It was the mid eighties and I had been married and divorced and went out with a number of women my age and younger in my bid to find a new partner, but my fantasy for older women was still strong. I met a lady whose name is Yvonne and who worked for me. I was a retail operations manager for a chain of retail outlets in the south of England. Yvonne worked in...
I was in my adjoining hotel room bathroom staring into the mirror while applying my eyeliner when my grandfather peeked his head into the door and said, "I was just checking to see if you were about ready. It's 6:45. You know you don't have to go to this boring ole dance if you don't want to. I won't be upset." I turned and looked at him before replying, "...
This is the eight part of the series and takes place after the last part. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** Karla and I walked into the dining holding hands. Anne, Bob, Mistress Emma, and Hans were sitting at a table and they waved us over to join them. Karla and I were naked. W...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This is a true story as told to me by my friend, Jeff. So, there I was, a guy in his late twenties, in love with an eighty year old woman, who was also his grandma. I thought things might have slowed down a bit for her, but she seemed to be as rampant as ever, in fact she couldn...
When I was born was always a mystery to me. My Pa never talked of my mother and so all I remember is being. He told me I looked like her when he was drunk but gave no hint how. My two little sisters, big brother, my Pa and I took care of the farm up in the Mountains of Kentucky. Pa and Sam worked the fields. I worked the house, raised the twins. Terry and Me...
Jason's Mom and Grandmother stood naked in the archway between the kitchen and the living room with their arms folded. Sensing the seething synergy coming from the woman of the house, the room went suddenly silent while one by one, but for Susan, they all looked towards the archway and her. Still poised on her knees in front of her father, Susan hung her hea...
Your response to the first part of "Keeping it in the Family" has encouraged me to keep it going. A lot of people expressed an interest into Maxwell, so some of the questions will be answered here, but keep your shirt on, because there's more to come, and it may just surprise you. Part IV My little escapade with grandpa really had me going. I was lying i...
Aylar Radulescu was a beautiful girl. Half Arab half Romanian, she had golden skin, large brown eyes and long, dark brown waves of thick, bouncy hair. Her 18 year old body was hot to say the least, small and athletic with smallish, perky breasts and a firm, round ass. The thing is, Aylar knew she was hot and used it to her advantage. She could have any guy s...
I hardly slept the night after I had fucked 'Grandma'. I would like to say that guilt was what kept me awake -- it wasn't. The reason I couldn't sleep was that I wanted more. As sick as I knew it was I couldn't help but be excited. I would fall asleep for a little while and then wake up. I beat off twice during the night but it never calmed me down enough...
Sep 15, 1950 The Deep South. Only fire will cleanse this evil from this house! It festers in every nook and cranny! The old black woman looked like evil that had taken a poor misshapen form. Her skin looked burned with some of the flesh fallen away. A fire sprang out of nowhere and roared all around her. It ran up the walls and along the ceiling burning and...