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Love Hurts

I wasn’t only talking about sex with Carolina, I was talking about submission, sadomasochism, about limits… With Carol! She came out of nowhere and asked if I was familiar with it, then asked how a person knows she is into it… It just became the more unexpected and pleasurable conversation I had in a long, long time.

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My Boy, Callum. (Part 4)

Sorrrry this took a bit longer to upload… I literally write these a few days after I’ve uploaded the previous one so when I’m quite busy there will be a bit of a delay. Anyway, enjoy!

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My Wild Princess

In the wilds of Africa, a ranger faces death. He has to confront a wild warrior Princess.
Aggression slowly turns to trust and leads to love and much more.

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The LIfe of Jake Parker: Prologue (Catching Up)

This is meant to be an epic: Jake Parker is a very long character an I hope that people like him enough to give me a positive review on this prologue. Thngs start getting interesting after this thought, so if you like it positive ratings please.

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The LIfe of Jake Parker: Prologue (Catching Up)

This is meant to be an epic: Jake Parker is a very long character an I hope that people like him enough to give me a positive review on this prologue. Thngs start getting interesting after this thought, so if you like it positive ratings please.

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And There She Was

This is a story I wrote just for fun, and I think it has the potential for a series. This isn’t a fifty page sex story, it’s a story that has sex in it. It does focus on character development. Enjoy!

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The Serial Rapist – Asian Delinquency Part 3

