples would come to the B&B for "romantic getaways," meaning, specifically, sex.

But did she have  any ideas how the curtain cord would be used?

In-Flight Entertainment

Seems like all the flights these days are always packed. Here's one way to make the flight a little more bearable.

Her Nice Side, Her naughty Side

Wife On Vacation

Motorcycle Monday: The Spirit of the Ride

So this isn't nude, or overtly sexual, but it is sexy. This is why we ride together.

Assuming the Position On Vacation

In our hotel room in France. We've been walking, and time to spend a little time indoors.

Her Gift To Truckers

On The Train

Here's one way to help make a train ride go faster...

Motorcycle Monday: Catching Some Rays

Stop for a break, peel off the shirt, and kick back against the gas tank to catch some rays. Yep. Pretty much a perfect afternoon riding in the redrock.

Hot Lift Operator

Gotta love the hot girls who take a semester off from college so they can work the ski season. Running a lift can be pretty boring, and there are lots of ways to make it a little more exciting.

Vintage Threesome on Vacation

From the tanlines, I'm going to guess that the couple is from a colder, cloudier climate. Perhaps they are on vacation in winter to get a little sun. Perhaps, say, an English couple in the south of Italy, or a Canadian couple in Mexico.

Their first few days, she has been at the beach and by the pool, soaking up sun. He's worn pants and short sleeves. Perhaps he's here for business, or taking in other sights. 

They have a simple, affordable room, with a view of the ocean. A bed. 

She has met a young man. Maybe a bellhop, the pool boy, or just a local. 

The couple has talked about it for over a year now, and they thought perhaps the vacation was the chance to finally fulfill the fantasy. They wouldn't meet anyone they knew, and they'd leave. Short, sweet, simple. 

And so, when they invited the young man to join them, he easily agreed. He'd seen many couples through the season, and watched many wives in their 20s and 30s strip down to bikinis, and slick their bodies with tanning oils, and stretch out on the pool chairs. How many had he seen and lusted for? Maybe a hundred. And he hoped that even though the chances were small that one couple would ask him, there was always the chance, and statistically, it could happen.

At last it did. 

You Can Be Anyone in Anywhere America

She loves having sex in a motel room. The ugly curtains and matching bedspread, the bad art on the wall, the TV, the plastic cups wrapped in plastic. The rooms all look the same, feel the same. Even smell the same. Like they could be anywhere and nowhere. It makes her feel like she can be anyone, anything. When she leaves and goes back home, she is married, a responsible professional. When she's in a motel room, she can put on stockings, her black leather boots that she calls her "slut boots."

Sometimes she imagines she's a stripper. Sometimes a prostitute. Sometimes that she's a cheating wife, having an affair. Or a dominatrix. Depends on how she feels at the moment, but in a motel, she can always feel like she can be whatever she wants. Anything goes in the generic anonymous roadside motel somewhere in Anywhere America.

Ride to the Top

The gondola ride took more than 15 minutes, giving us plenty of time for a little fun. I suggested she pose nude for the camera. To my surprise, and delight, she said ok!