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Susan and Her Son’s Friend Part 3
"Jeff takes Susan to a Frat party"
Jeff was a little sad about going back to college. He had enjoyed a terrific summer after he had first seduced his friend's Mom, Susan Jenkins, who had also been his High School teacher. He had just got her to...
The Holistic Approach
"A psychiatrist knows just the treatment for her new, young male patient."
I waited in line as I had many times before. The scene was typical of the waiting room, gloomy people all starring at their phones or the floor, waiting for their names to be called. At one point, I was...
my favourite role play
"role play fantasy of my younger slut"
“Will you pause it for a minute? I have to pee.” Kristen gets up from the couch and I grab for the remote, hitting pause on the second porn flick we turned on tonight. We’d shared a bottle of wine....
Tollie’s Garden Pt.2
"A young womans growing attraction to an older man"
I slept in that next morning and didn’t wake up until eleven. It was Saturday and I loved not having to get up and rush out to school. The fact is, I loved to sleep—still do, but not like I...
Tollie’s Garden Pt.1
"A young woman's growing attraction to an older man"
I was seventeen, almost eighteen, when Tollie moved into our small apartment above the carriage house. I didn’t pay much attention at first when my mom rented it to him. After moving into the huge house we inherited from her...
Beauty And The Biker
"The Roar Of My Bike Fills My Ears, But All I See Is Her"
The roar of the bike is like a slow drone in my ears now. The unending blacktop of the road and the wind flowing over me gives me a sense of peace that flies in stark contrast to the nervous...
Max and Rosie Pt. 2
"Can he resist his desire for the young nurse taking care of his dying wife?"
When they entered the kitchen, Max touched Rosie's shoulder then bent over and kissed her forehead. She opened her eyes and look up at him. “Tomorrow is our thirty-seventh anniversary, dear.” Max sat down on the chair next to her...
Max and Rosie Pt. 1
"Can he resist his desire for the young nurse taking care of his dying wife?"
The shrill sound of the tea kettle shattered Max’s reverie. He was remembering when he and Rosie met thirty-eight years ago. Sighing deeply, he looked down at the yellow mug and remembered the vision of the two of them rowing...