After a couple of hours Lewis awoke, refreshed but a little hungry. He made a quick check on Anna and found her still asleep. She must have worn herself out sucking his cock. He knew she would be hungry as well when she woke up, so he headed off to cook something for them both.
When he returned, tray of food in hand, Anna was waking up. The smell of cooking food had awakened her. Lewis took off the cuffs and let her go to the bathroom. She was staving and quickly ate the meal Lewis prepared.
Nothing was said between them as they ate. All Lewis could think of was how wonderful her tight little asshole was going to feel. As he sat there envisioning the upcoming experience Anna asked him a question. He was so fixated on his vision he did not hear her.
“Sorry Honey, what did you say”, he quickly replied.
“When can I go home”, Anna asked as tears started to roll down her cheek.
Lewis had not prepared himself for this. As much as he enjoyed watching her cry as he made her fulfill his every fantasy, he did not like to see her cry like this. This tugged at his heart strings. This made him question what he was doing. This made him feel sorry for her.
Anna could see a change in Lewis. He seemed confused, almost concerned about her. Had she hit a cord with him, if so would she be able to capitalize on it. She so wanted to get away and back to her loving family.
Her tears increased and she started pleading, “I will not tell anyone about you, please let me go.”
Lewis was really starting to get uncomfortable. He did not like where this was heading and needed for it to change directions quickly. He remembered how cooperative she was about sucking his cock earlier that day. Would she be that cooperative with her asshole, if he promised to let her go early?
He started to think things through; he remembered how wonderful it felt when savagely took the bar slut Lisa’s asshole months ago. She had really pissed him off and she deserved the treatment she got. This girl had not pissed him off, she just happen to wander into his life. She did have that I am out of your league attitude at first, but now she was a helpless little girl.
Again he thought back to how wonderful it had felt for her to willingly suck his cock. He had never had a woman so intent on fulfilling his desires as she was at that moment. As good as it had felt to Lisa’s asshole he knew it would feel even better if Anna gave hers to him.
He had to admit to himself that he had under estimated the effort it took to take care of her up to this point and he would probably be better off ending it early and getting out of town. With that he decided to make her a proposition. He would let her go later that night in return for her asshole. If she did not accept then he would take it anyway. Hopefully she would see her situation and take his offer.
Lewis sat back in his chair. Anna once again noticed a change in him. Had her begging and crying worked, was he feeling sorry for her?
Lewis calmly started to talk, “I know you want to go home, trust me I really want to see you get back home. But as I have said before that is up to you, I could make it happen later tonight if you would like.”
Anna’s heart jumped. Had she heard him correctly? She quickly blurted, “Really, you will let me go tonight?” Her excitement and eagerness to get away from her situation betrayed her.
Lewis grinned and continued, “Yes. Yes I will let you go tonight.” He paused to let what he said sink in. He saw her excitement in her eyes, then he proceeded, “That is if you do something for me.”
Anna was so elated to have the possibility of going home later; she almost did not hear him say he wanted her to do something. It took her a second to replay it and understand her freedom depended upon her doing something yet again. This something would without a doubt be sexual. She took a deep breath and quietly asked what it was he wanted.
Lewis smiled once again and leaned forward, “Earlier today I so enjoyed your willingly giving me the most awesome blow job of my life.” Anna stiffened; there was no way she would be able to take that monster in her throat again. He had almost killed her with it earlier.
All her excitement of going home started to crash as she thought of that monster cock ripping down her throat once again. Lewis sensed her mood changing and figured he should press his advantage. “There is one other thing I have always wanted.” Anna quickly looked up realizing her throat was not his target. For a fleeting moment she was relieved.
Lewis continued, “You have such a sexy little ass. I would love to watch you sit on my cock and slide it up your asshole.” Anna’s mouth dropped open in horror. The thought of that monster cock entering her ass was unthinkable. It would rip her wide open.
Lewis sat quite as she ran everything through her mind. He could tell she did not want to be ass fucked, but she wanted to get away and back home. As he sat there he became quite amused watching her. He wondered which desire would over ride the other, the desire to go home or the desire not to be ass fucked.
He hoped her desire to go home won out, because either way she was not leaving here without his cock going in her ass and he would much more enjoy it if she was willingly giving her ass.
Anna’s worst nightmare was being presented to her. Anal sex was something that scared her to death; she never wanted anything to ever go up her ass. What was she going to do? She so wanted to go home, was he serious about letting her go. Could she actually go through a session of anal sex with him?
Lewis could tell she was on the fence. He quickly said, “I know you are asking yourself will he actually let me go home if I do this. I promise you I will let you go home later tonight. While I have enjoyed our time here together I feel it is time to end it. But I have a desire for that sweet little ass of yours before you go.”
Lewis hoped she would understand her asshole was going to be the main course tonight. The only thing unanswered was will it be offered or taken.
Anna had picked up on his message. She felt all resolve leave her as she realized what she must do. She knew if she refused he would more than likely force his cock in her ass, which she was sure would be worse than if she was in control. In addition if she refused and he forced her would he get pissed at her and keep her, just to do it more to her?
She made up her mind, looked him in the face, and calmly said, “If I give you my ass I want to go home. You have to promise me and one more thing, I control what happens. I will make sure it all gets in, but I do not want you shoving it.”
Lewis smiled and agreed. This was exactly what he had hoped for. He smiled and asked one last question, “I have to know something, have you ever had anal sex before?”
Anna hated giving him the pleasure of knowing the fact that he was to be the first and probably the last man to ever enter her ass, but she did. She hoped it would make him be patient and not get out of control.
Lewis recalled how Anna had experienced an oral orgasm and wanted to give her another one. Since he had her agree to be a willing participant he might as well make the best of it. She was being so cooperative he decided to not put the hand cuffs back on her either. He could hardly contain his excitement.
Anna pushed herself back into the bed as Lewis moved onto it. She was a little surprised when he gently kissed her knee. She froze for a second not sure how to react, as the kiss so gently, almost loving. She calmly watched as he slowly moved between her legs and kissed his way down her inner thigh. Her legs instinctually parted giving him full access to her naked pussy.
To his pleasant surprise she did not protest his advance. This fueled his desire that much more. He moved his face so it was resting just above her delicious cunt. He blew on lightly and was rewarded by her lips parting, opening for him. He lowered his mouth over her little cunt and softly darted his tongue into her hole and up to her clit.
Her reaction was immediate. Her hips thrust up and her mouth gapped open. Anna felt as though a bolt of lightning traveled through her body as his tongue explored her pussy. She never would have dreamed she would love oral sex as much as she did. She loved to have her pussy licked and kissed, even by this beast of a man that had abducted her and raped her.
