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Lita stretched as she awoke and felt her body ache in places it had never ached. She opened her eyes to find herself alone to her surprise. She touched her breasts where only the night before Damien had suckled them to the point of tenderness, and now they were grazed with his mouth, but not for the worst. Her hand went on down and touched her pussy, strokin...
Britt Eagles was teetering on becoming a real slut by the time she was eighteen. * Reeking of sex one evening (she'd been active in the steamed-up parked car of the 30-plus driver), she'd kindly invited her date in for refreshments when was about to drop her off outside her home because he looked so exhausted. Her parents initially ignored them as they w...
(Author's note: this story is partly about the "girl cooking" fetish which to me is both hilarious and sexy but if it turns you off, this is your warning to stop here. Otherwise, I hope you like it.) Two weeks after my 18th birthday Daddy ran off with his secretary and I moved in with his parents, my Grandpa Abner and Grandma Lucy. Mom came right after...
Byron's hackles were up - he had never in his life seen an elder so rudely treated by her family. Sunday noon in San Diego, at a large, inexpensive "soup-salad-bread" restaurant, he was sitting alone in one of the big horseshoe-shaped booths, dressed in shorts, running shoes, and the tee-shirt from the morning's 10k race. His flight back to the east coast...
* * * * * (This story is read by Bamagirl (Deb), Thanks Deb) Click Here to listen to Bamagirl read the story. (20 min/RealMedia) You need the free Real Player to listen to this file. * * * * * They run through the cornfields darting and sprinting. Dodging each other's grabs and playful slaps. Sue Ann, "Squealed," as Luke grazed her arm with a diving gras...
Waking up sometime later and remembering everything Grandma told me I was still exhausted and overwhelmed as I made my way into shower and dress. I opted for basic day wear clothing donning jeans and a light pink sweatshirt over my matching beige panty and bra, wearing no hosiery or socks as I slid into some straw colored canvas espadrilles giving me a littl...
I was twenty-eight when my Grandma Pearl passed away. I still remember every moment of that call. I knew immediately it was bad news. My great Aunt Mary didn’t make many phone calls. “Emily, are you sitting down?” Aunt Mary said. “I don’t know how to tell you this. It’s your Grandma Pearl. She died today.” I didn’t cry then, or at the funeral, or even in...
An account of the early life when Don got married and lived under Pa and Grandpa's roof. My Baptist Life - Don Brown There was a lot of activity in the Brown homestead in the late 40s early 50s as 3 healthy children were born to Jacob and Janet Brown. I was in the middle so had plenty of female support growing up, sometimes painful but always loving. We...
My wife and I were on holiday in south-west England last summer in our motorhome. We pitched next to a bigger motorhome occupied by a couple who I guessed were in their late-50s, just a few years older than us. During our first evening at the campground we soon got chatting and started to get to know each other over a shared bottle of wine. David was the qui...