Bucket lists: we all have them! The older you get, the longer the list. Sometimes, the quest to knock something off your list just adds another item to it. Bret Kingsley, divorced, hot, horny, and a pleasure to be in bed with, needed her grass cut. We came to an agreement. I would cut her grass every week during the summer and she would invite me in for payment afterward. And 'invite me in' had little to do with entering...

Bucket Lists! We all have them. Whether it is a list of places to see or things to do, the older we get, the longer the list. In this case it became a reality long before I had a bucket list. But, had I not had the experience, it certainly would have been on mine. Her name was Bret. Bret Kingsley. Tall, almost statuesque, with a well-toned body, ash blonde hair done up in a pony tail. I was just home from my junior year a...

Bucket lists. We all have them. Whether they be places we want to see, like a trip to Maui or the Grand Canyon, or a thing we want to do before we pass, like sky diving or searching an underwater wreck. High on my list? Joining the Mile High Club. There's no badge to wear. No place on an honor roll to add your name, just the satisfaction of knowing that you and your companion had sex at 30,000 feet. I once had the opportu...

There was a gentle knock at my door, barely audible due to the TV's volume. "Come in! It's open!" I said as I started to rise from my easy chair. The door burst open, revealing my eighteen-year-old Grand-daughter, Gracie. "Grandpa!" she screamed as she propelled herself at me, jumping into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. "Gracie!" I shouted back, my hands moulding to her behind, jus...

Time: Somewhere in the future. Place: Washington, D.C. To be more precise,  the grand ballroom of the White House. She was celebrating a historic occasion. The glass ceiling had finally been shattered. A woman had been elected President. It was 3 A.M. and the last of four parties was drawing to a close. A few diehards were still at the makeshift bar, but, for the most part, the partygoers had departed for home. "Why don't...

I stood at the front door of the massive stone structure, recalling it's history. Built at the conclusion of the French and Indian War for a sect of Nuns whose only wish was to be separate from the secular world, it had stood the test of time. Not a very pretty building, its imposing structure and placement in the northern Adirondacks insured that the women within would not be bothered by the outside world. I was met at t...

My daughter, Calista, and her newfound best friend, Mindy, had become inseparable over the last week.  When they weren't at school, they were either here at my place or at Mindy's Mom's house. When they were here, they spent most of their time in Cali's room, doing homework, or as far as I could tell exploring each other. As ashamed of it as I was, I couldn't help but eavesdrop. listening to them play through the cold air...

"All right pledges, you have your assignments. You have been paired up with a mentor. Go get it! You have two weeks. You don't complete it, you won't be admitted to Delta Alpha Delta Sorority." They filed out of the room, some excited, some nervous, but all comitted. They had just been told that they must fuck someone. But not just fuck them, they had to have video or photographic proof. The more outrageous the circumstan...

Having just eaten Marian to orgasm, I crawled up and cuddled with her, my head resting on her breast. "You've got nice boobs," I said between licks on her nipple. She picked up my head and said, " These are breasts! You can call them tits if breasts is too formal. Not hooters, boobs, or fun bags. It's good to find out what a woman prefers before jumping to conclusions, okay?" She pressed my face into the soft tissue of he...

My name is Tanner. When I was sixteen, I was terribly shy,  interested in girls, but had no idea how to deal with members of the opposite sex. This is the story of how I overcame that problem. The summer of my junior year, we got a new neighbor. Her name was Marian Hayes. She worked at the local library. The house used to belong to her older brother and she inherited it when he passed away. The house needed a little work,...

"Are you sure you want this?" Uncle Jeb whispered as he tweaked my nipples. "God, yes! Fuck me, Uncle Jeb! Make me a woman." "You can count on it, Aubrey. But I gotta get me a taste of that virgin pussy, first!" Aunt Janet helped me lay down on the bed, spreading my legs and tucking a pillow under my backside, raising my hips up in an obscene fashion as Uncle Jeb ogled my bare cunt. Kneeling between my outstretched legs,...

Looking deep into my cousin Raylene's eyes, I said, "What if I do it wrong?" Raylene smiled, "You can't silly. Besides, I'll guide you. You'll be an expert in no time." She rolled onto her back, opened her legs, pointed at the damp lips of her hairless pussy and said "All aboard!" I crawled up between her spread knees until I was an inch or so from her glistening cunt. Her arousal was intoxicating. I extended my tongue, t...

My dad owns a construction company. Since he tends to be away from home more in the summer than the winter, when the invitation came from his sister in West Virginia, asking if I could visit for a month, he was all for it. Truth be told, so was I. The prospects of being on my own for the summer was a bit overwhelming, so I accepted. I hadn't seen my cousins in almost ten years. I thought this would be fun. Hi. I'm Aubrey....

"This is gonna be one hell of a weekend Grey," Morgan said, smiling as she started to unbutton her blouse. She watched my reaction as she slowly exposed an ivory lace bra containing what I guessed was a pair of freckled 34B breasts. She reached behind her back, unhooking her bra, shucking it off her shoulders and letting it float to the floor. There, inches from my face were the most luscious looking breasts. Small mounds...

I recently moved here, to the Heights, after my wife of twenty years left me for another woman. How do you fight that? Short answer; you don't. I needed a new place, devoid of memories, of familiarity, to get on with my life. No social life, no women, no distractions, just work, eat and sleep.  I work in the financial sector, concentrating on Asian markets, so my workday starts when everyone elses ends. And so it was that...