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Monday morning around nine-thirty the phone rang. Rosalie answered, and
in her strong southern drawl she said, "Hello." Only a true Southerner can take five seconds to say a simple two syllable word.
"Miss Rosalie, this is Betty Lou, Iris's daughter,"
Rosalie smiled broadly. The warmth of her smile was transmitted over the phone lines as she said, "Yes. Hello, Betty Lou. How is your mother?"...

Gina was
adorable when she was in her 20's.
She grew up in a time of Raves and parties.
She wore chokers and pig tail buns on her head.
She had always been very small and petite and Gina's face was so youthful that she was often mistaken for someone much younger.
She thought the parties would never stop but they did....

Don is a kind older gentleman who I first friended, then later turned into now my adopted Daddy. You cannot pick your father, but you sure as hell can pick your Daddy. I love my choice.
He is very sweet and adores me, calls me his little princess. Treats me with respect, now living part time with us. He always wants to feel part of the family, loves all the stories, now enjoys intimacy. He has not had much womanly relationship or experience so much is new for him. I amaze him with the things I do allow h...

The Sleaze Please Sex Clinic 01
By: DickThePimp
Totally Fake... So Fucking Sleazy
The Stars:
James (Me)
My Wife Kelly (Porn Queen Of Queens Kelly Madison)
(Really loud music playing... Smoke fills the air... So does the smell of sex, drugs, and vomit... Piss too for that matter)
Billie (Billie Eilish) and I are dancing. Her back to me. Kelly joins in. A bottle of Jack in her hand. A joint hanging out of the corner of her mouth, barely hanging on....

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION. No marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. The story may not conform to our reality. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would ...

No sexual involvement of people under 18 is in the story
I was never a studious guy. Theory, books, and learning, all were a burden to me. I liked physical activities: Playing sports, working in our yard, fixing broken stuff at home. You get the picture. In high school, as a tall and athletic student I was on both the football and basketball teams. Of course, whenever both teams were busy at the same time, I decided which one to join. I was so good, that both coaches allowed me this unorthodox privilege....

Dear diary, what a week it sure has been, and I mean that in a good way, even a great way. The kids were at my best friend's house for the past couple days, and my husband at his friends house helping him take care of some things while he recovers from a broken leg.
With the house to myself, I thought that would give me time to get some stuff done without any distractions. Well, I did get a lot done, but I had one hell of a distraction. I'm even arguing with myself as I write this, whether or not I shoul...

Two years ago.
Olivia flipped listlessly through the latest catalogue of the gigolo agency.
Although she was 53 and beyond menopause, she still needed to have sex with a man every few days to feel good and be able to cope with her aging in her own view.
To be honest, Olivia was very well preserved! She had not born children and had always been active in sports....

It has been easily 8 years since Roger saw Alejandra.
He wasn't 100% sure but the young woman he saw was what he imagined Alejandra would look like all grown up. Of course he hadn't seen her and he had heard through word of mouth that she and her father had a falling out. So bad in fact she had runaway when she was a teen....

In an earlier story, I mentioned a gay drinking buddy that I had called Penny and I feel! ike briefly expanding on that.
As I stated, I was working night shifts in a factory at the time and it was a time when production was temporarily reduced so the only departments working nights were those supplying parts for the day shift, ie paint shop, press shop, machine shop and wiring section and each of these was working on reduced manpower. All temporary workers had been temporarily laid off and most other pro...

I met Lydia on a "dating" website that had a reputation of being a place to meet people who are more often looking for casual sexual encounters rather than for long-term relationships. I had seen online references to the website and had joined it on a whim to see what "compatibility" matches might show up. As it turned out, Lydia had done the same thing at about the same time, and we found each other a week or two after joining....

Summary: Calliope Winter Winthrop is stuck and out of place in her own hometown, an up-and-coming New England hamlet. Family and money concerns frustrate her desire to move on in life, all the while avoiding a disturbing ex-boyfriend. Coming to terms that she won't travel or get out in the world any time soon, she enrolls in a Russian literature continuing education course, hoping for a little academia and ersatz travel. An unlikely suitor gives her that, and much more....

I had noticed her here and there. I'm not going to lie and say she was some bombshell who looked better than a woman half her age. She had dirty blonde hair, large breasts with a bit of a sag, a stomach with the slight pouch of a woman who has had kids, and a large, meaty ass--all not bad for a woman of her age. As for her age, she was somewhere between her late forties and early fifties, at a guess. I'm not so crass as to ask a woman her age. She often tended to the flowers outside her home, dressed in eit...

This story is a continuation of the series Kaliyuga Charitham. So please read the previous part before continuing to this one.
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All characters included in scenes of sexual activities are over the age of 18.
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SWETHA
Swetha returned downstairs after waking her son up for school. He was late today, that was unlikely for him, but Swetha chose to not be bothered about it because she knew that her son had been going through a lot these days....

"Have you ever thought about a threesome?"
Talk about a question out of the blue! Neha was always direct and to the point, she didn't talk around in circles.
"It's one of my recurring fantasies," I replied.
We were having a late lie-in on a Saturday morning, Neha had brought me tea and toast and as yet, no fucking had occurred, but I had the hardon from hell, because it was morning and there was a naked woman in my bed, doesn't take much for the member to start looking around....

