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This is a true story that happen just before my birthday this year in November. I had been sitting in front of my PC at the house when I noticed this notification pop up. I did not pay it much mind as we always get some type of notification popping up seeing how the entire house hold uses this PC. Well it ended up popping up about 6 or 7 times and was beginning to bother me some. So the next time it popped up I clicked on it and it went to this dating site. I was about to delete it when I...
I don't get out enough, not to see friends anyway. I live in a New England city other than Boston, in fact it happens to not be in Massachusetts. It's large enough that it has public transportation, which is helpful since I never got a license. Most of my friends don't have their licenses either. I guess that's why we hang out so rarely. It's the beginning of July, I'm on vacation from college. I haven't seen this circle of friends since winter break. We go out drinking only two of my...
One night or early morning in bed using my laptop about 2:25 a.m. I was horny as hell and was gonna jack off looking at some old ladies on a senior dating site using my fake profile. I had just made some adjustments to my search settings changing the distance to within a 5 mile radius. The Age limit for women over 65 and the contact preference to Dating or Sex Only. I was scrolling thru pictures when I came across a familiar face. I recognized the picture as one of my neighbors, a lady named...
Namita was her name. She is a 5’3 inch tall girl with a white complexion. She had light brown colour hair and a mischievous smile. We met through a dating site. Later, we met in person. She ordered coffee, we chatted and a bit and then asked me if the avenger bike was mine. I nodded in affirmative and she asked me if she can ride it tonight after 11.30 pm when the roads will be vacant. Namita loved to ride bikes. I happily agreed as I had seen her walking towards me for the first time we met...
I blame it all on my Psychology 101 professor... If the old coot didn't cancel one of my classes, I wouldn't have gone home in the middle of the day. If I hadn't gone home when I did that day, I wouldn't have been the one to grab the mail from the box, and when I did - well, let's just say that I'm a curious guy.So when I saw a letter addressed to my mother with a return address from some outfit called "What's Love Got to Do with It", that curious nature of mine took over. It wasn't junk mail,...
My lovely wife, Ashley, had recently moved to this country from Mauritius. Although she was now nearly forty, her body was still slim and cute. She has small, nicely formed breasts and a pert little arse, her tummy is tight as a drum.Ashley had come from a bustling and lively hotel with more social life than perhaps Ash realized. Although there was some family here, it was a bit of a friendless and lonely start to her move. We talked about how she could go about making some friends, and I joked...
Wife LoversHi, folks. Let me not provide my name here since I have a ton of buddies roaming around this site. I’m 5.8-skinny athletic with a boner that could go till 6.4″ inches rock hard. The story is a short one, about how I met a girl on a dating site and our first meet up went a bit crazy. Read below for more. It was a Saturday afternoon when I got a confirmation from a girl on a popular dating site. Her description read age 21 and a lean girl. She got few photos and looked quite good in it. So I sent...
One night, begin of last spring, my wife after having spent the day with her friend Veronica, told me about rumors going around amongst the women of the neighborhoods about one of the doctors of the town. It seemed that this man had the hugest dick they ever saw with balls a bull would be ashamed if compared. It also was told that he did not hesitate to seduce some of the women and that he was a good shot.I started laughing and asked if Veronica was one of them and of course my wife denied.Some...
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I had been participating on a very naughty dating site. Of course I had a fake profile; I did not want anybody could find me there, looking for casual sex; not even some of my sweet Ana’s girlfriends…One afternoon I discovered our sexy MILF neighbor was there, looking for a good moment…So I sent her a private message, asking what she wanted from this dating site.She answered she was starving about lack of sex; since she had divorced six months ago and nobody had fucked her in so many time…...
Fifty Year Old Girlfriend I was devastated when I lost my wife. It might not have been so bad if she had just up and died, but no! She fucking divorced me. For a God Damned eighteen-year-old girl. Can you believe that? After sticking my cock, my tongue, and all of my fingers into her pussy for over thirty years she decides that she likes having a girl’s tongue stuck in there instead. I must admit that the divorce was simply and quick. The eighteen-year-old’s father was a judge. My...
