Mrs. Sylvia Fellani

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Before applying to college in 1963, I spent several weekends visiting prospective schools in Ohio and Pennsylvania. I had already heard a lot about Smithson College from my first cousin, Fred who was then in his senior year and full of stories about wild parties, road trips, and other mayhem. As a scholarship kid, he lived inexpensively off campus by renting a room from a widow who worked as a children's librarian in the public library. In exchange for a modest rent and help around the house and yard, Fred enjoyed the benefits of a normal home. Mrs. Fellani did...

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Mom Takes a Ride

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Jean, his mother's younger sister, arrived at the house bright and early on Saturday morning. "Hi squirt," she said. Rick didn't resent the slam it was a nickname she had given him when he was born. At the time, she was six and thought the name was cute. They had always been closer than most nephews and aunts, with a typical little girl thought process she felt it was her duty to help take care of him. "Hi Jean," his mother and he said in unison. "What's up?" his mother added. "Don't you two remember, you promised to help me...

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Ivan Learns a Lesson

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Chapter 1 – Early Days Miss Penelope Davis was one of the English teachers at my old school.  She was around 20 to 25 years my senior and possessed an apparently straight-laced disposition, as did most of the lady teachers.  She was a strict disciplinarian with a stentorian voice that penetrated walls with ease.  A tongue lashing from PD was a humbling experience and yet I sensed warmth and emotion in her character that made me want to connect with her in a deeper, more personal way.  Miss Davis dressed soberly, usually in a two-piece skirt and jacket or otherwise in a...

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Grandma and I Exposed to Eachother

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I remember when I was 18 staying with my grandmother Bess, who was in her late 50s then. My parents had very little to do with her but she was kind to me when I was a young teenager so I always kept her address and phone number. In fact, I didn't even bother telling my parents I was intending to stay with her for a weekend, as by that time I was virtually living away from home anyway. As this was part of a long solo interstate trip for me with no rush to complete it, a stopover with...

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Grandma’s Breast Massages

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    Dr. Rebecca Smith had Beverly roll up her shirt. The naughty doctor used both hands to "examine" Beverly's breasts. The woman had a huge pair of tits which looked almost cartoonish on her petite frame. Beverly was a 65-year-old grandmother, but with the exception of her gray hair, looked younger than that. Dr. Smith noticed a young man in the lobby with Beverly. She asked the older woman about him while continuing her very thorough breast examination. Beverly smiled. Her nervousness at being touched like this began to fade. "He's my grandson. His name's Billy. He's spending the...

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BBW Stepmom

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  It seems I always had this thing for bigger, full figure women. I don't know where is started but I seemed to fantasize about them all the time. My step mom was a bigger woman. My dad divorced and remarried when I was very young. He was away quite a lot with business so it was just me and Sally, that's my stepmom, at home most times. I always thought Sally was quite attractive even when I was young. As I grew older I started to notice her more. She had put on a few more pounds over time...

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