Scissors Stories

Avril had given me the confidence to go back out into the world. I wanted a lady companion again. I had recently joined the ranks of pensioners after I passed my sixty-fifth birthday so had so much more time now to look around. The local town had a Widows and Widowers Club, so I made my way there. I was obviously in existence to give people who found themselves on their own the chance to find a second soul mate. I had bee...

“Thank you,” Donna giggled sweetly as Sam handed her the champagne. Spending the night in the hotel with Sam was so much fun. He was gorgeous and funny and seemingly infatuated with her and her natural tendency to dominate. He had started the evening trying to enforce some sort of male authority, that was cute, but the more she imposed her body the dreamier he became. She pulled back the hotel sheet to reveal her strong l...

“Hi,” Sam called as he strode confidently into the hall, “Is the teacher here yet?” Donna looked up irritably and tightened the black belt that wrapped around her white martial arts kimono. She flicked her long blonde hair over her shoulder and slipped on a hair elastic. “She is,” she snapped. Donna was almost six-foot-tall and almost eighty kilograms. Now in her mid-twenties, she loved anything that used her natural stre...