True story.I added a profile to a dating site and didn't expect much since it was oriented towards singles, but nothing ventured, nothing gained.While browsing profiles, I noticed her username had "69" in the name which was pretty unusual for a non-sex site. I favorited her profile as I did not have access to send messages. As it turned out, she was online at that moment and she messaged me directly, which on that site allowed me to respond. She noticed my profile mentioned "well endowed"...
Checking thru the ten matches that they said matched my profile and what I was looking for. First one was a very beautiful woman, she had brown hair and blue eyes. She said she was 30 years old. Medium build and athletic. I read her profile and looked at her photos. She did have a nice body. One photo was her totally naked. I was quite impressed by her body. I decided to click on the save button. So I could check back with her. Next one was a good looking red head. She didn’t have any nude...
I did the craziest thing this past weekend. I took a drive and wasn’t really paying attention to where I was going. I ended up on a country road, when I saw this older woman outside having a yard sale. I’ve always had a fondness for older women. When I say “older” I mean a woman who can be like my “Grandmother.” I just find women that are older, might feel like their time is almost up. Most of their spouses have passed on and they probably don’t even consider dating anymore. I like to give...
First TimeSee "My Trip to Wellington Sevens" for the first part of this story.Last year I went to the Wellington Sevens rugby tournament. It is a fantastic rugby event where teams from all over the world play a form of rugby with seven players. Very fast and the guys have to be so fit. The tradition for spectators for the two day event is to wear a costume. From say a nurse to a super hero, all great fun and most are reveling clothes. Last year I was invited to a party after the rugby late on the...
A new story with a few new themes I wanted to explore. For those who know me somewhat, yes, she is a bit docile for my taste but Ill try everything once. Enjoy! By the way… I wanted to design this story in a way that I, as a writer, can get my kicks out of it too. For those who are not true sadists, like myself, youll find out that not every story is meant to please you. Part two will follow. Someday. Id like to get you all nice and anxious. Part I She sat in the garden silently gazing at...
Ever since I was little I had always been close to my Uncle Mehmet who came from Turkey and then emmigrated to London when he married my Aunt Bettie. He was a tall, atheletic man in his early forties with short black hair, olive skin, and the greenest eyes I had ever seen before. Uncle Mehmet had that kind of angelic face that would stay young forever.Uncle Mehmet would take me to the park when my parents were working, take me out shopping. I always loved going over to Aunt Bettie's and his...
IncestPlease give your feedback on my email: You can also email me if you want pictures of my cock… I love when someone makes a comment on my cock. This is a real story that happened 2-3 weeks back. I am a 26 year old bachelor and I am working in an IT company in Noida. Once, I was broadcasting myself online on a porn site and masturbating. I got a ping from a female named Ritika. she asked my age, sex and location – I told her 26, male, delhi. she told me she is from delhi. She was liking my cock...
Chapter VII George had been sitting on the front stoop, nursing a bottle of Boh when Terry pulled up. He stood up and walked toward the car. Sticking out his hand, he said, “Hi. I’m George. Welcome. Bob said you were making hay today. There’s a hose ‘round back, if you wanna knock the dust off.” Terry shook hands and said, “Name’s Terwilliger, but everyone calls me Terry. A hose doesn’t do very well. I was thinking maybe I’d run over to Mago Vista and jump in the river.” He cocked his head...
NovelsChapter XV They were all sitting at the breakfast table, having a second cup of coffee, when Isolde spoke up. “I have an idea,” she said. “On those nights when I don’t feel like shutting one of you out, would you both mind coming to my bed with me, and just snuggling, and going to sleep that way?” George and Terry looked at each other. “I’m game, if you are,” Terry said. “Okay,” George said. “We can give it a try.” He wanted to say that things might be moving a little too fast, but he...
