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When I had been in the Navy for a year I received a letter from someone named Virginia. I found out that she worked in an office of a friend. The friend had suggested she do her patriotic duty and write to a serviceman while we were waging that stupid ground war in Vietnam. I wasn't in 'Nam. Never went there. But I was a serviceman, so she was writing.

I was more than happy to receive her letter. I didn't get many. Just my weekly letter from my mother. Not quite the same, you know? So when I started getting letters from Virginia I was more than happy to answer and keep up the relationship. Did I say that I was still a virgin? I had never joined my mates when they went out to the bars and strip-joints. I was rather naive about sex.

I had only had two or three dates in high school and they were disasters. I was not what girls wanted, apparently. I was bright and enjoyed reading, but knew little of the popular scene and wasn't the greatest physical specimen. Actually, I was down-right skinny as a rail and not very assertive with women.

Virginia was a breath of fresh air for a man who was barely making it. We seemed to share a lot in common. We talked easily to each other and when she sent a picture I was entranced. She was a little doll. Our correspondence continued until I came home on leave. Of course, after visiting with family, my fondest wish was to visit Virginia. She lived about an hour from my home and I made the trek to her home as soon as possible. After losing my way in the countryside several times I found her.

We seemed to have known each other forever. She took me to all her favorite little haunts out in the country, and finally we made a date to actually go out. I took her to a movie in the largest nearby town a few days later. We had a good time. On the way home I took a chance and pulled over on the side of a dirt road near her house. After chatting for a while, I made a move. I leaned in and kissed her. She responded most positively, and we made out for over an hour. We were late.

I got her home later than I should have and her father was extremely pissed. But I made up the old story of the flat tire, and having to change it. Back then cars got flats much more often than today. He relaxed and I went home riding on air, it felt like.

When I went to catch my plane back to my duty station Virginia wanted to come along on the ride. That was when she met my mother, who was taking the car home afterwards. Virginia rode along happy to be with me and sad to see me go. I walked onto the plane knowing I would be coming home to a wonderful girl.

Things didn't work out so well. After I had been gone a year I received a final letter from Virginia. She had graduated from high school, moved to a large city, and was working on her own. And she expressed a deep distress that I would be gone another year. She wanted me to come home now.

I had been saving up leave time so I could get out early, but I requested and received permission to take leave and go home. The first thing I did after mother picked me up and I saw the family was to drive up to the city where Virginia was living. We seemed to greet each other with great joy. But something was wrong.

That evening I tried to make out with Virginia but she didn't respond. I even made a move for her pussy. The first pussy I had ever touched. Virginia was a very sexual kind of girl. She allowed me to play with her pussy, and even came on my hand. But I could tell something was wrong. She just told me I needed to leave.

I was always respectful of women, and when she said that I followed orders. I left. I went home and then back to the transport center to return early to my duty station. I was lost. I knew I loved her. I thought she loved me.

Months later I got a letter from her father telling me she had got married and did I know anything about this guy she married. I ignored the letter. My heart was broken. I didn't understand anything that had happened.

I got out of the service. I went to college with my GI Bill benefits. I was still a virgin. I thought I would stay that way forever. But I was enjoying college and making friends. I finished college and started working at a bank in town. I didn't think about Virginia much anymore.

Three years later I got a letter. It was from Virginia. She had made contact with my mother who gave her my address in the college town. Virginia explained that she had divorced after two years because her husband was an alcoholic. She was very shy. Very contrite, wondering if I wanted to even see her.

I had a nice apartment, and she led me to the bedroom. She took charge. She took my pants down and began to give me the first blow-job I had ever had. It was ecstasy for me. I came in her mouth and she ate it all, like a starving orphan. The she took off all her clothes, I took off mine, and I lost my virginity that day. It was everything I had known it would be. I didn't use a condom because I had been snipped just a few months earlier. I had never desired children, so I made sure I wouldn't make any by accident. So I felt my first pussy bare-back. It was wonderful.

We began to live together. She moved all her stuff from the city to my college-town apartment. But after a few months something was just not right. She moved out again, back to her city.

She would come back to visit and we would fuck each other. But something was still wrong. This happened several times. Finally, I just told her it wasn't working, even though I loved the sex part. And we parted ways for good, it seemed.

Another two years went by. I was in my thirties. I didn't think I would ever find love. And Virginia still haunted my dreams, at night and during the day. I finally realized that I would never stop loving her. What could I do.

