Maggie Mae Intro
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"I suppose I could collect my books and get on back to school Or steal my daddy's cue and make a living out of playing pool Or find myself a rock and roll band that needs a helpin' hand. Oh, Maggie, I wish I'd never seen your face. You made a first-class fool out of me. Maggie, I wish Id never seen your face." I went home really feeling bad. I tossed and turned all night. After school I still went to see Maggie at the cottage. I had to hear it from her lips. She was there when I got...
I'd been lying awake for a couple of hours, watching the light of dawn slowly creep in around the blinds that covered her bedroom windows. Recently I had been pondering my life and the direction — or misdirection — it seemed to be taking. As the first rays of sunlight peeked through the slats, I turned my head to stare at my companion, who was still lost deep in her night's sleep. The sunlight really wasn't very complimentary to Maggie. She was 41 years old, more than twice my 20 years. She...
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The Avatar panel had just finished. I went to go to the bathroom, when I ran into Mae Whitman, who plays Katara. We started talking and I mentioned how I had to leave early because I had no where to stay, and she kindly offered to let me stay at her place. Later that evening, we met up outside of the main building and I followed Mae around to her car. “Tara told me you too knew each other, so I hope you don't mind...” We turned the corner and Tara was standing beside Mae's car. “She's crashing...
I picked up the keys to a rental car at Port Columbus International and headed to the lot. Opening the trunk of a black Chrysler I set my bag and Mae's inside. Then, I got behind the wheel and started the motor. "Would you like me to drive?" Mae asked. "I know the way." "Can you find it in the dark?" "I could find it blindfolded." I took the I270 loop to I71 and headed to the southwest. "What I don't understand is," she said, "why you resisted this trip so." I drew in a...
I pulled into my driveway. Mae stepped from the passenger side and I unlocked the front door. "Kyle called while you must've been speaking with some others on his team," I said to her. "He's really amped up over you. He said it's not often he finds a candidate who knows both systems and the banking industry." "I thought today went well," she replied. "He gave me a copy of the employee handbook. I was looking at the dress code. Going over to Hubbard's for a pair of pantyhose was...
My company wanted to send me to Denver to take care of a problem at our Denver office. I did not really want to make the trip because I had already spent five of the previous six weeks on the road. I told my boss that I really needed to stay home for a while because of personal problems. He told me three days couldn't possibly make a difference and when I told him that even three hours could make a difference he asked for an explanation. My wife, Mae, had recently celebrated a birthday and...
I followed her into the master bedroom. From the closet she removed a plastic case and snapped it open. Inside I saw an open-top red bag, a length of white plastic hose with a metal snap clamp attached, nozzles, surgical lube, a plastic quart measure, a length of cord with an S-hook and a small plastic box. I started by looping the cord around the top rail of the canopy bed and securing it. I carried the rest of the gear to the kitchen. "When I do my Saturday routine," Mae explained, "I...
I parked in my driveway and stepped into the house. Mae greeted me wearing a pair of running shorts and a tank top. I scanned her from head to toe. "You like?" she asked and struck a coquettish pose. "I love those legs." We embraced and kissed. "You're crazy," she said and we kissed again. I held her tightly and nuzzled the top of her head. "What's that?" she asked, pointing to a small plastic bag I held." "What do you think it is?" She took the bag from me and withdrew from...
Morning light roused me. I rolled over and faced Mae. A shaft of sunlight fell across her face and I regarded the pattern of freckles on either side of her nose. Caressing her cheek with the backs of my fingers I kissed her. She roused. "What time did you get in last night?" I asked. "Mmm ... I'm not sure. I know it was late." "I got tired of waiting up for you." "Oh, I'm sorry, Jon. We're trying to get our project done on time." "I thought I worked long hours for Kirk." Mae...