NovelsAn elderly couple loves Halloween, almost as much as they love one another. Sadly and tragically, Bonnie and Andy never had children. She couldn’t because of a horse riding accident that happened to her when she was young, a lifetime ago. Ironically not fair that those couples who should have children don’t and those couples, who abuse their children have an entire brood. Who knows, maybe had they had an entire brood of children, they would have abused them, too. I don’t know. A gift and not...
Chapter IV When they got to the gig, Will, the drummer, was just setting up. He nodded to George and Isolde as he fiddled with his equipment. The bass player hadn’t arrived yet, but that was no surprise. He had told George three months ago that he was playing a wedding in Ocean City “on a Friday afternoon, for God sakes! Doesn’t anyone get married on a Saturday anymore?” he had rhetorically asked. “Maybe they got a three-day weekend special,” was George’s laconic reply. “Yeah. So now they are...
NovelsMy name is Jim and I live in Pleasant Hill, which is in the East Bay of beautiful Northern California. I'm currently 24 years old, 5'-9" tall, 175 lbs., have blonde hair, blue eyes, and I work in a local bank as a teller.Last Spring, I started dating an extremely attractive Asian girl named Nikki, who had worked at a competing lending institution. Last Spring, Nikki had just turned 19. She is 5'-6" tall, 110 lbs., and she has an absolutely stunning figure. I'm particularly attracted to her...
I got married at twenty and divorced at twenty-seven. It was a childless, loveless marriage. Why we got married I can’t even say, not now. I can only call it a mistake. I’d say a tragic mistake, but no one was permanently injured, so it was just a routine mistake.The reason it lasted as long as it did was that at that time I was just starting out and barely making ends meet. I was the proverbial turnip, and she’d gotten nothing out of me. And she had no means of income, no education, no...
TabooChapter X George woke up full of welts, and itching all over. His back and neck were stiff from sleeping hunched over. He scrunched up his face, and could feel the dried salt on his cheeks. He rubbed his chin and cheeks with his right hand as he turned his left arm toward the light filtering through the front window, and peered at his watch. It said 3:15. He got up and walked into the house as he tipped the bottle up and chugged his now warm beer. He set the empty bottle on the kitchen...
NovelsChapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
Chapter V Isolde woke up drenched in sweat. The sun was beating down on her and her hair was plastered to her forehead. Her hip ached and she had a crick in her neck from lying on it wrong. She looked at her watch. 9:00 it said. “Damn,” she thought. And then, “I really have to pee.” She sat up and looked around. She was in a field that had recently been mowed. The stubble was about four inches high. There was a woods line about 100 yards to her left. To her right, she could see houses in the...
NovelsChapter VIIISunday morning, after they had all had coffee, Terry and George took the canoe out to go fishing, and Isolde wandered around inside the house, exploring. She found the pull down attic stairway in the upstairs second bedroom, and went up in the attic, just to see what was there. She found several rolled up rugs, and assumed they were in storage until winter. There was an old Electrolux tank vacuum cleaner, and she hauled it, and it’s attachments down into the main house. Maybe I’ll...
NovelsChapter XVIII Wednesday morning, they all three awoke at the crack of dawn. Isolde wondered if their new-found camaderie, or maybe love had recharged all of them, and made them want to wake up early, to be together.George spoke first, saying, “Good morning, you two. I love you guys.” Then, springing out of bed, and turning toward Isolde, he said, “If you don’t mind, I’m gonna hop in the shower first, so I can get my ass off to Glen Burnie.”“Are you sure you don’t want company?” Isolde asked,...
NovelsChapter XVI While they were sitting out on the porch, George started having second thoughts again. He was sitting in one of the rockers, with his feet up on the crossbar, and suddenly sat forward, and planted both feet on the floor. He stood up and turning, said over his shoulder, “I gotta got to the bathroom. I’ll be right back.” He went through the front door and down the hallway. After he left, Isolde said to Terry, “I think he is having some approach-avoidance issues with this whole...
