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She’s Moving Away – 1

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Marilyn, the woman who lives next door, has always fascinated me. She's not a world class beauty, has a few wrinkles and is a little over weight but attractive to me none the less. As an empty-nester couple, she and her husband are involved with their church and a few civic and neighborhood projects as volunteers. I've been out to dinner with them a few times. Love her... can't stand him. He's a professional, religious snob. When I moved in about eight years ago, she and her husband welcomed me with a pot of coffee and some homemade bread. Her...

She’s Moving Away – 2

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*** Further adventures with my sweet, older, well endowed, married neighbor, Marilyn. What a sweet, innocent hottie. What a remarkable Fuck Toy. (MF) *** A short while back I wrote a story I called, She's Moving Away, that you may have read on this website, about the incredible, serendipitous, sexual adventure I had with a sweet, neighbor lady named Marilyn. Sweet Marilyn is an older woman on whom I've always had a crush. For years I would secretly gaze at her, from my house, as she worked in her yard and often fantasized various erotic scenarios that included the two...

My Aunt’s Huge Tits

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It was my first summer back from my freshman year of college; a year that didn't quite reach my expectations of college life. I had tried over and over, and subsequently failed over and over, at courting a girl as a freshman. This meant I went home for the Summer as yet again a virgin, now 19 years old and as frustrated as I could be. My plan for the Summer was to try to reconnect with some old flames from high school when I got back, and make any other feeble attempts I could to lose my...

Hypnotism Hose & High Heels ch. 2

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He heard a voice calling him...calling him from somewhere...urging him awake... "Frank...Frank...are you awake?" The soft voice of his mother, Martha, brought Frank from the land of Nod. He opened his eyes. His mother, dressed in a lavender silk dressing gown, was bending over him. "I am now, Mother," he replied, humorously. His mother smiled at him. "I'm sorry to awaken you, sleepy-head," she teased him, gently. "But it's already past nine o'clock in the morning. Breakfast is still warm, but it won't be much longer." "Nine o'clock...that late?" He glanced at his alarm clock on his bedside table. It...

A Weekend with Janine

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This story happened a few weeks ago and involves my parents’ friend Janine. Janine met my mom about 15 years ago at work. Janine is 40 years old, never married, has no children, and works at a public relations company. When I was growing up, she visited my parents’ house at least twice a month. I think of her like an aunt. When my parents are being difficult, I can always go to Janine for help or advice. She is very open minded and I can tell her anything. My car was towed months ago for not paying...

Amazing Grace

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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 - although this story contains sex, in fact it’s mainly about sex, there is no incest and no under age sex involved. Sorry if that’s a disappointment to some readers, but that’s the way it is. So let’s get...

A Helping Hand

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I was between jobs, living with my mother at her seniors apartment complex. That preceding statement was every bit as depressing as it sounds. I was in my late thirties, not exactly a party monster, but I did like to keep up a somewhat active social life, including occasional casual sex. That was damn near impossible living with my seventy year-old mother in an apartment complex that looked like a nursing home. Particularly since I was scraping by on my savings and unemployment compensation, and I knew that it took some cheddar to get laid. Money for drinks, dinner out,...

A Boy’s Erotic Education

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I have since recovered from my earlier submissiveness and, in fact, assumed the opposite role to some extent. But I have never forgotten my earlier years and the education I received from my aunt's friend, Nurse Adrian. It was because of Adrian that I learned the wonders of a woman's body and, moreover, the appreciation for the exquisite pleasure that flows forth from a woman's favor. By first education of submissiveness and obedience to the female who dominated my earliest sexual experience I learned valuable lessons that would stand me in good stead for the rest of my life....