(Ongoing series of stories about sexy older women who love using young studs as their cum-fed sex slaves!) * It was a beautiful day for a walk. Annabelle Shaw, 62, was a gorgeous, well kept and very powerful CEO of a Fortune 500 company, working hard and playing harder -- usually with one of a cadre of well-hung, cum-filled studs she had at her disposal,...
Ralph Henderson's finger trembled shyly at the doorbell button before he summoned the courage to punch it. He was about to meet his future in-laws. There was the sound of padded feet approaching the door. The door opened to display a well-preserved woman in her middle forties, clad informally in a flimsy nightgown. "You must be Ralph," she whispered in a...
Ok, this is my revised story, hopefully all the horrible grammar errors are gone as well as a few new things added. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. * The air was crisp as I walked down 7th avenue. The air was always crisp this time of year. It was especially cool this morning. I used to love walking in the mornings, it always made me feel heal...
Hello!! The fifth chapter is finally done!!! My super-editor HMEdits has helped me a lot!!! I want to thank him and also my readers, you've been the most supportive. Thank you for liking my work!! Enjoy!!! Marie * * * I didn't know what was going on with me. This was my fairy tale and the storm I expected was here. It had wrecked everything... maybe tha...
(This story is based on the country song "Pickin' Wildflowers" by Keith Anderson. No copyright infringement intended.) * The music was loud, the bar smoky, but the people in the little space cleared for dancing didn't seem to mind. They were enjoying the sexy sounds of the tall, rangy young man with the wicked grin on his face, belting out his suggestive...
Heyy I'm back!! Sorry for the delay! I want to thank my editor Uriziel. He's been such a big help... :-) Ayden I'd finally gotten the load off my chest and it felt very good. The thing that surprised me was the way she took it. She didn't freak out, she didn't look scared. She didn't even ask me what I actually was. Life couldn't be any better for me. She...
[Author's Note: This is the final part of "Down to Earth", folks. Thanks for your support, and on with the show!] * The next few days developed a rhythm of their own, as the denizens of the apartment found their way into a routine that worked out for them. The day would begin with Granny coming back in the morning, right around sunrise. Telly would be get...
REUNION Hansel Gingersnap stopped before the front door of Grandma Nyx's house. He looked around to make sure nobody could see him as pressed the doorbell . Ever since his sister Gretel disappeared, the onus of making these little check-in visits had fallen on his broad, albeit protesting, shoulders. But he liked to hide his activities at Grandma Nyx's hou...
This is the first chapter of the story. We've worked on it for weeks!! We being me and my editor. I want to thank my editor for his support. Without him I'd be soo soo lost!!! As usual, votes, rates and comments are welcome!!! And I would like to apologise to the readers about the place. I am really sorry if you find something wrong with the place around whi...
It was by far the happiest day of my adult life. It all began when my wife whom everyone says looks like Florence Henderson confessed to me that she had the hots for our next-door-neighbor. The 18 year old daughter of the only black family in our neighborhood who was our babysitter. The young woman's name was Diana and although my wife said she looked li...