NovelsChapter XIII It was just 5:00 when Isolde pulled into the driveway and parked behind George’s VW. George and Terry came out of the house to greet her and she said, “Here – each of you grab a bag of groceries. Watch that one, Terry – it’s heavy.” She had bought several cans of soup, and some tomatoes and the rest of the ingredients for marinara sauce, and the store bagger had put all of the cans in one bag. “I forgot you were gonna have to rent a car,” said George. “We have to do something...
NovelsWe got home from our weekend at Jen’s parents and Jen took Martin to the station after she had given him one last fuck and I was allowed to clean them both. Jen returned and she was very tearful about leaving Martin; although I tried to comfort her by telling her that she would see him again next weekend, she was still sad.It was two days later when I received the call that I was dreading; it was my father and I knew that Ken would tell him about mine and Jen’s life and marriage. I was...
CuckoldI am Kevin (name changed but rest all name are real). I am 26 years old living in uk, but i spent most of my life in india as my parents had a business there. I am originally from a town in gujarat. I am 5’11”, well athletic built though i don’t have 6 abs, brown eyes (friends says i have amazing eyes), black navy cut hairs and a 6 inch penis. My friends think abt me that i am not that handsome but a good charmer and can get girls with my talks, well i have never believed this though. The story...
Chapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...
NovelsHow many times have we all thought that we found that woman or man who would meet and fill your needs? A meeting would be set up and they would not show – they would require / ask you to go to another site in order to hook up. That would end up in dead ends and no connection. I am pleased to say that I finally got lucky and met a real woman!!! She lived about 70 miles from me so we decided to meet somewhere in-between. We are both married so this meeting needed to be very safe and...
Dedication This dedication is long and necessarily so. The book has taken me three decades to write, mostly because I didn’t start actually putting pen to paper, so to speak, until I had all my background ducks in a row. Putting ducks in a row is like herding cats; patience becomes the primary virtue. This book is Tom Woolfolk’s fault. Well, actually, Tom’s and Sheila’s jointly. We three commuted to work together for a few years in the early eighties, and during those long and boring rides,...
NovelsChapter XVII As he began to remove the sheets, George suddenly realized that it would be silly to take his standard sheets into Isolde’s bed, when it was a king-sized mattress. So he stopped pulling at the sheets, and simply picked up his pillow, and went back across the hallway to Isolde’s bedroom. He didn’t know exactly what he expected when he walked into the doorway, but what he hadn’t counted on was the musky smell of recent sex that permeated the room. He had a momentary pang of...
This story was made possible with the help of Josette Du Pres, Ib12us, Nuuan, Sammi, Portia Bennett, Erin G, and Dawnfyre. All of you helped out in multiple ways with personal stories and recollections and pointed me in the right direction. It was a dreary day in mid-June as John Finn and his two elder sisters, Leslie Sylvester and Karen Smith, stood over an old, weathered grave marked only with a number in Forest Hills Cemetery in Roslindale, Massachusetts. They were alongside...
I had the will to live happy, that’s what my Nana had said. Today at 28 with a body on the heavier style, I still am sassy and outspoken. Sometimes I do feel let down by my body but I feel I make it up with my will to stand proud and strong. One day, I chose to visit some adult dating websites portal and signed up to see what it is about. What did I know that I would meet someone special from a dating website. Jamie, the hot bod single dad. Gosh, I don’t remember how it started but we had...