Laura may have had a premonition that something was up. She certainly gave me the impression that she was uneasy. I wondered if she had spoken to one of the girls at the brothel. Why hadn't I warned them that she was not to know of the plan to retaliate against Ollie? If she knew I had skipped one of my classes that day and was planning to miss school the following day, she did not let on. With the answering machine light no longer blinking she did not resist when I pushed her toward the...
Not quit sure just where it started. But here we go. I'm a 55 year old man. and my wife MAE is a naughty chubby 50 year old women. and I must say. she loves to play a naughty girl. mae loves to get dressed up in her naughty and slutty cloths. and then go out with all her girlfriends. and I find it very hot and sexy of her out slutin around. and it makes for a great night for sex with her. MAE'S favorite position. is to lay on her back. with her head at the end of the bed. or layed out on our...
Group SexI pulled into my driveway on a hot and humid August afternoon and saw Mae's white 1995 Ford Aspire parked to one side. After parking my vehicle in the garage I stepped inside and found Mae in the living room. She was wearing a short, light blue cotton skirt and a yellow and blue bikini top. "What are you doing home?" I asked. "Kyle gave us all the afternoon off," she replied. "Our project is stalled while a vendor prepares an update for us." "Off with pay?" "I wish. His staff...
Morning daylight roused me. Mae was lying beside me, her eyes open. "Good morning," I said. "Yes, I think it is a very good morning," she replied. "So..." "So, what?" "Last night ... Any regrets?" "Regrets? Regret is the furthest from my mind. Why? Do you have regrets?" "No. None." I continued to regard her. "There is no quid pro quo," I said. "I wanted to make sure you understood that ... the loan..." She lowered her eyebrows. "Jon -- was that your oblique way of...
She had the house -- Mom's house -- to herself for the weekend, thank heavens. And she hadn't been shy about telling him so as they were leaving the movie. "Come on over?" she'd asked in the demurest tone she could muster. "Are you sure?" he'd asked. "I just invited you, didn't I?" Did she need to remind him it was their fifth date already? Or how lucky he was that she adored shy guys so much? Just how long did he expect her to wait?"I'd love to. If you're sure."She was sure, all right. And she...
Dot and Maggie were the last of the office crowd in the dimly lit lounge of a favorite dance and dinner establishment. The two ladies continued drinking after dinner. Maggie was recently divorced; again. She was crying on Dot's shoulder. It was not unusual for my wife to be out with one or more of her girlfriends. After 20 plus years of marriage I had grown accustomed to her solo adventures with other women. Many times she wouldn't show up till the next morning. I knew that I would get the...
She was born Elizabeth Margaret Manchester. She'd never known her mother as her mother had died during childbirth. Her father, Edward Manchester became both Father and Mother to her. English immigrants, her grandparents had come over from England at the turn of the century, along with their son Edward, who would one day become her father. Named after both her mother, and her grandmother, her father had nicknamed her "Maggie". The same name he had affectionately called his wife for so many...
It was fall, but I think autumn is a much more descriptive word. There was a chill in the air that required a jacket, or a sweater. I had decided to go out for the day as Danielle and let whatever might happen, happen. I cleaned myself out thoroughly, shaved, showered, and applied my makeup, and perfume. I spent a little while considering various outfits and then decided. I slipped into opaque forest green thigh highs, and a thong, front closing bra, and a waist cincher all in black. I added a...
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MAGGIEA PACK STORYGunnar paced through the small house. He had been in Maggie’s room, the one with the big bed next to his. It was his favorite when Maggie was gone. It was his favorite because it was strong with her scent. The clothes she had carelessly discarded on the chair and floor, the bedding she usually fail to straighten after getting up. But mostly the clothes she left behind. Sometimes, Maggie would come home to find some of her clothes mysteriously on Gunnar’s bed. It wasn’t...
