He didn't want to be here. Had it not been for his wife's insistence, he would be at the gaming tables in the casino. But a promise is a promise. Jeff stood by the side of the bar and let his eyes roam over the crowd of people. He hated these charity functions. They were the pet project of his wife, Eleanor. And since she had been called out of town on busin...
Author's Comments: All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. This is Chapter 1 of the exploits of Hunter Collins, the 18 years old star quarterback of Plainview High School football team. Hunter had his pick of any sexy cheerleader or other girl at Plainview High School. However, his primary goal at the age of 18, was to score big points on...
A fat black old woman story: seven steps is a short way for rewarding. I want to share my story because I did not expect at my age to find a (young) lover and experience such delight in it (may it last forever!). The first step: "Well, I accepted my new job in New York and he didn't want give up his to move with me, so I've ended our relationship." With t...
It was close to 8:00 in the evening before both Carol and Bob were stirring. Carol had experienced what had started as a traumatic day, but seemed to be ending nicely. Bob could have said much the same thing. Carol reflected on her situation. A couple of days ago she was a partner in a company she was about to bilk, but the men had caught her. They'd had a s...
My name is Jim. The telescope is mine. I got it for a birthday present from my dad a couple of years ago. If he only knew what I was doing with it today. I picked it up off the floor and set it up by the window. Feeling a little deflated, knowing by now the entertainment must be over. I made my self a drink and sat and thought about Shannon. Why I could not...
Thank you loyal followers and welcome new readers. If you like what you read please VOTE and COMMENT. I love to know the stories are appreciated. All characters are over 18 years of age. All players are consenting adults. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Jocelyn Handcock was a dreadful, prudish old woman. In her twenties and thirties, when ev...
Chapter Two: The Indian Reservation Station A car sliced through the heavy hot air, roaring across the desert highway. Blasting past a rickety and wind worn sign, that read; Indian Reservation Station, one mile ahead. The wind slapped at the sign, vibrating it at a loose screw. It then settled into stillness, after the vehicles passing wake, subsided. In...
Susan watched young Amy kissing Alana and smiled as best she could, what with her mouth locked around one of Alana's wrinkled old tithes. Amy's eyes were closed and she moaned as she thrust her tongue into Alana's mouth, the age difference of 46 years not bothering her in the least. Nor did whom she was making out with - her grandmother, whose own eyes were...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please give me the support of your vote. There are no underage characters in this story. All characters depicted are over the age of 18-years-old. "Baby! Baby! Come Back to Me!" Fed up with him forgetting her birthday and their anniversaries, a woman leaves her man after he forgets that today is Valentine's Day, t...
Lady Denisa now had black lovers from three generations of the same family. The oldest at seventy was the most sexually accomplished. His son aged 39 was a crippled war hero who Denisa helped to relieve his sexual frustrations. Her favourite still though was Kenny at eighteen the son and grandson of the other two. He had been her regular lover at the airbase...