Her clit was hard as a rock and sent shock waves though her each time he would touch it with his tongue. She was not paying attention but each time he touched it she would push her pelvis into his face.
Lewis loved the action she was sharing. He decided to move her closer to an orgasm and focus on her clit. He moved slightly so it was positioned perfectly in his mouth. With his tongue he started making gentle circles and figure 8s on it. Anna through her head back and started moaning deep and loud.
Anna loved the sensations she was feeling in her pelvis. This man may be a monster, but he knew how to lick a pussy. She found herself moaning uncontrollably. During an especially loud and deep moan, she violently grabbed the back of his head and pushed it into her pussy as hard as she could.
She had lost all control and her mind was on auto pilot, her body took command. She violently started to thrust her crotch into his face and push his head into her as if she wanted to stick inside of her.
The aggressiveness Anna was showing caught Lewis a little of guard, but he was enjoying every moment. He ensured to keep his tongue in place and lips working, she was doing the rest. After a few minutes he could feel her body tense and her motions became more desperate and with intent.
He looked up at her and she was staring him in the eyes, hers full of lust and desire. Her mouth was wide open but only a faint sound was escaping. Her orgasm was building and about to explode all over him. He pushed harder into her, which was the trigger she needed to explode in a violent and wet orgasm.
Anna had never felt the sensations running throughout her entire body, but she liked every one of them. She could feel a huge pressure building deep inside her like nothing she had ever felt before. Then Lewis pushed into her crotch and she felt herself explode. Her pussy literally tried to turn itself inside out.
She was spraying fluid everywhere, she could not catch her breath, her whole body was locked in the most intense sensation she had ever experienced. It felt as though it lasted for hours, but really was less than a minute. When she regained a little control she looked down and Lewis’ face was covered in a shiny liquid and the bed was soaked.
He was licking as fast as he could, it appeared to her he was trying to get every drop out of her and she did not mind if he did. He finally stopped and moved up in the bed and lay beside her. He was gasping for breath as heavy as she was.
For a moment Lewis thought Anna was trying to suffocate him, maybe in revenge for shoving all of his cock in her throat earlier in the day. He quickly realized she was simply having an extremely physical and intense orgasm. As he lay besides her gasping for breath he started to chuckle.
He looked at her and said, “I guess I deserved that after doing the same to you earlier.”
Anna quickly replied, “Your damned right, but you had me in a worse position than I had you.”
After arguing for a few minutes they agreed that they were even orally. Anna shockingly realized that she was laughing and enjoying what was happening. How could this be, he had abducted her, held her against her will, and raped her?
Never the less she had just experienced the most intense orgasm of her young life and for what it was worth was in a better mood. As they lay there, catching their breaths, she remembers what is to come next.
Her initial reaction is fear; will that monster rip her wide open? She realized her pussy made it through the invasion just fine, a little stretched but overall just like before. She recalled the most pain was when he tried to shove the entire length into her and hit the backend of her tunnel. That hurt like all hell, then she smiled as she knew there was no backend to her ass and when it did bottom out it would be because it was all in her.
She could not believe how she was thinking. Was she actually looking forward to being ass fucked by this maniac and his huge cock, or was she just preparing herself for the inevitable? She determined it was the inevitable and a little bit of curiousness mixed in. She figured since she was going to be in control she might as well try to enjoy it.
If she did it would be a lot less painful and she would get something out of it. If not, well she did not want to think about what was behind that door. With that she rolled over and asked Lewis, “Would you happen to have something to lubricate your cock with? I do not think you could even force that thing up my ass dry.”
Lewis grinned and told her to look in the drawer next to the bed. She rolled over and located a new bottle of KY Lubricant. She thanked the heavens for small miracles and rolled back over. She looked at Lewis and said with a smile, “Are we going to do this with your clothes on?”
Lewis had been so preoccupied with her and how things had turned for his benefit that he forgot he was still dressed. He laughed and quickly removed everything. When he lay back down, Anna quickly started applying large amounts of lubricant and jacking him off. Her hands were magical. She worked both of them up and down the entire length of his hardening cock. He thought to himself how wonderful it would be to have her jack him off all over her face.
He had to stop thinking about that or he knew he would cum and ruin what was to come. Anna felt his cock stiffen to steel strength and prayed to god she would be able to handle sliding it up her ass. She leaned slightly forward and liberally applied lubricant to her puckering little asshole. As she rubbed it she wondered what it would feel like next time she touched it.
She inserted a well lubricated finger up to the knuckle, so as to make sure everything was well lubed. To her surprise the discomfort was minimal; maybe that huge cock will not be much worse. With that she threw her left leg over Lewis and straddled his body.
The feeling of Anna sitting on his crotch was heaven. He looked up at her and he swore he had never seen such a beautiful site in his life. She hovered over his hard cock like a cat hovering over a mouse. She reached down and pulled up and back, she rose up so she could move it back to her asshole.
Anna took a deep breath and pulled his cock back until the head was slightly pushing against her asshole. She stopped there and took a couple of deep breaths, then looked down and said, “Remember I control everything.”
Lewis shook his head that he agreed. She closed her eyes and slowly lowered her body, causing the head of his massive cock to push hard on her anal ring. She added a little additional force and the head broke through and past the ring. She gasped as this occurred more from fear than pain. Her ass ring was being stretched, but not to the point of being torn.
Lewis was in pure bliss, he thought Lisa’s asshole had been tight; it had nothing on this one. His head was being crushed by the pressure her anal ring was applying. He could not wait to feel the depths of her insides, but he knew he had to be patient.
Anna took a few seconds to get her wits together, while so far it was not been as bad as she expected she knew the widest part was yet to come. Once she got control of her nerves she took another deep breath and pushed down again on his cock. About 4 inches slid up her ass and the pain increased beyond her imagination. She froze in place and started breathing fast.
Everything in her body told her to get it out and get away, her mind told her to stay in place and take it. Lewis knew she was at the point of either jumping off or taking it all. He knew to patient and let her get used to his cock being in her ass. Hopefully she will get pasted this point and take the rest on her own, but he was fully prepared to roll her over and slam it home if she started to move off of it.
Anna could not believe how bad it hurt. It felt as if someone had stuck a hot rod up her ass. She felt her asshole stretch way beyond what it should be to accommodate the intruder entering it. She was concentrating on breathing and was just about to give in to the pain and pull it out when the pain started to subside.
She put her left hand down on Lewis’ chest and calmly said to him, “Please do not move, give me a second and I will put the rest in.”
Lewis’ cock was sending sensations to his body that he had never felt before. He had never felt anything so tight around his cock in his life. As he heard he talk he knew a heard of wild horse would not get him to move. All he did was shack his head yes.
