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Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth (1)

Cougar's journey through mid life crisis and sexual doldrums to rediscovery of the Fountain of Youth

Mrs. Crane’s Fountain of Youth By Don Abdul ©2011 Part One: Shirley Gets Her Groove Back “Good morning pretty lady, did I wake you up?” Jamal Washington chirped happily as if he had just done her a huge favor. ‘Oh fuck!’ Mrs. Shirley Crane thought, so annoyed with herself for not imagining that it could be him at the door. He looked so painfully handsome and sexy that...Read On

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LIFE BEGINS AT FORTY

Can he adapt to the obvious demand

My fortieth birthday had just gone by the previous week, with quite a fanfare of celebration. The years just seemed to have flown by. I sat back at my desk in the basement and reminisced the last twenty years. Moreover, perhaps puzzling what changes I should have made, if any at all. Or would all that had gone on this last month be an indication of the next decade. My teenage life...Read On

27

Happy Birthday To Me

A birthday surprise

My wife and I went out to celebrate my birthday as we normally do. We drove to my favorite restaurant, which in my opinion has the best steaks in a 40 mile radius. Parking the car in the lot across the street from the restaurant we slowly walked to our destination. She slipped her hand in mine as we made our way across the street. Our table was ready when we entered the restaurant and we...Read On

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Reckless Sex

Tommy was just supposed to drop off a report to his boss's wife, not fuck her.

Tommy was to drop off a report that his boss (Sal Conte) wanted typed by his wife Lola. Tommy, being new to the area and new at the Paradise Casino, naturally wanted to score some points with Sal so he agreed to take it to Sal's house and present it to his wife for typing. He was expecting a housewife. He wasn't expecting a bombshell like Lola Conte. She was a former Miss Nevada with a tiny...Read On

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Picked up by a stripper while on shore leave

Stripper puts on a damn fine show

I was visiting Phoenix, my hometown, in between duty stations early in my Navy career. At the ripe age of twenty, I had just spent six long months training at a nuclear power plant, living in a small town, without a single date the whole time. To say I was sexually frustrated does not do it justice. The week I spent there staying with a family friend was as boring as can be, so one evening...Read On

10

Waiting for faith

Don't worry Alex; I shall take care.what a fine specimen this is.

Waiting for Faith by alexcarr © I live in a block of purpose built retirement flats. We have our own community gardens to keep us pensioners happy as well as a community room where we hold regular functions. Not being the social animal my aim was to settle for a quiet uneventful life, believing all things sexual were long gone. Except for the looking of course and I could always...Read On

10

Ms Marca Fucking My Old Neighbor

MY GOD YOUR NOT LITTLE MARCA ANYMORE!

This is more in the life and times of my wild and wicked ways.   This is about me; just a part of my late teenage life!     Ms Marca     Fucking My Old Neighbor   My last two year of high school I was dating like it was going out of style and if I didn't go out something was wrong. That summer of my 17th year I was also modeling at...Read On

10

Bringing Back the Fire - Part 2

And the flames begin to flicker...

Mixed feelings ran through me as our hotel room closed behind her. Although I had just received a truly great and satisfying blow job (from which I was still recovering), there was still a lingering bitterness. Cheryl had just walked out the door for the sole purpose of giving away what she had so long denied me, her husband whom she repeatedly professed to love so much, yet refused to have...Read On

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Sticky Afternoon

A man and woman meet on a bus and proceed to while away a lovely afternoon

Sticky Afternoon by Rajah Dodger (c) 1994, 2009      It was a sticky afternoon, and Karl was tired of waiting for the bus, tired of looking for work, just plain tired.  He tapped his fingers impatiently against his briefcase as he slouched against the building in the July heat.  He grumbled to himself from time to time about the short-sightedness of personnel managers who seemed to want...Read On

10

The Blonde On The Beach

A mature man meets a young woman and lifts away her sadness.

The following story is mostly true or at least built upon my memories of several real events all jumbled together. I'm 62 now and it has been ten years since my divorce. For about a year after the divorce, I seemed adrift and in confusion. I just couldn't seem to connect with anything. When I was younger, before I was married, I was wild and free (yes, I was a hippie) but that was then...Read On

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My partner's mom loved it

Her divorced 59 year old mother would stay over quite often

About 25 years ago I was seeing a lovely woman in a long relationship. Her divorced 59 y.o. mother would stay over quite often, we got on ok but not great, she had been divorced for 3 years, the bedrooms were adjacent and from time to time she would say something which could only mean that she could hear us when We were fucking. She was pretty with a nice body and I’d often thought that it...Read On

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AUNT DIXIE RIDES MY COCK

She became more than my aunt as she showed me pleasure like I never knew before.

I dabbed on some ‘Fever’ cologne and got ready for college as Aunt Dixie walked in through the door. “Joe, I’ll be having a party tonight for a couple of people here. Maybe you’d like to join us later when you’re finished with your lessons, she said. “Yeah sure, Aunt Dixie. Thanks”, I said She smiled and went out the door. Aunt Dixie was Uncle Sammy’s, my dad’s...Read On

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Alessa Lombardi: Free At Last

Alessa kicks her cheating husband out of the house, and calls over a friend to give her a fix.

       My husband had finally packed all of his things, and was now standing at the front door, staring at me from behind dark sunglasses. His mouth was a straight line, tight, his eyebrows drawn together. I wasn't sure if he'd been angry or feeling regret. I couldn't have cared any less at that point. I just wanted him to walk out of that door, and hopefully out of my life. He opened his...Read On

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The Rose

This mature Gal could'nt be satisifed

The Rose     I have always enjoyed living in the country, it maintained such a peaceful essence about it, and even still seemed peaceful after going through a horrific divorce, Lucky me she didn’t want the farm. My closest neighbor was an elderly woman who was very much like my grandmother who I checked on regularly to make sure she was alright, she recently...Read On

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Mrs. Blair

The disturbing true story of a sales executive with a dark side.

"Howdy, I don't want to see you anymore." Mrs. Blair said with her head bowed dejectedly. "You make me feel dirty, used, insignificant." Here she goes again I said to myself. She's headed off on some emotional rabbit trail. It was more like chasing the rabbit into the mirror. I laid there on the bed, naked, spread eagle facing her direction. My legs hung over the side with feet planted on...Read On