Kindness -- Chapter 2 In the last chapter, I asked for readers to send examples of folks who showed them unconditional kindness. As we all know, there are millions of people who work very hard on behalf of others everyday. But then there are those totally unexpected moments, some might call them "random acts of kindness," that happen. These acts show the ba...
"Atkins, can you spare one of those peach-colored roses for me today?" I looked up at Mrs. Deershorn sticking her head out the window above me. The sweet old lady was about 65 and lived in the floor above me in this small apartment complex. I had moved in about 4 months earlier after a bad breakup with my longtime girlfriend. One of the reasons I took this...
Author's note: The object of this story is to track the life of Angela from an18 year old through until she is forty. It is a tale of consensual submission, outrageous exhibitionism, and total kinkiness. * I am now a 40 year old wife and mother with 2 wonderful children and a successful job in a law firm. However the journey I took to get here is, well, ve...
Somewhere in the Rigel 14/4/7 Sector she suddenly appeared outside the viewport. The navicom would indicate exactly where, because I uttered an exclamation and a question: "Great heavens! What's that?" The first part was appropriate, as I was, from the point of view of my planetary starting-point, celestially situated. The second part might equally have been...
Cold Brook is a sleepy little village of about 300 people located well north of Utica, New York, and that's where this story is based. It's about an aging doctor names Ulysses Baxter who has been a General Practitioner for the majority of his 69 years in Cold Brook, and while many of his patients have either passed on or started going to big city doctors, Dr...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a very graphic story, with farting, piss-drinking, cum-sharing and a dominant older woman, so you've been warned. If this appeals to you, please enjoy. If it does NOT, please do NOT keep reading. If this sort of thing isn't to your liking, don't read it expecting it to be and then complain about it in comments, there are tons of other...
It was warm as it often is in late September along the Florida Gulf Coat, but not hot. And at 2 p.m., just like clockwork, she was going about her ritual. It didn't seem to matter whether it was hot, warm or threatening rain, she always did the same thing. And Colin, as usual, was watching her closely. Here was this old woman (Colin figured she was 70 if a...
My hands shook as I grabbed the digital camera. This 40 year-old "fit as fuck" ginger god was just there as naked as could be and with an audience of three wide-eyed worshippers. What a memory that moment was! Both Raymond and Phil were poised and ready to spring upon him; they wanted to have him in all ways humanly possible. Their eyes were so hungry and m...
Designer stiletto heels clicked on the stone flooring and echoed around the empty church in Downtown Los Angeles as Vanessa Hudgens marched down the aisle and towards the confessional booth. She wore a skimpy white top that clung to her upper half like a needy child, her stiff pink nipples poking through the thin fabric like they were plotting an escape, and...
Every man should have a hobby. Some guys like to collect stamps. Others climb mountains, scuba dive or garden. Me? My hobby is fucking old women. And like any worthwhile hobby, you've got to put the time in to make it worthwhile. I mean, if mountain climbing is your hobby, you know it's about more than standing on the peak of the mountain. It's preparatio...