Anna saw that he was still sticking to his part of the bargain and not moving. As she sat there with half of his cock up her ass, she started to feel a strange sensation stirring deep in her body. Her pussy started to tingle and tighten. She started to enjoy the feelings cursing through her body.
She decided it would be best to get past all the pain and forced her ass down on the rest of his cock. The pain was no worse but the sensations increased tremendously. All she could was sit there and breathe.
Lewis was taken by surprise as she lowered herself on his entire length. He lay there holding her hips not moving. Her ass muscles were flexing up and down the shaft, as her anal ring clamped snug around the base and squeezed.
He never knew something could feel so erotic and satisfying. Anna was just as surprised. When she pushed the last of his cock into her ass, she was taken away in a wave of erotic and intense sensations. It still hurt slightly, but the other sensations made the discomfort forgettable.
After a while she started to rock back and forth, this caused her engorged clit to rub against Lewis’ pelvis bone sending even more sensations through her body. The more she moved the less she felt the pain and the more intense the erotic sensations became. Before she knew it she was rocking at a steady pace and grunting deep from within her body.
She felt dirty, sexy, alive, but most of all lustful. She wanted his cock in her ass. She looked down at Lewis, he had his eyes closed holding her hips tightly. She knew she owned him at this point; her ass was in complete control. The site of him holding her hips, the realization of control, and the intense sensations drove Anna over the edge and into the most explosive orgasm she had ever felt.
She thought the oral ones as intense, this hand them all beat. She pushed down hard on Lewis’ cock, wanting every last bit of it up her ass. She threw her head back and screamed to the top of her lungs, “OH FUCK, FUCK ME, MY GOD FUCK ME.”
Lewis opened his eyes just as she exploded and started screaming. As she screamed she started to buck up and down on his cock. He tightened his grasp on her hips and thrust his cock up into her ass as she grinded it down on his cock. The sensations were out of this world.
Anna was beside herself, she could not believe she was enjoying being fuck in the ass. She felt him starting to thrust up to her, which sent additional sensations racing through her body and mind. She never wanted the sensations to end.
She sped up her pace a little and started to move more of his cock in and out of her ass. Within a few minutes he was pulling all but the head out and pushing back in as far as he could bury it.
All Anna could do was lay her head back in shear bliss and scream, “FUCK MY ASS, MY GOD FUCK MY ASS”
Lewis could hold out no longer, hearing her scream for him to fuck her in the ass took him to that point of no return. His cock stiffened ever harder, he pulled Anna down to his chest, and started grinding his cock up her ass in earnest.
Anna knew he was about to cum and wanted to feel him explode deep in her ass. She moved her mouth to his ear and whispered, “CUM IN MY ASS BABY, I NEED YOUR CUM DEEP IN MY ASS.”
Upon hearing those words Lewis let forth a fire hose of cum deep in Anna’s bowels. He pushed as hard and deep as he possibly could. Anna pushed back just as ever bit hard as Lewis was. She wanted to feel his cock deep inside her. She had one orgasm after another; her mind was a blur of erotic pleasure. Each blast of hot cum from his cock sent shivers throughout her body.
By the end they both were pushing into each other with everything they had and screaming to the top of their lungs. Totally spent they collapsed holding each other. Anna could not believe what she had just experienced. She looked up at Lewis who was just recovering as well. She slowly raised her lips to his and kissed him deep and passionately.
Lewis was shocked by her unsolicited display of affection. Here he was being kissed by a woman he had abducted, abused, raped, and still had his dick in her ass that he made her fuck him with. He kissed her back and slowly rolled her over. He removed his cock from ass, which popped when his head came out. This caused them both to laugh.
Lewis finally got up to use the bathroom. While he was pissing Anna entered and started the shower, she looked over at him and ask if he would like to join her. Could this actually be true, he thought to himself. He looked at her and she motioned him to join her. Once in the shower she washed both her body and then his, paying close attention to the cock. She scrubbed it completely clean.
She then turned to Lewis grinned and dropped to her knees. She took his half hard cock and placed it in her mouth. Lewis let out a groan, and leaned back against the shower wall as he felt his cock slide in and out of her little mouth.
Anna was absolutely consumed with desire for his cock. She had never felt anything as intense as the day’s orgasms. She had to make him cum one last time. She worked his cock for all it was worth, she never could get it all in but she was finally rewarded as he cummed on her face and tits.
Once out of the shower Anna jumped back on the bed. She started to think twice about heading home, maybe she could stay the night. Lewis knew he had to get her back now. She was starting to enjoy everything and that could really lead to a lot of trouble.
They talked and he explained that it would be best if he take her back to town. Her wireless phone was in her purse and she could call her parents as soon as he dropped her off. He told her it would be best if she was returned the same way she was brought here, blindfolded and unconscious. It would be best for him and her.
She reluctantly agreed. Lewis gave her the pants he had removed from her. She put them on, but he had cut her shirt and bra off, so he gave her a t-shirt he had bought. Once she was dressed he told he need to knock her out with the chloroform. She quickly kissed him, and turned around.
Anna did not want to go, but he was right it would be best for both of them to do it this way. As she was thinking this she realized she had not asked him his name, just as she was about to ask she felt a damp rag cover her mouth and nose.
She quickly went to sleep. Lewis gathered up everything and took it to the car, then returned to get her. As he drove back to Knoxville, he reflected on his little encounter with Anna. He wondered to himself if under different circumstances they could have a relationship. He knew the answer. NO.
He told himself next time he would not allow his feelings to get in the way. He had started to feel for Anna, he had let the experience turn into something that he had not intended. He would keep everything cold and calculating next time.
After about 20 minutes he pulled into a parking lot of a local ball park. He knew he could place her on a bench and drive away without anyone noticing. Before he left her he checked to see if she was starting to wake up, she was still out probably exhausted from all the recent activities. He did not want to apply any additional chloroform to her, as he wanted to her to awaken quickly after his departure.
Once he felt she was secure he made a quick retreat to his vehicle and left. Once back at the cabin he went straight to bed and asleep. He wanted to hit the road early in the morning and get back home.
Anna had awakened on their way to the ball park. When she opened her eyes she realized a hood was over her head. She quickly remembered what was going on and decided not to let on she was awake. Shortly after she did awaken the vehicle stopped and she was carried to what felt like some metal table or bench.
She continued to pretend to be asleep. She hoped Lewis would not give her anymore of the stuff he used to sedate her with and to her pleasure she heard him walk away after checking to see if she was still asleep.
She reached up and pulled the hood up when she heard his vehicle start. She quickly focused and saw a dark colored car that looked like an American model. He slowly pulled away, and Anna read the license plate number as he did.
She repeated the number over and over in her head, until she saw him pull onto the main road and drive away. She rose up, located her purse, found her address book, and wrote the license plate number down. She then located her wireless phone and called her parents.

