This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Too many readers don't vote. I need your vote. Please vote. * Middle-aged man finally wins the heart of a beautiful woman half his age. * Better than 50 yard line seats at a football game, almost as good as watching two women stripping one another naked in a catfight, sitting front row center across from the net whe...
Her screen name was Kitten. She had been my online friend now for a month giving her age as twenty on the night we met. On several occasions she had showed me her face in private chat. I could see her long light brown hair falling to her shoulders and her full lips. I go by the screen name Miss T. Kitten was one of the few who had seen my face and put it wi...
Chapter 2: Teacher Turned Slave I knocked on his door... The anticipation of the initial moments was nerve racking. He came to the door with this satisfying grin on his face. He led me into his very small apartment to the couch/bed! LOL! Yes he sleeps on his couch -- it's one of those efficiency places! This happened to be my first time in one so I was a bi...
Positive thinking versus negative thinking, it's all in your attitude. Hi, I'm Paul Thomas. My friends call me PT because those are my initials and because I'm a new disciple of Roger Evans and his quasi religion of positive thought. I bought his franchise for fifty thousand dollars. I used the inheritance received from when my Dad died to buy it. Through v...
I should have known that the tardiness of my instructor would rival my own. I was only ten minutes late to class. He would late by fifteen. Tabitha greeted me in the hallway, taking the tea from my hand, and taking a savoring sip of it. Her eyes were closed in bliss and I swore that I saw healthy color come back to her ashen face while she basked in the good...
Upturned ass, with a twitching hole I've just spent nearly half an hour coaxing open. Legs slightly apart, panties at the knees, balls and cock hanging down in a straight line, everything slick with lube and my saliva, with the tip of the head dripping precum. Over time I've learned to delay my obvious urge to jump in and start pounding, just long enough to...
Lorraine was accustomed to do her main shop travelling to the supermarket by the number 25 bus. In her forties, slim and petite she had looked after herself and boasted good health. Much to the envy of friends who said she was the sort of person that, no matter what she eats, never puts on weight, but Lorraine claimed it was exercise too and keeping away fr...
Dumas, Arkansas should have been called, "Dumb Ass." The entire county was populated with men who never thought of the necessary things to please their wives, and they richly deserved to be known as "Red Neck Assholes." This was a cult thing, in that the highlights of their day was drinking moonshine, and following some coon hounds into a swamp, after dark,...
Eighteen-year-old girls just don't really do that much for me. That may sound ridiculous coming from a guy, but I'm 35 and have always liked older women, or at least women within a few of years of my age. The last few months have been somewhat unpredictable for me; I thrive on being a planner and hate unpredictability. I'm having to change careers, or at lea...
Hi, I'm Meow, like the cat noise. I am thirty-nine. This journal had no working title. Geoff and I labelled it as a series of numbers; 365-104 seemed to be an appropriate choice of numbers when I first sat down to write this book. Indeed, that is the name of the file on my computer, 365-104. I should explain why I came to write a diary of my orgasms! After a...