Two hours later the Tea Rooms was back in business. The atmosphere was heavy with the stink of bleach water and everything shone like a new pin. Patrick O'Hare was busy ushering his guests back to their tables, the referee had the rugby game ready to restart and a new string of riders had formed to continue the Tour d'Orgasme. "Quite the intermission wouldn...
In various stages of undress they left the house. "Let's take the van, there is more room to get comfortable." Boyd said, "You guys go ahead, I have to have a pee". "I'll join you" Beth said, "no sense getting the car seat wet or accidently squirting on you. You have trouble keeping your hands off the naughty bits when we drive." Boyd and Beth stepped...
It's the center of Middle Age culture and the Renaissance and attracts a large audience from all over the world since most of the masterpieces from these periods are located here. My wife, Doreen, and I have a particular love for any works by Michelangelo and there are more in Florence than anywhere in the world. Our Lufthansa flight arrived in Frankfurt ear...
Sarah and Diana were frantically rushing around, in preparation for the housewarming party that evening. As there were going to be twelve people coming, Sarah had called in a catering firm to lay out a cold buffet with a free bar. The firm's operatives had just finished setting up the big sitting room as the party room, and had left. Alison had bought a s...
From the very first moment I laid eyes on Doreen Shields she became an obsession; something about that big, beautiful, mature woman just grabbed me and made me notice her charms, shaking all thoughts and images of other females out of my mind. I immediately closed my little mental black book -- that is, all other females that I'd been admiring, pursuing or t...
I walked toward the school parking lot when I heard a familiar voice call out. "Mike can you take me home?" asked Doreen one of my math classmates. "Got to go to the auto parts store first," I replied, "hop in and I'll have you home in a little while." "I didn't know this Chevy belonged to you. This is really cool." "Thanks," I replied. My 57 was a two...
The story so far: Doreen, a lonely, plus-sized middle-aged widow, receives an invitation from something called The Zaftig Society for what appears to be a swingers' party. She does not attend, but when the night of the party comes, she can't help thinking about it... and pleasures herself. * Doreen was in a store on the other side of town, which she had ne...
That night, Jill arrived home later than usual as one of her daughters remembered a last minute project that called for posterboards and other arts and craft items. Obviously most of the students in the area had similar assignments as the school supplies shelves in most stores were bare and it wasn't until the 6th store that she finished finding the requisit...
Thanks to the Hip and Knee Doctor for editing assistance. There is no sex in this story. Sorry. Malcolm James was not the blackest man I ever met, but he was in the top ten. Actually, he wasn't very black at all, he just seemed that way. Although he was not even six feet tall, he always left quite an impression. Maybe it was the perpetual snarl that was o...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have adapted and edited these notes and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at l...