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Ex Step Daughter Cums For Her Mom’s Stuff

It was hard kicking Sylvia out. We hadn’t lived together for very long and then again we simply did not have the chemistry to date, let alone live together. We’d never clicked as a couple. So the hard part was not to come to the conclusion that ‘hey – I got to get rid of this bitch.” The hard part for a loser like me is to work up the courage to do it. When I did, she went back to stay with the older of her two daughters, Bridget.
Around the time we met she was also staying at her daughter’s house. We met at a nearby pub, and I could hardly wait to get my dick in her pussy and blow a good couple day’s worth of cum all over her ass and on the pink thong she wore.
If a woman is wearing a thong and it is nice and stretchy I prefer sliding it to the side when I fuck her. It no doubt made Sylvia, a mature lady of forty-some odd years feel like a slutty nineteen year old. At the pub, and only very briefly at my house, she wore spandex leggings and a blouse that luckily didn’t even cover her plump booty looking incredibly luscious in those fuck-me leggings. Her stilettos made her ass pop out. Luckily there were few men at the bar and since this all took place in a suburban area in Florida, few fellas not covered by medicare or unemployment, so I got a shot at fucking her, which obviously is what she wanted. But as much as I got lucky that night, my bad luck would soon return with a vengeance. I got stuck with her and had to kick her out. Our relationship started out hot and steamy and ended on a sour note.
At least I had tried to be polite about asking her to kindly move out. At first she insisted on giving it another shot. Being polite failed and in the end I asked her daughter Bridget, to get her mom out of my house. This rather desperate strategy worked only too well, and now Sylvia would not talk to me. I wasn’t complaining but at the same time, I did care about the bitch and felt bad that I had upset her.
She hadn’t brought any furniture or much of anything except clothes and beauty products to my house, but because she left in a hurry, she had forgotten about some of her clothes. It could stay there for all I cared. I still had her pink thong, which I took it out some times to jerk off in it, and on it.
A couple weeks after Sylvia moved the doorbell rang and I was hugging her younger daughter Gracie. She looked good as always. She wore a jean skirt and a loose fitting top. Nothing too revealing. This curvy brunette with a sweet disposition and mischievous eyes, asked how I was doing and I said ‘fine.’
My mom wants me to get the her stuff, she said. She misses you!
Thanks for saying that but I doubt it, I said.
You doubt what? she said.
I doubt the part about missing me. I have no doubt about her wanting her shit back.
Actually, she doesn’t want it back. The clothes she left, she didn’t want. But she said I could have them if I picked them up myself. Is that okay by you?
Yeah sure thing! They’re still in my bedroom.
Could you show me where they are please, she said.
Okay, I said and walked ahead to my bedroom. It’s a nice and big room with a king size bed in it. I opened the walk-in closet where most of her stuff was hanging. She took out a couple of dresses.
Can I try these on? she asked.
Of course The bathroom is right over there, I said, pointing in the direction of the adjoining bathroom. She left me for a few minutes. I wasn’t sure if she wanted me to stay or not, but I stayed. And I was glad I did because she finally came out wearing a little black dress. It was short and tight around the booty and tits. She turned around and asked me to zip her up. Since I felt my cock chub up, and start to squirm a bit, I quickly zipped the dress up. She turned to face me.
Is this too revealing? she asked, giving me cause to look at her cleavage. Her boobs were the size of her mother’s, around a 32d.
No, if anything it’s not revealing enough, I joked.
Oh please. Seriously though, is it a keeper?
Yes, I think so. You look great! You look better in it than your mom, I said. I don’t think she’d even fit into it.
Oh be nice, she said.
Looking at herself in the mirror, she seemed to take no notice of me gawking at her luscious butt. Again I felt my cock swell up in my briefs. I wished it would stop, but then again, I wasn’t going to stop looking at my ex’s youngest daughter, Gracie, modeling the little black dress. Finally, she went back in the bathroom so I could adjust my boner. I couldn’t believe my urges. I mean, am I that much of a freak?
Next she came out wearing a strapless sundress. The material was very thin and was draped around her young body with as much sexiness as I could take.
You look gorgeous Gracie, I told her.
She looked in the mirror while I approached her from behind and proceeded to gently rub her shoulders and neck. I had given her a back rub before which is how I knew she wouldn’t freak out. In fact, neither one of us said anything for the minute this was happening. She did not object, but I did not want to come off as a creep so I stopped touching her. She had more clothes to try on. A couple pairs of pants she didn’t want, a coat and a halter top she decided to keep. Some of the clothes she decided not to take without trying them on, because they were not her style. The last item she took out of the closet was a halloween outfit I didn’t realize she’d left behind. Gracie looked at it, looked at me with a grin, and slipped into the bathroom. She came out wearing the sexy gladiator queen outfit her mother had worn last halloween. The rubber skirt for it was really short, barely covering her ass.
Wow! I said.
Do you like it? she asked.
Oh I like! You look hot, sweetie.
Did my mom really go out in this?
She wore it at a halloween party.
She’s such a slut, she said.
That’s for damn sure! At the party she was shaking her ass like a cheap stripper.
Oh yeah? But I bet you liked it!
I did. I’ll miss that ass! I said.
You’re gonna miss mommy’s ass? What do you think about mine? she asked and turned around to shake her ass within spanking distance. I couldn’t help myself and I spanked her firmly on her ass. It made my cock jump and get fully erect. She had a surprised look on her face and immediately stopped gyrating her hips which did nothing to stop me from pressing my crotch against her ass and place one hand on her tummy and another on her arm.
I whispered in her ear: I think your ass is even hotter than your mommy’s!
She looked surprised at my directness. She must not have thought I had it in me since I usually had done my best to behave like a gentleman around Sylvia’s daughters. Now, all bets were off. My dick was rock hard and I had a scantily clad 22-year old twerking right in front of me in my bedroom. At least I was going to try!
She wiggled loose from my advances and asked for a bag to put the clothes in. All Sylvia’s clothes were lying in two piles on the bed. I wanted to throw her on the bed too, but I went to get her the bag instead.
I was happy to see she was still wearing the costume when I returned.
A garbage bag? Really? she said.
I’m sorry if that’s not good enough for you, princess…
It’s fine, she said. Is there any more clothes?
At first I said no. Then I remembered the undergarments and lingerie in one og the dresser drawers.
No, wait a second, I said. There is more in the top drawer of the dresser.
She opened the drawer and looked at some worn out cotton panties and boy shorts which she tossed aside. Then she came across the shiny black leggings her mom wore the first time I met her. I had peeled them off her the first time I fucked her. She grabbed the leggings and a tube top and went back into the bathroom, only this time she left the door cracked. I saw her slipping out of the costume, standing totally naked. A couple minutes later she came out wearing the tight leggings and tube top. Again, I told her she looked stunning.
Thank you, she said, and went to look in the drawer. To my horror she found the pink thong. She looked at it and felt it and finally smelled it. I thought
These are nice but why are they so sticky?
I’m sorry, I said. I’ll take them and wash them.
As I reached to snatch them away from her she held them behind her back.
I want them, she said. But I just want to know. Did you jerk off in them?
What if I did? I said, rather nervously.
I think that’s cute, she said. But does that mean you still have feelings for mommy?
No, I said.
Are you sure? she said.
I’m sure! I said.
I want you to prove it to me! said Gracie.
I’ll do anything, I said. I moved in closer and closer but she spun around and started twerkin in her mom’s sexy leggings and bumping into my hardon.
You’re gonna prove it to me, then take out that hard dick of yours.
I pulled my pants and briefs down and she started grinding up along the shaft of my dick, then lowered her ass while only grazing my dick, and repeating. I was already on the verge of cumming, so I grabbed her and licked the side of her neck. She turned her head and we made out. She turned to face me and I yanked her mommy’s lycra tube top off of her and felt her breast.
I sucked on her nipples, pulled the leggings down and as I took her panties off I remembered that she was still holding the pink thong. I took it out of her hand.
What’re you doing? Those are mine?
Are they yours? Well let me give them to you!
Yeah, give them to me, she said. I kissed her, letting my greedy tongue slither all around her young mouth.
Give them back! she said. I fucking want those thongs!
Okay if you insist, young lady. She squealed as I lifted her and placed her on the bed. Then I slid the thongs on her and slid them to the side to lick her pussy until she demanded that I fuck her.
I want your dick inside me! she said.
I was happy to oblige, fucking her missionary, doggystyle, and cowgirl. As she was riding my dick, I got up with her still on me, and stood on the floor holding her on my dick while fucking her.
When I knew I couldn’t go on longer without cumming, I threw her on the bed, pulled the thongs off and stuck them in her mouth. I fucked her a minute longer, maybe less. Her hands were free and she could have taken them out of her mouth if she wanted, but she had submitted to me. I was her master and she was mine.
Not wearing a condom, I had to pull out before cumming. I helped my dick reach that final euphoric stage and blasted a load of cum onto her mommy’s pretty little thongs in her mouth.
She kissed me lovingly before she left me on the bed and let herself out. Before I took a nap I noticed the little black dress. She had forgotten it. I hope she comes back for it!

