Marie was a mature woman with short, well layered blue silver hair and a slightly plump, but still desirable body that was generally covered by proper attire, consisting of sensible tops and knee length skirts. She was a junior high school librarian, a widow who had been married to her college sweetheart for twenty some years until he had perished in a vehic...
When a woman is younger, she has to fend men off in droves. Even when men don't take the hint or don't take an emphatic 'NO!' for an answer, he still chases her relentlessly until she succumbs or finally gives in. So, to speak! Possibly, and normally with regret she may eventually even fall in love with a man and get married. The reason is that these men (ye...
Ventura owns a local sweet shop and that's how I met her. For a woman in her late forties she had style and elegance, such that I would never have imagined. She had designs on me, a guy fifteen years her junior. But it turned out who was complaining because sweet dear Ventura introduced me into a brand new erotic adventure such that I could never have imagin...
Her mature stocking clad thighs were wrapped around the young boy's legs as her hands grasped his cute taught buns pulling him closer to her as she ordered him to fuck her harder. His cock throbbed even more at the way she controlled and governed him for her own pleasure.. This was the second time he'd been to their house and he felt the same degree of tre...
This is Papabear's point of view of the events detailed in "So Wrong, So Right!" I hope you read the first story before reading this one, but this story can stand on it's own. This is a fantasy and events are fictional! This story is for "Papabear" in hopes that he knows just how much he has enriched my life! Love you, Papabear! Please vote and comment. Tha...
It had been a long Friday at the office. I was just finishing up the 'End of Week' stocking when Connie came in to the room. She leaned over the exam table slightly waiting for me to look up. I stood and smiled knowing something was up. "Hey Jason, Dr. Quil wanted some help in her office with some reports and I'm off already can you do it?" she spoke with a...
As we walked toward her parents home I knew the situation was would not be good. I had agreed to have lunch at the home of my girlfriend's parents knowing that I would be on trial most of the afternoon. As soon as we entered, her father introduced himself and grabbed Tina to go with him to the mall. I would be alone with her mother (Mrs. Grant) and grandmoth...
She was outside the bar, fumbling with her carkeys. She kept dropping them, clearly too drunk to drive. She was 50ish, 5'4, stocky, with blonde hair, disheveled, make-up run-down, wearing a tight skirt/suit. The light rain had soaked her through, and she was shivering. 0bviously, a business woman who had a few too many after work. I had downed a few myself...
My room was bright and spacious and in addition to my bed and a cupboard also contained a writing desk that I could use for my studies. I lived in great comfort compared to most of my fellow students. My mature landlady was very supportive and encouraged me to take my studies seriously. It was a bit strange to share a flat with mature woman who in many ways...
The Young Actor Likes Older Women My name is Eduardo and I have a thing for older women. My story starts by confessing I was once a geek. While attending high school in Tampa, I was a skinny, pimple-faced kid with horn rimmed spectacles and a shy disposition. One day I decided it was time to join the cool world, so I reinvented myself. I changed my four e...