“Do you remember me talking about the difference between a sissy and a real man?” “Not really.” “Real men have dicks, Precious. Big manly, masculine pricks. You have a baby dickie, a clittie. Even if I did let you into my pussy I’d never feel you, Sissy. Your dick is too small. So that’s never gonna happen. This little guy is such a teeny weeny that you’re never going to be able to fuck Mommy. Mommy needs Men, Real Men with Real Big Dicks. Understand?’ “Oh you’re blushing again, Hon. I love it. I know it seems cruel, Sweetness, but […]
We lived in a neighborhood just like you see in the movies with trees overhanging the streets, kids playing in their yards and people mowing their lawns. We lived right in the middle of the block with a nice 2 story house that my mother just adored. I was around 15 I think when this all took place …..its an amazing story which I cannot keep to myself any longer. It was the day after school had let out for summer and we had only been in the neighborhood for about 6 months or so. Our next door […]
I was twelve-years-old and just starting to be nudged around by the first stirrings of my testosterone storm. Oh, I was no stranger to my sexual fascination nor to those impossible-to-describe delicious feelings I’d come to seek after, touching myself under the covers at night. But I’d not been pushed to that state of sexual hunger… that hormone-induced state of arousal that my father referred to as “an ingrown hard on.” At least not until age twelve. My sexual history to that time was marked more by enthusiastic interest than experience… if you don’t count my indefatigable voyeurism. For several […]
As anyone who has been reading my recent postings will know my ideal woman is voluptuous, well endowed and totally uninhibited sexually.. Although my current girlfriend, Trudy is a little younger than me I have over the years found that these attributes are more frequently found in more mature women. It has been my experience that for the most part that they have less inhibitions and are more skilled at taking care of a young man’s sexual needs. In my mind an older woman’s body if kept in good shape is many times more erotic than that of a younger […]
In my last posting I told you about the summer that I spent in England about ten years ago and the horny mother of my college friend Ian. I won’t go into great detail but when I left off Mrs. Gosden and I had enjoyed an evening of what can only be described as very heavy petting. The evening ended when her son Ian returned from the evening spent with his girlfriend. He was off to London the next day to visit with his father for a few days and Mrs. Gosden had asked me to stay with her instead […]
Mrs. Hanson is my neighbor living next to my house. She is a widow and 58 old, a very religious woman. She lives alone and loves to call me to help her do the housework. In her perspective, young people like me should respect the elders like her, and the best way to do it is to help her do everything. She never hesitates or is embarrassed to come to my house, ringing the door ring, and using the demanding tone to command me to work for her. I never tried to refuse, how cruel to decline an old […]
I was raised in your standard white bread family, my parents are still married after 42 years, still happy together, my brothers and sisters, ( I have 2 of each ) are happily married, raising families of their own. I am the only one still single at the young age of 23, and not looking for a permanent relationship as of yet. I was laying in bed a few nights ago reminiscing on how I learned about sex, and it sure brought back some fond memories of my first real woman. I had been cutting yards for years for the […]
I have that feeling again. That heavy clogged feeling in my stomach that always follows a large meal or an excess of less than nutritional food. And I know that with this feeling always comes my memory of many, many years ago and my neighbor Mrs. Kingsley. I must have been about 12 years old and my parents both worked during the day. They’d arranged that if anything went wrong or if I needed anything, I could go to Mrs. K or another close neighbor. This particular day, I came home from school with a terrible stomachache probably from the […]
I was unemployed, back at home, and staying in my old room. I hadn’t been in the old neighborhood in about six years. It is funny how old memories and habits come back. I remember staying up late messing around on the 8088 computer that I had and then sleeping in until noon the next day. The computer has changed but the times are about the same. I rolled out of bed and was heading down the hall towards the bathroom when I happened to glance out the window that overlooked our backyard and the neighboring yard. I stopped suddenly […]
I had known Mrs. Moon since I was probably about 10 years old. The Moon family moved into the town next to ours a couple years after we moved into our town. They had 2 children – a son about 3 years older than me and a daughter who was my age. Even though we lived about a 10 minute drive away, we didn’t do family things that often, probably once a month. I even dated the daughter once when I was 12. It was funny. I asked her to go to a movie with me, but I didn’t […]
I would like to tell you a story about how I hooked up with the finest lady in the world. Her name was Lisa Powers. Lisa was the most gorgeous woman you could imagine. She would have made any model jealous. Her long slender body had enough curves to drive most men crazy with lust. You can only imagine what she did to my eighteen-year-old body. Mrs. Powers, as I should call her, is one of my best friend’s mom. She was in her mid forties, and for a housewife she kept herself in great shape. Mr. Powers worked with […]
My mother used to send me up the street to help a single mom with chores around the house. At first I hated it. Then I discovered her lingerie in the laundry and started trying it on. She never found out, but I often fantasize that she did. This is one such fantasy. Mrs. Robinson was like a little sister to my mother. I wasn’t even sure how they’d first met, but she was always around when I was growing up. When I was in junior high she’d gotten married and bought a house just up the street from my […]
