Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. * Susan catches her seventy-something-year-old mother having sex with her forty-something-year-old boyfriend. Continued from chapter 6: Deb sat on Tommy while jumping up and down on his prick. For an old broad she was quite agile. For an old broad, she was extremely flexible. For an old broad, she was...
CHAPTER TWO It was early afternoon when the veterans returned home. It was still mid autumn, that 17th of Ámyrðria, on Freo-twā, or the second free-day of the middle of the month. The fields were still ripe with grain and the women and the children of Meryton and Jasper Valley were forsaking their day of rest to bring in more of the harvest. Many of the fie...
Heather had been a slut when we met. You would have thought that an average looking man in his mid forties would be happy, having split from his wife and taken up with an attractive 20 year old with an unusually high sex drive. But, as is the case with most things in my life, it wasn't enough. I wanted more. I always want more. I had found out that Heather...
This one is only a shorty, 1,900 words. No sex, sorry, and it is mostly dialogue. My thanks to CTC, once again, for the ideas and edit. There is no twist, just a different way of presenting things. ++++++ THE SCENE: Dave Brown is sitting at the kitchen table. It is Sunday evening and his wife, Deborah, has just walked in, carrying a small suitcase. T...
It was 1956, and Bethany was only sixteen growing up in the small town of Bakersfield, Iowa. It was an idyllic time to be a teenager, in an idyllic small Midwestern town. Bethany had always believed that she was blessed to have been born into such a time and place to what, after a time of trial, would become such a wonderful family. She was born a year befor...
My family moved to a new and more affluent part of the city. This meant our neighbors were of a better class of people then where we had been living. So naturally the women and the girls were much better looking. So it was with the neighbors who lived right across the street from us. Betty and Ken. They were an older couple -- there kids were grown and out...
The weather report was calling for more snow. It was Christmas Eve and she sat in her chair sipping coffee and wondered at how much more they would have before morning. The wind had picked up a bit so she knew the roads would probably be closed with snow drifts. Another Christmas spent alone it looked like. There had been plenty of those these past few years...
I woke up this morning to find that I was alone again in my large bed. I glanced over at the empty bed space where my wife once lay. Her shifts at work have been starting earlier and lasting longer just lately, leaving me bored and alone at home. Just thinking of being alone caused a stirring sensation down below. My cock had developed into a semi-hardon an...
The Wife-Slut Course, hereafter referred to as the course or the program, is a well researched and planned training program designed to allow the candidate to discover who she is sexually and what her sexual limits are in the context of a loving and caring marital relationship, and to furthermore allow her the freedom to stretch those limits to whatever exte...
Call me Ishmael. No, I ain't after no damn white whale. My parents just had literary pretensions and a warped sense of humor. What I was hunting after last night though, was feminine companionship for the evening. A month of no nookie and I was horny as hell and determined to get laid even if I had to pay for it. I knew that with the temperature down arou...