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SIXTY-THREE DAYS OF AUNT JENNY

I’ve never been able to figure out if this is normal or if I was just sexually precocious but I’ve been fascinated with women since a very early age. I don’t mean that I was a 6-year old getting boners but that specific girls and ladies would captivate me. I’d get feelings about them that were different than those I had towards my mom or sister or for most female friends. My enthrallment wasn’t even age specific, I could be attracted to girls my own age, to teenagers or even to ladies my mom’s age. Not knowing what these feelings were I internalized them as being “in love”. At the age of 9 I fell “in love” with Aunt Jenny. My name is George and I want to point out that Aunt Jenny was not an actual relative but an old friend of my mom’s. Calling her “aunt” was done as a sign of respect and indicated a closer bond between our families than with other friends and neighbors.
Aunt Jenny and her family lived in Loganburg, Pennsylvania, which was my Mom’s hometown. I was two when we moved away from PA and began living in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. As a young child, I only knew Aunt Jenny as a voice on the phone and as the sender of gifts at Christmas and birthday time. That changed in 1965 when she, Uncle Don and her boys Ken and Fred drove down to spend a vacation with us. On a hot June day their Ford pulled into our driveway to great excitement. Aunt Jenny got out of the car wearing light blue shorts, a white blouse and sandals. Her hair was brown and shoulder length. Even into my adult life I’ve never been a big fan of make up, but of anybody I’ve ever seen, she pulled it off the best. Particularly the way her lipstick accented her warm, engaging smile. She came over, picked me up, said hello and gave me a big kiss. Her perfume smelled like flowers. My captivation was immediate.
That visit was great. During the course of their visit, my summer was an atypical one. We went to the beach, the movies, the wax museum, an alligator farm and other attractions. I really liked Ken and Fred, but since they were older they were more interested in hanging out with my sister Doreen and her friends. Since her boys were more content in being in Doreen’s circle, Jenny focused a lot of attention towards me. She had a sweet mellifluous voice that both relaxed me and made the back of my neck tingle. I was happy in her presence. When they left for home I thought my heart would break.
For the next few years our families would visit one another, alternating locales. These visits were always the highlight of the summer, if not the entire year. Loganburg was so very different from Lauderdale. The houses were multi-storied and had varied architecture, instead of the ranch styled houses of Lauderdale. Aunt Jenny’s house was particularly impressive to me. It was a large brick home that was the corner lot of Elm Ave & 25th street. It had two porches, an enclosed one on Elm ave and an open one on the street side. They had beds on the enclosed one and that is where us boys slept. The outside porch had the neatest swing and was additionally shaded by 3 large chestnut trees along the street. The streets of Loganburg were very narrow compared to home and I noticed that the people seemed friendlier. I’m sure Ken and Fred would have thought me crazy but I considered Loganburg very exotic. But of course my biggest thrill was being with Aunt Jenny.
By the time 1969 rolled around my being “in love” evolved into being “in lust”. I turned 13 that summer and had discovered jacking off. My buddy Jeff had acquired a stash of skin books from his college-bound brother and he let me have one of them. The coolest part of the deal was that one of the models bore a striking resemblance to Aunt Jenny. Combined with pictures I had of her in a bathing suit my right arm was working overtime. Their visit that year took on an all-new dimension and I feverishly hatched plans to fuel my erotic yearnings. First was a plan to peek at her in the bathroom. I pondered drilling a hole between my room and the bathroom, but I figured that was too dangerous. I also considered placing a small mirror on the awning of our bathroom window, but again that was just a pipe dream.Despite of all my imagination and enthusiasm I was not able to conceive of a workable plan to view her naked. However a plan that did work was almost as audacious those voyeuristic plans. After Aunt Jenny showered, I was able to temporarily “liberate” a pair of her dirty panties from the hamper. They were sexy and soft, with a little pink floral pattern. The smell of her cunt lingered on the crotch and I almost came just from sniffing them.
After they returned home to Loganburg, a situation arose that inspired in me another piece of perverse genius. My pal Jeff was getting paranoid that his folks might find his “library” so he told me that I could have all his magazines. It wasn’t easy but I smuggled 39 porn mags into my room. The next step of my plan was to find and borrow every photo negative we had that contained Aunt Jenny in it. I bicycled outside my neighborhood to a drugstore where I had 3 reprints made of each photo. That summer Mom, Dad and Doreen all worked so my mornings were unsupervised. I combed my magazines for just the right size pictures and I cut Jenny’s head out of the photos and glued them to the nude photos. These revised pics were then pasted into an old LOOK magazine, which served as my special gallery. Ahh, life was good.
1971 turned into a rough year for me. In April mom told me that there would be no visit this year. Her explanation was vague, but allegedly Jenny’s family had too many other things going on to make the trip. I was devastated. It wasn’t too much longer that I discovered the real reason; Jenny and Don were getting a divorce. He’d fallen for another, younger woman and was moving away to California. I felt terrible, mostly because I loved Aunt Jenny and hated for her to be in pain. But part of it was guilt over my sexual feelings for her. That day I destroyed my “Aunt Jenny Gallery”.
1971 was also the year that I started High School. Like every other kid I found the transition awkward and I suffered from the typical adolescent problems of self-doubt, low self-esteem and feeling outcast. Although I would have argued with you at the time, I was a good-looking kid. But my folks sabotaged me with a very strict attitude about long hair, as in NO WAY. Plus I had a poor sense of fashion. As a result I was always uncomfortable with how I looked and felt un-cool. Compound this with my shyness and you have a guy that did not date.
In the spring of 1972 I learned of even more drastic changes. Doreen, who was away at college, informed us that she had an opportunity to spend the summer traveling in Europe and was going to do so. The most upsetting change was that dad had been asked to temporarily head up his company’s office in Seattle through the end of August. I had to choose between moving there with he and mom or to stay at my grandparents in Ft. Lauderdale. I wasn’t exactly thrilled with either choice. But incredibly a third option arose. Mom had been talking with Aunt Jenny and Jenny had suggested that they let me stay with her in Loganburg for the entire summer. Mom had sensed my disappointment last year and thought that maybe my going there might pick up Jenny’s spirits too. This was the best news I could have received!
My folks left me in the care of my grandparents until June 10th, when I boarded a flight to Pittsburgh. Aunt Jenny and her sons met me and after stopping for lunch, made the hour-long trip to Loganburg.
Although I thought Don was a real prick for dumping Jenny, at least he was generous with the divorce settlement. Not only did she keep the house but her alimony was enough to keep her from having to work. Still that big ‘ol house did demand upkeep and I was happy to help carry any of the load that I was able to. Ken & Fred did anything that involved carpentry, so I focused on yardwork and with helping Jenny clean. It’s funny because I used to bitch at home about doing chores. Yet somehow when you do them for somebody else, the endeavors become more palatable.
