Hey guys!! Sorry this one was a little late... I really hope you like it... Please do rate, vote and comment... My editor HMEdits was huge help as usual and I want to thank him for it... Have fun!! Marie * * * The pain was excruciating but what numbed my mind over it was the fear. Why did I have to go through it? Was I really dying? What is going on wi...
This is the first of a couple of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. List of charters for this chapter; Grandmother Dee, age 63 (average build for a 62...
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: What follows is a story of romantic sex, much centered around foot worship, between a woman much older than the young man she seduces. If you do not like stories of older women and younger men, do not read. If you do like them, please enjoy and vote accordingly and comment if you so desire Thank you) She saw him right away. Being observant...
My name is Rebecca Davis, formerly known as Tabitha. My first job after graduating high school was delivering part time for Pizza Hut. Mom wanted me to go to college, of course, but I wasn't certain I really wanted to. I know people who had gone thousands in debt to go to college and had to take second jobs to help pay it off because they couldn't get jobs...
I met Bobbie on a trip to Jamaica. She was sweet and compassionate, and friendly. Me, I'm 22 years old, was at a wedding, and saw her in the bar one night and chatted her up. Granted, there is the age difference -- Bobbie was 69 years old -- but something about her struck me. I'm drawn to older women; they're easy to bed and eager to please, no questions ask...
I might as well tell you how it all went down from the beginning and believe me it was all worth it. It all went down one night when I knocked on Mrs. Tate's door to tell her about the rent situation. I didn't know what I was in for when it came time to meeting her, but as I waited I kept calm and cool, hoping things would turn out for the best. "Who is it?...
Bex Thresh, of the Singularity Principalities, knelt low and touched his snout to the obsidian floor of the Pulsar Castle of House Xosh's freehold. His palms spread and despite hardening his scales for the kick, the impact of the Bryaugh bruiser that stood to the left of him still felt like being hammered by a gravity-drill. Bex rolled and tumbled, then came...
Authors Note: I think it was Andre who suggested this chapter to me, and I think he was jealous of all the attention his brother was getting. Sometimes younger siblings learn the most about life by being able to observe their older sisters and brothers. I know in my own family the thoughts of my youngest have been greatly influenced by his older sister and...
I wake up in the middle of the night. I have psyched myself into such a state that I just can't go back to sleep. Thinking back over the years, everything started with a size 32A bra. It happened on one morning when I just turned 13. In my locked bedroom, I clipped on a flimsy unpadded white cotton bra. I knew that I didn't need to wear one but I had been d...
This happened a long time ago; in the nineteen sixties, a few months after my eighteenth birthday. I'd known Miss Princess since I was fifteen when she and her sailor husband moved into one of the two ground floor apartments in the two storied building obliquely opposite to where I lived with my grandparents. Soon after moving in she started making and sel...