Urban Oddballs: Bred to be a Bimbo Edited by Zoomie69, Thegreat_pretender, Bhorny The Minotaur massaged his brow as he stared at the profile on his phone. He looked up at the little green woman that sat before him and back at his phone again. "Okay, Miss...Gaxi. Is this a prank?" The little green woman looked at the frustrated bull with a confused expr...
My wife Lynn has been seeing her current lover Elliot for slightly over seven months now. If you have read my previous stories, you will remember him as the young stud that she had met and was seduced by in a nightclub one night. They continued to meet and what was once a casual fling has now became a full-blown affair that isn't slowing down. My cuckolding...
Another day He woke early, when it was still dark. 5.00, proclaimed the glowing red glyphs on the alarm clock. He stretched and smiled, his eyes catching sight of his lover's discarded clothes on the floor, reminding him of their last night's adventures. He turned, and looked at the girl, lying sleeping softly next to him, scarlet locks falling in a curve a...
I have always had a yen for mature and older women. This was particularly true during my younger high testosterone years. As I have grown older, the age gap of interest has narrowed if only because women older than myself at this time of my life, are often no longer interested in arousal. I don't know what triggers my erotic interest in any particular woma...
My father is mad, again. "Kennedy, I'm not mad, it just upsets me," he says in a whisper, looking down at Jackie as if the little boy tugging at my hand cannot understand what he is saying if he lowers his voice into a serious tone. Jackie is an intelligent boy though. He can understand much more than a four year old should be able to, including the tensio...
CHAPTER ONE Tad Dow on a trip to present a paper at the Annual Conference of the Traditional Taoist Society had toured Hong Kong, The Three Mile Dam, The Great Wall and the historic sites of Beijing. Today, the day of the waxing moon, he was to speak in the auditorium of the College of Religions Studies, but at this moment he was meditating facing North in...
The twin hassocks in our living room were padded black leather cubes. They'd been pushed together in front of the sofa. Two chairs, matching the sofa, were placed together at its end, making the seating arrangement into an L-shaped amphitheatre, with the hassocks as the stage. The hassocks sat on a black rug; the sofa and chairs were draped in black as well....
By Legmaster and Hussy Edited 10/28/04 by Susurrus Stephen had come into town for business. He arranged it so he could stay the weekend to play with me. He finally was taking me up on my offer to play tour guide. I was psyched beyond belief and had started planning the second we got off the phone. Friday night found us on MetroNorth heading into New York...
My husband, Scott, writes about our adventures. ***************** My wife Donna and I have been active all of our lives. We both enjoy hiking, biking, swimming, and other outdoor activities. This did not change once we each hit 40. The one thing we did notice was that many of our friends began to slack off on their activities as they got older, particular...
by EgmontOriginals© Ivy stood at the top of the incline leading to the beach. The wrinkled-faced Maori woman with teeth missing smiled an eye-twinkling smile at her. "He's down there in that shed he calls home," the woman pointed. Rangi began thinking about the days seventy and more years ago when her grandfather and his men used to take the wool out thro...