Both brothers attended the local college campus during the fall & spring. Their summertime was kept pretty active between jobs and an active social calendar. They did make an effort to try and include me sometimes but it was pretty clear that most of my time would be spent with Jenny.
On Friday night Aunt Jenny and I were spending the evening alone. Ken was on a date and Fred was working at the pizza shop. We settled into to living room to watch some TV. I was more interested it watching Jenny. She had her hair back in a ponytail was sporting a yellow print top and white shorts. We were both sitting on the sofa when I heard her going “ouch, ouch”. Her hands were at her left foot trying to work out a cramp. I offered to rub her foot and she accepted. She laid down, put her foot on my lap and I began to massage them. Her nails were polished pink just as they’d been in 65. I should have thought ahead but in my haste to touch her, I hadn’t adjusted my crotch. Now as my cock hardened. it was sloped down at a bad angle and my erection became very noticeable. I had mixed feelings at that moment but lust one out and I just continued working. I looked to see her reaction and she gazed back at me looking as sexy as I’d ever seen her. Staring at me she licked her sensuous lips. It was unspoken but I knew that she wanted my kiss. I stopped the massage and crawled on top of her, her mouth open and ready for mine. We embraced and I felt her soft warm tongue enter my mouth. I’d wondered what french kissing was like and I was not disappointed. My own tongue explored the texture of hers, as well as her lips and teeth. The experience was exquisite. I grew bold and put my hand inside her blouse. Her breasts were of medium size, like a grapefuit. I could feel her nipples hardening and straining against the fabric of her bra. But suddenly we heard the kitchen door open and Jenny sprang up to see who was there. Her exit gave me time to adjust my hard-on. It was Fred at the door. He was coming back from a delivery and stopped to get a cassette tape. I took the opportunity to call out and say I was going to bed. Making sure that I had some kleenex handy, I stripped, got into bed and started to masturbate. Soon I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Jenny stuck her head in the door and said “George wait a minute”. I heard her walk into the bathroom and she returned to my room with a towel, a damp washrag and some hand lotion. Quietly Aunt Jenny directed me to pull down the bed sheet and raise my butt. I did as she said and she spread the towel underneath me. She put some lotion on her hand and wrapped it around my hard, hard cock. Slowly she began stroking it. She positioned her thumb and forefinger so that it offered a little resistance and so that my cock head would sort of pop through on the downstroke. She whispered to me with her lovely soft voice “ Oh George what a big beautiful cock you have. MMmm it’s so nice and hard” I could only imagine that this must be what her cunt felt like. With her other hand she gently massaged my balls. I’d jacked off hundreds of times but it never felt as good as this! This reality was much more erotic than any scenario I’d ever dreamed up. It felt so wonderful but I really needed to cum. I ceased being passive and I began fucking Jenny’s hand. Sensing my urgency she increased her speed and I felt my balls contract. My load shot off like a cannon and actually hit my face. There was a river of sperm all over my chest and stomach. She cleaned me off with the washrag the said “That’s as far as we dare go tonight George.” She kissed me goodnight and bade me to sleep well.
The next morning was Saturday and I awakened early. My mind was racing. Was the previous night simply an anomaly? I went downstairs and found Jenny in the kitchen. My anxiety disappeared as she flashed me a mischievous smile and in a smart-alecty tone asked me “how do you feel this morning?” She came over and gave me a long, intense French kiss. We stopped after hearing footsteps on the stairs and she whispered to me “we have a date tonight”. The sound was coming from both her sons and we all sat down to have breakfast together. During the morning conversation all our evenings were planned out. Fred was working and Ken had plans to go over to his buddy Steve’s house. Jenny mentioned that she and I were going to go shopping. Little did I know her real game plan.
The day was filled with household chores. Normally this work would have made the day breeze by, but I was so filled with anticipation it seemed like the afternoon took forever. Finally 6:30 arrived and Jenny and I headed out. We did go to a department store, just as she had said at breakfast, but she made sure that we were out by 7:30.
It was just getting dusk and she drove to Phillips Park. This was a small wooded park in the middle of a quiet residential neighborhood. Technically it closed at dusk but there were no gates or security to keep people away. She took me by the hand and we made our way to a stand of maple trees. It was away from the path and in the darkness it provided excellent privacy. She had brought a blanket with her which she laid on the ground. Then we lay down on it, embraced and started kissing. Jenny was wearing a scent that smelled like vanilla and to this day that fragrance can arouse me. The night was beautiful clear and warm. I put my hand under her shirt and began to fondle her breasts. She stopped me for a moment, but only so she could remove her bra. Her nipples were hard and were surprisingly long. I gently pinched and rolled them as we kissed. These actions appeared to please her as she gently moaned. My cock seemed harder than it had ever felt before. She undid my belt and the top of my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. Then she completely removed her shorts and panties, spread her thighs open and told me to enter her. She guided my cock into her warm, wet cunt and I made my first plunge. Wow….is there anything more intense than the first time you feel your cock surrounded by pussy? The feeling was wonderful, yet actually a little different than I imagined that it would be. I started out slowly, thrusting it inside her as deep as I could and then withdrawing until only my head was in. This felt great but it was easy to go too far and pop out completely. After my third withdrawal I began using shorter strokes. Jenny was bucking along like an animal: it must have been a long while since she’d been fucked. Surprisingly it was Jenny that came first. You’d have thought that since it was my first time, that I’d have gone off in an instant. I realized later on in life that this was mostly because Jenny’s cunt had been stretched from giving birth. Had she have been tighter then I’d have popped like a champagne cork. After a little while I did find a move that provided me with release. I scooted up so that most of the friction occurred on the top of my penis and not the more sensitive underside. It was a unique sensation that I’d never felt by masturbating. Shortly after discovering the move I released what felt like gallons of cum. It was during this first fuck that I discovered a useful quirk of my own physiology; my penis stays hard long after I cum. So I was able to continue to fuck Jenny. Between her moisture and all my semen this was some seriously sloppy fucking, but she managed two more orgasms. We gathered our selves together and then drove home. Neither Fred or Ken there when we arrived. so we settled in on the couch and made out. It was hard to say which of us wanted the other more. At 11:00 we kissed goodnight and I went to bed cherishing the afterglow of loss of virginity. My initial experience had gone a hell of lot better than a lot of other guys.
Fate intervened for us in the form of a lucky coincidence. Jenny’s niece Dianne was going on vacation and she had asked Jenny if she would go over to her apartment twice a day to feed her cat. Dianne lived in an apartment about 2 blocks away and doing Dianne this favor provided us with a comfortable and private sanctuary for our trysts. It afforded us a plausible terrific excuse to get away and we exploited these opportunities to the maximum.
