The woman watched the three tables across the isle from her. Sounded like they'd all just graduated from high school. All those carefree years. What had happened to hers? These teens seemed to be filled with excitement about their futures. If they only knew. Four really attractive young girls sat at the middle table; they were obviously the most popular. S...
This is the third in a series of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. NOTE: Maybe I should digress a little here and tell you how Grandma came to be livi...
Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell Hi again, folks, Lady D here! This section took a lot longer to finish than I expected. Like all the other parts, I wrote it over a year ago in February. When I got around to it this January, I didn't like it, so I threw it in the swamp, and rewrote it. That version sucked less, but it still sucked, so I thre...
Hey guys!! Sorry this one was a little late... I really hope you like it... Please do rate, vote and comment... My editor HMEdits was huge help as usual and I want to thank him for it... Have fun!! Marie * * * The pain was excruciating but what numbed my mind over it was the fear. Why did I have to go through it? Was I really dying? What is going on wi...
Here's Ira's next note. Written by Ira in his own handwriting. Dolly and Denny. 'So sorry I wasn't ther tooday. Thanks for unnerstanding a dirty old man and his whishes. As much as we try we can not get my thing hard anymor. This week Irene warshed my penise and chewwed on it but thet dinn't help ether. It sure felt good. Dolly is welcome to try that. Iren...
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...
This is the first of a couple of chapters of how my grandmother instructed me on the ways of PLEASURING ladies. All people / charters in these stories are older than 18 and younger than 75. Any resemblance between real people and ones in these stories is just a coincidence. List of charters for this chapter; Grandmother Dee, age 63 (average build for a 62...
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 Appearances can be deceptive. When I reread this story, I realised that the opening sentence could give completely the wrong impression. You know how it is with a story, you want to grab the reader's attention straight away, so you say something a little off-track to try and make him or her carry on reading. However, I must make this clear - a...
I am Canadian. Canadian spelling is used here. Care to edit my next story? Send me a message. * On her eighteenth birthday Jenny aged out of foster care and was facing homelessness, not that she'd ever had a real home to begin with, only a succession of houses to survive in and a series of guardians for parents. Some of her 'parents' didn't expect her to b...