CHAPTER ONE... The Present... The cold, wet washcloth between my legs felt good against my used and slightly bruised pussy lips. 'Just-Call-Me-Jim' had been a vigorous lover. Looking into the bathroom mirror, I couldn't see any more cum on my pussy and t...
The week following my interaction with Chance was a long one. I thought about him constantly. When I hadn't heard from him, I thought maybe it was just a one-time thing. I was overcome with joy when I received a text message from him which read, "You prom...
Ray had moved to the Burning Bush trailer park because it was a cheap place to live, but he was staying for the pussy. At his age, which was now over sixty, where else could he live with daily views of as much hot pussy as the trailer park. There were wom...
I was hanging out in my favorite coffee shop one morning. I love to just sit there and drink my coffee during the weekends and enjoy a cappuccino while people-watching. On this particular morning, I saw a much younger man walk in. He caught my eye immedia...
I'm an older guy who likes to keep active and, I'd like to think, looks fit and healthy. My training mostly consists of athletic endeavours but I also spend plenty of time in the gym. I'm no gym rat, so my sessions get done with purpose and as quickly as...
Rhea and Mark walked into the lingerie store on third street when the cool air inside hit them both. Mark saw Rhea’s nipples standing at attention through her plain white tee shirt. She had no bra, which made Mark walk around semi-hard since they left. Th...
