Melissa Koenig stood naked in front of her full length mirror. She turned this way and that and considered that for a woman on the verge of her seventies she looked pretty damned good. Decades as a yoga instructor and practitioner had kept her figure trim, lean and incredibly muscled and flexible and she was just vain enough be quite satisfied with the resul...
Ch. 4 A Call from Washington The next several days were busy at the lab and at the house, where Arthur and his crew were demolishing and replacing seventy-five year old utilities at a great rate. It turned out that Arthur also could deal with the wall problem, when they discovered it was not load bearing, and a deftly inserted glulam beam easily carried th...
For those who know me from my stories, you know that I love sex. You also know that I'm a plump, voluptuous, red headed, mature woman. And you know that I like relating my sexual experiences. I certainly hope you enjoy reading about them. This one takes place a few years ago when I wasn't so mature or so plump. I was seeing a wonderful man who was all that...
Susan shows me how to live again... I was just an aging an old man wanting a girl before I die I wanted for her to comfort and delight me A young girl sprightly and keen and wanting. Out there, there is always someone to tick your box and little Susan did it for me; all through a message on the internet you see. Susan was just twenty and beautifully desi...
Readers who have made it this far may wonder why none of my encounters with my fellow students had led to any of them becoming my girlfriend. Courtney had come the closest (perhaps she was unofficially my girlfriend for a few short weeks), and the heartbreak I experienced when she moved, having loved her for so long, simply made it difficult for me to consi...
(Dedicated to my old gang from Mar-lin-do Lanes) A true story of Gutter-lust Introduction I was a 19 yr. Old kid in college living in an upscale area of the San Fernando Valley. It was a 'Cottage Community' near Hollywood in the late fifties and I was commuting to the local Glendale College Campus while living at home so as to save money. My folks had mone...
I woke to the feel of a man's hand on my breast, I opened my eyes to the sight of a rock-hard cock inches above my face. Glancing around that hard-on I was surprised by Junior's face staring down at me. This wasn't what I'd planned, but apparently, Ken had slipped out of bed and summoned his son to come by early to fuck his whore. Junior's hand squeezed my...
The female voice behind me was firm and business like with the lightest lilt of an English or perhaps Scottish accent. "Are you Walter Shields, the private investigator?" I turned to look at her. She was a good solid woman, perhaps 30 or so, maybe 10 years younger than me. She was a little thick in the waist and possibly an extra couple of inches in the a...
Brenna's belly swelled against her T-shirt, reminding Jerome that he needed to persuade her to let him buy her some new clothes. So far, even though at five months pregnant she had little that fit her anymore, she'd started worrying about money every time he'd mentioned shopping. "Are you sure you don't want anything else for supper?" Brenna asked, turning...
I am a professor at a small Midwestern college which will have to remain nameless in this story. The college dominates our small town as the largest employer, and the student body makes up a large percentage of the population. There is nothing too unusual about that, there are countless little college towns like ours. I had called in a female student for a...