Written by Romane. Translated by Her Solitary Dreamer Miss Sexy Voice then led me toward another part of the room, and made me sit on the ground, with legs spread and my hands on my back. I felt some hands, from somewhere behind me, come to rest on my breasts, just as some men were ejaculating on me. A young woman caressed my breasts, allowing the watery sp...
(Note to Readers: The characters in this story are much older than 18. The sex is straight-female-and-male, with an unusual aspect at the end. It's a short story, so you'll know the aspect soon enough. This is an entry in the Summer Lovin' contest.) June 4. Right about the time that I'd hear from Margaret. Sure enough, earlier today I got an e-mail from her...
How I ended up playing on an over 40 team at age 35, I really don't know. I have play soccer for more years now that I haven't. Somehow I found myself illegally playing in an over 40 league for a team of mostly Brits. They were pretty good but I had ten years on most of them. I was definitely the star of an old mans team as the young stud. The team won more...
The VampirTARA Chronicles Ch. 5 : My first black experience ( * title pic ) Hello this is my true story, now a little bit about me. I'm Tara, a 40 year old married Druid polygamist (not Mormon) funeral director/mortician that operates our family mortuary and cemetery. Our family consists of our husband, myself, my two sister wives Toni 38 (that's also...
This is a work of pure fiction. After seeing a documentary on Plato's Retreat, I decided to cast my wife Julie as the star of the story. Unprotected sex with strangers was the "norm" pre-AIDS. * August 1978. It was a hot summer on Long Island. Julie and I had been married about a year. She was 21 to my 22. We were attending a party at her bosses house with...
DARRELL My wife and I had been married for 22 years. Both in our mid 40s. She is still a curvy, sexy, 5-foot-4 knockout in great shape. I am not as fit, have developed a bit of a beer belly. Our sex lives had become less active and much less passionate. We still get it on a couple times a month. But we are no longer craving it, clawing at each other. Ag...
"I thank Heaven that I found a husband who respects my religion and accepts me with all of my flaws, this man loves all of me, including my damn awful farts," Mariam Sarmadi-Diallo said, as she sat in the Women's Circle. Surrounded by her fellow practitioners of the Bahá'í Faith, the raven-haired young Persian woman spoke without fear or shame. Her statement...
In the year 1812 a group of Indians, whilst scouting near a forest found an unconscious black man. They saw that he was hurt, so they argued for a few moments, and then they decided to take him back to their tribe. They have now treated the man for four days, and still he has not fully come out of his unconscious state. But then on the fourth day. The bl...
It was late Friday night and I was sitting at the sofa waiting to hear from my wife. I sent several texts and two voicemails, receiving no response. Her locator was turned off. The only information I received was a text from her best friend, Angie, who told me she was alright, and she'd be home late. Still, I was pissed when I heard the garage door open. Wh...
Damn, what a day. A phone call wakes me up at 4 AM, an hour earlier than I should be waking up. It's my mom, bitching about her back and how she needs more Vicodin. Hearing my mom in pain is horrifying, but so is the idea of her becoming a dope fiend. Images of crackheads roaming outside my door flash into my mind. I was in med school and needed a cheap plac...