BlogIch war mir nicht sicher, ob ich richtig gesehen hatte. Hatte sich die Figur etwa doch bewegt? Jeder kennt diese alten Brunnen, die auf Marktpl?tzen zu finden sind. Aus Steinen gebaut, und oft mit einer Figur obendrauf. Eine G?ttin der Gerechtigkeit etwa, mit verbundenen Augen und einer Waage in der Hand. Hier war es allerdings ein - nackter - J?ngling. Nicht besonders gro?, so knapp einen Meter, und aus einem r?tlichen Stein gehauen. So etwas kann sich nicht bewegen, sagt einem der Ve...
Looking back on it I realize that I should have known how it was going to turn out. Back then the little head was in charge and I more or less followed its lead. The little head was like a piece of steel and she was like a magnet that constantly pulled the little head to her. Just the way I met Monica told me everything that I should have needed to know, but the big head needs blood to operate just as the little head needs blood to inflate and Monica kept the little head inflated which kept...
Seven Years a Woman by Holly Sharp. Seven years ago, Shane Turner became a wanted man. Losing his balaclava during a bank robbery led to him becoming the subject of a relentless nation-wide manhunt. With every police officer in the country chasing him and with a substantial bounty on his head, Turner did the only thing he could do: hide. For seven years, this man has hidden himself away in the last place anyone would ever think to look: under the makeup of a woman named Bonnie...
Seven Years a Woman Holly Sharp Seven years ago, Shane Turner became a wanted man. Losing his balaclava during a bank robbery led to him becoming the subject of a relentless nation-wide manhunt. With every police officer in the country chasing him and with a substantial bounty on his head, Turner did the only thing he could do: hide. For seven years, this man has hidden himself away in the last place anyone would ever think to look: under the makeup of a woman named Bonnie...
International Dating Agency: The Gold-Hearted Copper By Roy Del Frink 10:30 AM: Well, it seems I, Officer Colin O'Brien, have my first case for the day. Actually, it's not a case so much as an order of business. The longest arm of the law in the city, Police Chief Billy Vincent, has asked me to investigate this escort service called "International Dating Agency." He feels an organization, which allows men to pay money for sex, is illegal prostitution, even if the sex is...
I hadn’t seen Kaitlyn in close to six years. We hadn’t stayed in touch after we went our separate ways. We’d made a clean break, both agreeing that it was the only way, that it was for the best. Although I’d missed her terribly for awhile, missed the wild sex, the parties and excitement, the spark she added to my life, I’d forced myself to think about her less and less the last few years. Sometimes of course, still, and always with longing, but not like right after we’d parted when she’d been...
CuckoldChapter IX Terry was in the bathroom when Isolde got to the top of the stairs. She rapped her knuckles on the door as she went by, and said, “I’m next.” She heard a muffled, “Okay.” A minute or two later, Terry came out of the bathroom, carrying and drying his hands on the towel. He handed the towel to Isolde, saying, “I guess you will want this.” He went into the bedroom, and lay down on his back on the bed. As he waited for Isolde to finish whatever she was doing in the bathroom (putting in...
NovelsCarie had just stuffed the last corner of toast with honey into her mouth when she heard a knock on her door. She frowned. It was supposed to be a lazy Sunday morning. All she wanted to do was go back to her bedroom and hibernate under her duvet just like the rest of the normal people should have been doing. Who knocks on your door Sunday morning? Knock, knock, knock. The sound was dull and plodding; maybe it was zombies. Carie smirked and shook her head. She knew who it was. She sighed and...
Straight SexI woke up and looked over at Goldie, she was sleeping soundly. She had a soft smile on her lips. I wanted to kiss her but instead I got up and went to relieve myself. When I returned she was sitting on the side of the bed. I sat beside her and pushed her back and kissed her sweet lips, she tried to pull away but my hand slipped under her gown and between her legs. She stopped struggling and her arms went around my neck. She pulled her face back, ‘Please let me go to the bathroom. I’ll be...
“How did I manage to get myself into this?” I mumble to myself, as I walk through my front door. I stop, turn to my left and look at myself in the hallway mirror. My hair is gelled and messily slicked back. I run my fingers through it and then smell my hand. Strawberry, my hair smells like strawberry. I laugh to myself and try not to think about the rest of my body smelling like blueberries. My lovely Amanda appears from our living room and walks to me. She wraps her arms around my neck and...