It was last resort time. I got in my car and drove for three hours until I came to her apartment in the big city. I knocked on her door. When she opened it I grabbed her and kissed her properly. I told her that I didn't care what the problems were, we had to be together. She started crying. She began to tell me what had bothered her for so many years. What a little twit!

She had somehow come up with the idea that because I had finished college with honors and was much better educated than she was, that I somehow looked down on her, or maybe, she might not be good enough for me. What a fucking crock! Love is love. That is all there is and all there ever will be that is important.

I took her into her bedroom, and this time I took charge. I told her over and over how I loved her and cherished her, and would never allow her to leave me again. All the while I was fucking her sweet, loving little pussy, and sucking and nibbling her perky little breasts.

It's been over thirty years. She still loves giving blow-jobs, and I still love fucking her little cunny.

It took awhile, but we will be together, forever.

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My mother in law, Theresa, lived in another state. She was a beautiful lady with a classic figure; wide hips and busty, what Marilyn Monroe might look like at 55 with auburn hair. I knew she was pretty wild in her younger days, but hadn’t had a steady man in her life for a while. Theresa ran into some financial problems after losing her job, so we convinced her to come and live with us. It was cheaper to move her across the country than to “loan” her a bunch of money. She rented a truck, and...

Taking Theresa

"Why won't you choose me? I bring you all those other girls, and you take them. Yeah, not all of them, but, more than half." "Theresa..." "You think I don't hear them screaming in ecstasy? Almost every night? I do. I hear them. I want to feel that good. I want YOU to make me feel that good." "Theresa, stop." "Why should I? Or do you mean I should stop bringing you sluts to fuck until they can't stand it any more?" "If you wish..." "What I wish is that you'd give me a...

The butchers meat sales

The butcher’s meat sales Author: RotnebSynopsis: Camilla were drawn into the weekly States Meat Lottery and had to follows the rules for human pigs.The story is only fantasyThe legal State Lottery- Then you are also within the meat lottery, Karen? - Yes, unfortunately I got my lottery ticket yesterday, as my 19 birthday gift from the State. I have been waiting for the lottery ticket, but I got a shock when I receive it. - It is not surprising to you. All we girls between 19 and 21 years are...

Adventures with Theresa

bdsm, anal, group, exhibionistI invite you to my house – where I have screwed four rings into a wall. I give you a sheer silk dress, that covers you from your neck to your thighs. You put on the dress, it's so tight on you so that it accentuates every curve of your body. Your butt especially looks so alluring. I love that butt.I have some hoops, and I attach one to each of your arms and ankles. Then I attach you to the four wall rings. You have very little room for movement.I cover your eyes...

Adventures with Theresa

I invite you to my house – where I have screwed four rings into a wall. I give you a sheer silk dress, that covers you from your neck to your thighs. You put on the dress, it's so tight on you so that it accentuates every curve of your body. Your butt especially looks so alluring. I love that butt.I have some hoops, and I attach one to each of your arms and ankles. Then I attach you to the four wall rings. You have very little room for movement.I cover your eyes with a silk scarf. You can’t see...

Ma Butchers BoysChapter 6 Family Reunion

Ma put down the telephone receiver and smiled a hard, cruel, smile. Her two sons, Patrick and Spike, looked up hopefully from where they sat slumped over the kitchen table. It was early morning, an hour before dawn. They had been awake all night. Ever since Katrina Outhwaite had escaped from the room with the big brass bed, they had been frantically searching the roads north and south of the Butcher's pig-farm, without success. "That was the, Sheriff Bud Jansen," she said. "The kid made...

Ma Butchers BoysChapter 7 Slaughternight Eve

Ten days after Katrina's abortive attempt at escape, the Outhwaites were beginning to accept their fate. They were becoming resigned to being drudges by day and sex-slaves by night and, for that matter, any other time Ma Butcher or her sons wanted to satisfy some sexual whim. Their diet of oatmeal and water, occasionally supplemented by scraps from the heavily laden plates of the Butcher's had much to do with the steady decline in the Outhwaites' morale. The real "killer", however, was...

ButtPlug

Reddit ButtPlug, aka r/ButtPlug! I don’t know about you horny mother fuckers, but I could stare at hot chicks with butt plugs up their asses all fucking day. Seeing a little plug up a female’s asshole, imaging how tight it is, and how much tighter it would be if my cock were inside the little brown hole is enough to make my dick get fully erect and jack off right here, right now. Do you think I’m goddamn crazy? Then you’ve never fucked an asshole before!That’s why when I came across...

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