Kissy Kat was the CB handle of a lovely young lady I dated back in the hay-day of CB radios. We dated frequently, maybe too frequently. She was twenty-years old, and as cute as they come. She was 5’2" tall and slightly plump. Her extra weight contributed to her wonderfully oversized tits, tits that I loved playing with. She had shoulder-length blonde hair that was silky to the touch and always smelled like flowers. Kissy...

It had been several months since Henry had been asked to introduce some of his neighbors’ teenaged daughters to the world of sex. The girls and their mothers had wanted, no they had almost insisted, Henry at over fifty years of age take the girl’s virginity and show them how wonderful sex could be. The mothers were afraid their sixteen-year-old daughters would end up getting screwed and knocked-up in the back seat of some...

Henry’s life had settled down considerably after popping their cherries and initiating sixteen-year-olds, Candy and Tasha, into the world of sex. Even with the little blue pills, those two teenagers along with Tasha's mother, Helen, had nearly worn out his fifty-year-old ass. Helen had become Henry’s girlfriend and a frequent visitor. Henry and Helen enjoyed maintaining the fantasy of her being the student to his sex teac...

About two o’clock one Saturday afternoon, Henry heard a soft knock on his door. His sixteen-year-old neighbor, Candy, was at the door. Just last week, he had initiated Candy into the world of sex. Candy had been an avid student. Looking out his front window, Henry saw Candy had a friend with her. As he opened his front door, Candy cheerfully asked, "Hi, Henry! Can we come in?" "Of course you may. Come on in." He held the...

Henry had a lot of spare time on his hands. His wife of thirty years had passed away a couple of years ago. The insurance settlement had left him well off, but lonely. He was in his early fifties and balding, but he had maintained a reasonably fit body with just a bit of a belly bulge. His dogs had become his family. His favorite pastimes were watching TV and the girls across the street. The oldest, Candy, was a cheerlead...

 After our first rendezvous, and multi-orgasmic date, Dawn and I had returned to our respective homes where our cyberspace relationship continued. We chatted and teased each other nearly every night. Over the next few weeks, the lone night we spent together was practically the only topic we talked about. Dawn continued to be amazed by her ability to have multiple orgasms. She said she was already looking forward to our ne...

By early in 2003, I had been an active member of an internet community for several years. The community was a NASCAR racing related group consisting of members from all over the United States. There were even a few members who popped in from overseas. The community members would spend hours chatting with each other in the chat room of the web site. Our conversations were not limited to racing. We discussed a wide variety...

My name is Joe. In my mid-twenties, I was introduced to a young lady named Debbie by a mutual friend. Debbie was an interesting encounter. The friend that introduced us worked with Debbie. I knew the friend from our activities on the CB radio. Our friend seemed to take delight in torturing us by delaying the actual meeting for weeks. When I finally did meet Debbie, I was instantly impressed. She was a tall girl with a sle...

The four of them then walked down the beach in search of a flat area to set up the volleyball net. Ritu held Jay's hand as they led the way. After walking about ten yards, Rick tentatively reached for Naina's hand. She smiled at Rick and firmly grasped his offered hand. About one hundred yards down the beach from the boat, they found a perfect spot for a volleyball game. The guys had the net up in about ten minutes and th...

They Got More Than A Lesson In Sport Rick was a 22-years-old university Senior. He stood six foot one inch tall, and he had a well tanned muscular body. He had blond hair, and blue eyes. He looked like the typical well tanned southern California surfer, except he wasn’t in southern California. He was the captain and star player of an Upstate South Carolina university’s men’s volleyball team. Rick had indeed grown up playi...

It had been a long, dark, and stormy day in central New Jersey. A large hurricane had broken up off the coast of the Carolinas, and its remnants were moving up the eastern seaboard. I had not been anxious to tackle the fourteen-hour drive home in such a storm. So, I had slept a little later than usual. It was late morning when I finally checked out of my motel room near Patterson, NJ. The desk clerk warned me of the appro...

Over the years, I had developed many friends through my hobbies of CB radio and auto racing. Many an evening was spent enjoying one of our coffee and bullshit gatherings that seemed to spontaneously develop. Someone over the radio would suggest meeting at a Sambo's for coffee, and before you knew it, twenty or thirty people, sometimes more, would show up at the local Sambo’s. Most of us also ordered something to eat while...

The Neighbor's Daughter: Epilogue The weeks following the return from their Hawaiian honeymoon were busy ones for Jim and Alex. Their nights were filled with loving sex, but the days were, at times, hectic. Alex's college classes were scheduled to start in just two weeks and she still needed to complete the admissions process. Following that, they paid a visit to the university book store. Even with his substantial financ...

By the mid ‘90s, Terri and I had been married for more than twenty years. I had taken a job as a private investigator. It paid very well. However, it kept me away from home for weeks at a time. Though a few trips were by air, most of my travel was in my personal car. I had been on the road nearly two weeks when I met Sue. Shortly after dark on a Saturday evening, I stopped for the night in central Illinois. As usual, I st...

Alex Moves In Later that afternoon, after Alex and I had made tension, tear, and yelling filled phone calls to her father, Alex and I gathered her personal belongings from her parents’ home. I helped her with the larger things, but Alex wanted to load her personal things herself. While Alex loaded her personal belongings into my pick-up truck, Mrs. Boyd and I sat sipping coffee at her kitchen table. We had a friendly chat...