BDSMBen pushed his face against the locker’s metal grille, desperate to get one last look at Amy as she strode away. She had such a sexy walk with her swinging hips hugged by tight white cotton trousers. He could see the slight bulge of the keys in the back pocket as her body pulled the fabric one way then the other. He watched her dark hair flow behind her, desperately hoping for one last turn of the head and one last smile. Yes, there it was.All too soon though, Amy had disappeared from sight and...
BDSM(See part one for preamble to this series) Chapter Sixty Two.Daniel moved slowly down the riverbank toward the hidden pool parting the undergrowth as he went. He was clutching a fly rod. It was an expensive modern rod but not, he realised, as expensive as the old fashioned, hand crafted split cane rod that Robin was using further along the river. Daniel didn’t mind that. Robin’s rod was a museum piece better suited to hanging on the wall of a fishing den than...
I've been divorced for three years and up until about a month ago, I had no interest in moving on. Then I decided to join an online dating service. It was hit and miss. I went on dates with a couple of women, but we didn't have the right chemistry. Then one night I was browsing the site and saw this one woman. She was very pretty. Her profile stated that she was a tall/bbw. I decided to send her a message. Within a few minutes I got a response. The only problem she was about an hour away. We...
Abby, short for Abigail, had buried two husbands by the age of forty. That made her decide to have no more committed relationships. Although most of the years to her preset age of seventy-seven were mainly served by serial monogamy, it was not an exclusive rule for her sex life. The occasional one-night-stand or polyamorous period kept things interesting even in her later years. She enjoyed sex wholeheartedly and knew regular exercise was essential to keep all body parts functioning...
The seven-year itch is one of those rare, cliché couples’ problems that, in my case, turned out to be true. My wife and I are seven-and-a-half years into our marriage which, up until about three weeks ago, was about as typical as they get. Now, however, after that night, everything has changed. What I am about to recount for you is completely real. I am still trying to figure out what the long-term ramifications of it will be. But one thing is for sure, we will never be the same couple we were...
CuckoldIntroductionThis episode continues from Goldilocks and the Three Bears.The Three Bears must be out playing in the forest, because they don't appear in this story.So there is no opportunity for any sex with a****ls, or indeed between a****ls (to avoid upsetting Jenny Cumslut). We discover that Goldilocks has an identical blonde twin sister, named Spike, and they used to play a masturbation racing game involving bed knobs. Unlike the previous story featuring the ch1ldren Jade and Grace, there is...
I work as a meter reader for one of Britain's big power supply companies, reading householders' supply meters. It's not the most glamorous of jobs I'll grant you, but it does sometimes have its little perks, and I've seen quite a few sights in my years on the job. I recently worked in a reasonably well off area of town, collecting data from electricity meters installed inside the properties. This involves knocking on doors and entering the premises and is usually a two minute job, I say usually...
Gay MaleOne morning Uncle Bear cooked them some porridge for breakfast. As the porridge was too hot to eat, the Three Bears decided to take a walk in the woods while it cooled. They had not been gone long when a young girl named Goldilocks came along. She had been picking flowers and had wandered into the woods. She was very pretty, her long curly golden hair tied back from her freckled face with blue ribbons, skipping along in a short, pale blue, lace-edged dress so occasionally her yellow...
There was once a family of three men, who were known locally as “The Three Bears” who lived in a cozy cottage in the woods where they worked as lumberjacks. There was great big, more than seven foot tall “Daddy Bear”, medium size six foot four “Uncle Bear”, and a shorter, eighteen year old “Junior Bear”. They got their name from the huge quantity of thick black body hair that covered them, complemented by bushy beards, their stocky stature (not to mention rather round bellies in the older two)...
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