Perverted Old Man Stories

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Touch of a Button

by magmaman on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

OK, so I am stupid. It was easy to see why I am stupid, I was sitting on a chair in an Indian casino pushing buttons on a 3 coin slot machine. $15.00 each little push of the button, real clever. Unless a person is so flush with capital that losing makes no difference at all, let me tell you, that is stupid. I can't say I was exactly flush with capital. W...

American Superhero In L.A.

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

If you think you have a complicated life, you should really walk a mile in my shoes. A lot of people say that. I actually mean it. My name is Ramon Hamilton Costa. I was born in the City of Los Angeles, California. The son of a Spanish immigrant father and African-American mother. My father Ernesto Costa died shortly before my birth, leaving my mother Theres...

A Helping Hand

by harbinger1234 on Aug 1, 2018
Romance

There are two ways to heal a man, heal the body by completing his mortal desires, may it be money or through the cravings of the flesh. The other and more suggestive way is to heal the soul by the means of pilgrimage and isolation. That's what my pastor used to say when my family and I went to church. I'm not a very religious woman, but I try to be, I do it...

Becoming a Woman

by oberon_52 on Aug 7, 2018
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

For the first time in my 23 years, I have my own apartment -- on my own terms. After so much denial, so much embarrassing high school locker room derision for my small penis, so many tearful arguments with my parents, four years of hormones and therapy, this boy is dressing fulltime as the woman I always knew I was. At 5-foot-6 and 123 lithe pounds with a...

Peeping Tomasena

by Chrissie39 on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Now before I start, you may wonder "Why Tomasena?" Well, what would you call a girl who loves to watch other people doing naughty things to each other, a female peeping Tom? The answer is simple. I get off on every opportunity to watch couples, or any other combination of people, or any single person doing anything sexy. It started with simple dog walking....

The Lawyer and the Killer Ch. 09

by carvohi on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Part Nine Cleaning Up the Mess Two Sudanese soldiers untied and cut the duct tape from his arms, legs, and torso. Battutta, Shawn's sadistic torturer, looked at the men, "Turn him around." They turned him around. To say they turned him was a misnomer. He was so exhausted they had to hold him up. Battutta looked over his handiwork; the exhaustion, the fea...

Husband Watches Black Sex

by gonzi2 on Sep 2, 2017
Loving Wives

Lady Denisa’s Husband R.A.F. Group Captain Lord Henry had returned from his Commander in Chief’s post in Africa. It’s 1945 and the Second World War is over. Denisa at 48 years of age had always been faithful to her husband. That had changed when after three years of separation she had met a young black American pilot. After just one night of wonderful ill...

Summer Romance Never Forgotten #05

by SusanJillParker on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. All characters in this story are over the age of 18-years-old Summer Romance Never Forgotten, #5 We all have lost a love one and think about what may have been with that person instead of being married to the one we married. As if it all happened yesterday instead of forty years ago, Robert remembered...

Judy And The Old Doctor

by waterboy301 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

Judy and Jason were getting dressed for the monthly 'card club'. She tied the bows on the sides of her pure white panties that were given to her the night she was accepted as a member of the club. They looked more like a bikini, but that is where the similarities ended. They were custom made from satin with a moderate amount of lace, and they were so soft....

Stigmata Martydom Ch. 03

by Tarone_Lover on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

4. Ben stared at the poster awestruck. He held the poster in his hand as he slowly walked down the street. Where was he, this man who could heal any wounds? He had to get to work; the newspaper archives might have some information on this man. He headed to the printing press. It was a few blocks away in the brick covered city. The sun was beginning to com...