Our first encounter in the apartment was one of the most memorable events of my life. After taking care of Button’s breakfast, we decided that Dianne’s living room floor would make a wonderful setting for our love making. Bathed in the morning light Jenny seductively unbuttoned her blouse end removed her bra. She then kicked off her sandals, peeled off her jeans and removed her panties. She lay down on the thick shag carpet; legs spread open and offered an inviting look. After years of fantasizing it, I was finally seeing Jenny totally nude. I quickly removed all my clothes, got on the floor and crawled to her. I kissed her soft lips and then began kissing her all over. I wanted to see all of her wonderful body up close. It was exactly what you’d have expected for a 42 year old woman: a slight paunch, a bit hippy and a few stretch marks. I guess this would have turned off a lot of guys, but these features delighted me. They belonged to my Aunt Jenny and thus were completely erotic to my sensibilities. I gently rubbed and stroked her using both my hands and tongue; exploring the taste and textures of her smooth, soft skin. I made my may to her feet. Those sexy, painted toes that had captured my attention when I was nine, became the target of my attention. Instinctively I placed the middle three toes of her right foot into my mouth and began sucking on them. This elicited an exquisite moan from her. After a few minutes of attention there, I turned around and made my way between her legs. I was about to achieve another personal goal in tasting a woman’s cunt .Aunt Jenny’s pussy was quite hairy. I brushed the hair aside and parted her outer lips to reveal her inner sex. The fragrance was intoxicating. My foreplay had resulted in a glistening , moist vagina. I inserted my tongue deeply inside her. She provided me with instructions on where and how she liked to be orally caressed. She really enjoyed having me rapidly flick my tongue to the right side of her clit. Direct contact was just a little to intense for her and my tongue was just barely grazing it’s side. She coaxed me to go faster. I looked up with out stopping and was treated to the sight of her twisting her own nipples. “Don’t stop , don’t stop” she bade me. I felt her legs tense up and she began lo loudly groan. Her whole body shuddered in an explosive climax. She commanded me to enter her and I started to fuck her. The preceding activity was almost too much for me and this time her lack of tightness did not hinder me. I came after about ten strokes. I crawled up and we cuddled for a little bit as we caught our breath. She had taken my virginity the night before, but after this session I really did feel like a man.
Over the balance of that week Jenny and I repeated these sessions with a few variations. We fucked in every room of Dianne’s apartment; on the floors, in Dianne’s bed and even on the kitchen table. I wondered if Dianne ever made use of the furniture like we did?
After Dianne returned our opportunities were reduced. But the floodgates of desire had been released and we scouted for any chances that we could. The most reliable venue was the basement laundry room. Jenny kept an old, thick blanket down there which provided a modicum of comfort. Since the boys liked to sleep in, we were able to have a “good-morning” fuck on many occasions. But it was not an ideal situation.
We got a real break in July. Fred and Steve had tickets to see a concert in Pittsburgh. They had cousins in the ‘burgh and it was arranged that the guys we stay the entire weekend with them. This of course gave Jenny and I free reign to the entire house. The show was on Friday night but the guys went up on Thursday night and they were not coming back until Sunday evening. We went to her bed immediately after dinner and during the next 60 hours we had a marathon of sex It was during this weekend that Jenny gave me the only disappointment of our affair. I asked her if she would suck me off, but for whatever reason this was an act that she was uncomfortable with. I had the good sense not to press the issue. Later in life I discoved that blowjobs were my favorite sex act. It’s pity that she distained them because I’m sure she would have made a glorious cocksucker. Instead of a bj she offered me another novelty; a tit fuck. She started by applying lotion to my penis an hand fucking me as she’d done before. When she sensed that I was close, she sandwiched my cock between her breasts and I used them as a makeshift cunt. When I came, I came hard and my semen splashed her face. I stared at her beautiful face, dripping with my seed and she had an incredible wanton look. Wow did this turn me on! She went to wipe her face but I begged her to stop. Instead I laid with my back on the bed and had her mount me from above. Her breasts hung down, swinging as I fucked her fast and hard. All the while I gazed at her cum-painted face. This image was so erotic to me, I stayed hard for almost a hour. It resulted in 3 orgasms for Jenny
On another occaision we got dangerously daring. It was a particularly warm evening so we spend our time on the front porch. Ken was working but Fred was with us. He and Jenny were on the swing and I sat on a chair, my feet propped up on the banister. Fred and I were dressed identically; simply in gym shorts. Jenny had on a black terrycloth outfit consisting of shorts and a matching top. About 9 o’clock Fred got a call from his friend Bill, who wanted him to go to the movies. He invited me along but I passed. Bill picked him up at 9:30 and they went off to the 10:00 show. Jenny asked me to turn off the middle room light and to sit beside her. Once that light was off, the porch was incredibly dark. I sat next to her and we began to kiss I adored the way she used her tongue and the taste of her mouth. She slid her hand into my shorts, under the legband and rubbed my cock and balls. “Mr Happy” was rock hard. She then told me to go, take off my undies, put the shorts back on and meet her on the swing again. When I returned she charged me to sit down and slip my cock out from the legband. She slid her legband as well, having me enter her from behind as she sat on my lap. As we swung back and forth, she controlled the fucking with her hip thrusts. The feeling was exquisite. As we fucked I could hear cars pass by and some folks walking down the street. Jenny was really getting off by the risk of it all. Before long I felt her muscles contract and hear her grunt with an orgasm. I wanted to get my nut off too! So I had her climb off and bend forward over the banister. I reentered her and pumped her violently. My cum was soon running out of her pussy and down her legs
As summer grew to a close the realization that our affair had to end loomed large in our minds. I tried to prepare myself emotionally but when I did go home it was very difficult. Ultimately though, the summer worked out for us. Aunt Jenny’s life took an upturn. She met and fell in love with a guy named Darren, who she married in 1976. I was genuinely happy for her. The pair of them came for a visit that year and it was wonderful to watch her enjoying life again. I had no expectations of any repeat encounters.
Over the years I’ve tried to work out why that summer happened the way that it did. Years later I found out that she had dated my father for a time and wondered of my resemblance to my dad had an influence in her attraction. We were both at our peak sexual years and the whole May-December thing held a lot of erotic appeal. I’m thankful that she gave me the tender education that she did and I have never felt guilty about it.
For myself, that magic summers provided me with many treasures. I gained an inner confidence that I’d lacked before. I used this to get over my shyness and soon started dating. When the time came for intimacy with those young ladies, my “training” paid off. I made damn sure that the gals went away happy. By the time I went to college I had experienced several different partners. I wound up meeting my wife during my sophomore year and she turned out to be my perfect match. Our sex life remains great after 25 years and we remain each other’s best friend.

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