(Readers: Thank you for continuing to support this story. This installment represents Day Three of Phil and Susan's four-day cruise on Royal Caribbean's Oasis of the Seas. Like prior installments, I've tried to make it as accurate as I can recall from a prior voyage on this ship. (Full disclosure: I never went into the spa!) Thanks, as always, for your attention to this series, your feedback, and your ratings!)...

The billionaire's doctor
The journey starts
Actors
Doctor Holger Heidenheim--celebrity doctor, young, handsome, open-minded
Konrad Bergemann--retired multi-billionaire, almost 60, enterprising, and mysterious
Camilla, his wife--30 years younger, beautiful, boyish, and not averse to adventure...

Thank you to those who contributed comments encouraging me to continue the story. In the first part an older couple invites a younger man over to sexually satisfy the wife. In the second the Bull returns and dominates them more. The wife is loving being used by a large cock and the husband is finding his submissive side. In the third part the Bull brings a friend to help dominate the couple. You may wish to read those parts first....

By then we were both pretty damn spent so we lay beside each other in that wonderfully relaxed state you find only after truly good sex. There was a lassitude to my muscles, and I could barely lift my arm enough to lay my hand on her hip. I noticed she seemed to struggle a bit too, to mirror my movement. It was one of those moments you experience a few times in your life, if you're lucky, when no words are necessary. I knew what she was thinking, and she knew what I was thinking....

I did not deliberately shift my focus to older men. And neither Rod nor I want more than casual fun. But I just had to go back for more. Since he lives far from me, I've needed patience in between our "dates". Its worth the wait, I assure you. Rod has the most amazing stamina. Or maybe its patience. He seems to be able to focus on pleasuring me before he finally surrenders to his own release....

"Are you ready?" Josephine asked from the walk-in-closet of my bedroom.
"Ready," I said, sitting in the room's sole armchair. Josephine emerged from the closet, completely worth the wait. She was wearing a red, silk negligee. It was entirely translucent and trimmed in white fur over her breasts and along the hem. She spun for me to reveal it had a white fur bow on the back across her shoulder blades and then flared out into a v-shape, exposing her back. She had donned a matching pair of red lace panties....

I guess it must have been around 1982 and I'd been married to my wife for about eight years. We had two children and we'd fallen into a routine, not a rut, a routine. My mother was more than willing to look after our children any time that we asked so we usually went out together on saturday nights and we'd take turn about going out with our own friends on a friday every other week or so although we often bumped in to some of them on our saturday nights together. For that reason, I think that I knew all of ...

[Author's note] This is part 4 of a multipart story I wrote in payment for a bet I lost to a chat friend who was the inspiration for it. In the story, she calls me Uncle Ron though I'm not her uncle. I have been employed by her family for many years and feel much honor from her calling me Uncle. This is my first time submitting a story and I hope you enjoy it. I worked at changing how the story was written since the first 2 parts. I tried to follow suggestions that were sent to me. I hope it's an improvemen...

As i mentioned i might write the follow up and here it is. The Context is all in the first story.
It didn't take long of course for what was happening with Jasmine and me to start its rounds of the backpackers, there were perhaps thirty backpackers living and working picking fruit here plus many others who stayed a day or so so you couldn't keep anything private....

My Neighbor Candy Part 2
Author's note: Many thanks to my muse for this story, the real life Candy. To be clear, the character and activities in the story were inspired by her pics and correspondence she shared with me. All of the actions in the story are fantasy and from my imagination. She and I have never actually physically met. This story is simply my own fantasy inspired by her. In Part 1, I helped Candy with some furniture moving and it led to a massage and more. You might want to read My Neighbor...

Author's Note: If you are an historian especially of the Medieval Period of Europe and the Middle East please do be aware that I have taken some serious liberties with all sorts of things, especially the time the story is set in, the people, the battle tactics and the politics so please accept this as a work of complete and utter fiction and not a new and butchered version of Medieval history. Thanx...

Roommate
Chapter Twelve
So, after he fucked me for the second time, and I ended up cumming two more times, we ended up falling asleep.  I woke up later and needed to use the bathroom, but when I looked over as I was getting up, I noticed he was laying on his back and sound asleep.  I did notice a tent standing up halfway down his body, "Damn, doesn't that thing ever go down?" I said to myself....

Around six months after I'd started my new job, my boss decided that I should visit a few of our other offices and meet in-person many of my coworkers who I only knew via Zoom up to that point. With him being in Portland while I was in Denver, he suggested we start with a visit to the Portland office, since that was the company headquarters, anyway. He also realized that one of my coworkers who held the same position that I did but in Salt Lake City had never ended up visiting any other offices after she'd ...

MORE THAN BEING NEIGHBOURLY

Ben sat in a battered, but comfortable, deck chair and gazed with little interest at last weekend's newspaper. He rarely bought one but had chosen to do so on the Saturday just gone. It was a weekend rag with its magazine that also had the TV listings for the coming week....

It was another saturday night or, more accurately, sunday morning but I never considered saturday to be over until I'd been to bed.
As usual, I was queued up outside the local nightclub, slowly working my way to the front of the rank and, as usual, I was reading a book in between intermittently moving up one car's length at a time. I favoured light reading, especially Terry Pratchett books because you could pick them up and put them down without losing the plot and having to read the last paragraph over ...