I couldn't believe my luck – all my friends were going down to the beach, and I had to help my parents with a BBQ they were throwing.I had tried all the excuses I could think of but they weren't buying it.'I've paid for you to study at University for 2 years Dan' my father said, 'it's the least you can do.'So I eventually gave in and agreed to help with the cooking and drinks.As my parents friends started to arrive, I did the usual thing of being pleasant and polite and making small talk with...
Maggie Buchanan was a pretty redheaded woman, twenty-five-years-old, with a very voluptuous body; big breasts, and a tight, firm ass, (which she considers her best attribute). An exotic dancer at one of the local strip clubs, The Kitty Kat Klub, or "Triple K" for short, she was very popular with the men customers as well as being highly appealing to the men she wanted as sex partners. Maggie preferred young, athletic, black men, especially the mythical well-hung black studs. She liked her...
Interracial"Mmm, I've been thinking about this since yesterday baby," she told him and leaned forward to kiss the head of his huge cock. "I can't wait to feel this big, fat cock in my pussy!"Still kneeling in front of him, between his legs, Maggie held his massive cock; examining it, getting to know the huge tool that would very soon be learning her as well. With one hand wrapped around the base of his cock as much as she could and her other hand cupping his big black balls, she reveled in the size...
InterracialThis had such an impact on Maggie that she pounced on Leslie, kissing her with tremendous passion. I caressed the two of them, running a hand over each, paying particular attention to their backs and later their breasts, especially Leslie's nipples which were very tender at this point. I grew even harder watching their tongues encircle each other. Several long minutes passed and then between a sequence of ardent kisses, Maggie whispered coyly to Leslie, "We're neglecting him." "Fuck...
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Maggie Green was born in Ann Harbor, Michigan, on August 4th, 1977. Not much is known about her youth other than that Maggie worked at the mall.Titties and TriviaAround her mid-twenties, Maggie got a job hosting a sports trivia show called Sports by Brooks. She did not earn the job via her expansive library of sports trivia knowledge. She got it because of her giant fucking tits. The things are all natural and the size of genetically modified watermelons. If one fell on your head, your spine...
Twitter Porn Accounts"Remember the sixties? Well, I do. Great fun back then and my main stoner buddy was John Brockton or Johnny B. as we called him. Horniest guy I knew back then but he couldn't get laid in a whorehouse. Just his luck I guess. anyway, he graduated college and became a Phd which resulted in three marriages...if you have money you can get laid! He finally stuck with a woman he met in New England and they settled down.But he had a daughter with one of his wives and she took after her old man. Married...
Maggie was still sleeping when Leslie came home around four. Of course I told her what had happened and she gave me a look that was filled with remorse. "She's really had it tough, you know?" I nodded, and asked it she wanted a drink. "Sure, anything as long as it's potent," and she flounced down on the couch. "What a day," Leslie said, "what a day. Boy if it weren't for last night and all that love making, I think I might have smacked my boss in the face and quit." So I asked...
Maggie sat upright in bed. Her body was soaked in sweat. Sure it was hot sleeping in their trailer’s tiny bedroom, in the heat of early June, but it was more than the heat. She lifted her old nightshirt and felt at her crotch. It was drenched in cum. She was embarrassed and shocked at her feelings over what had happened in the barn last Saturday, yet she still dreamed of it. For her to have felt so much pleasure, enjoy it so much, just wasn’t right. She had snapped out of her dream just as she...
Earl got his sister’s attention when he rolled over on the sofa, kicking the covers off, and moaning in his dream world. “You better wake up Earl” Maggie said to Molly. Grinning, Molly nodded in Earl’s direction in response to Maggie. Looking over, Earl had kicked back the sheet and was laying on his back. His t-shirt was pulled up to his waist, and with no underwear to hide his privates, his morning wood was standing at attention. ------- In Earl’s dream, he is sitting at his desk in...
Exhausted, she laid back in bed. Looking over at her lil’ sister, Molly, sound asleep and just one year younger, she then glanced at the clock. 4:28AM. Momma would be up in a few minutes to go to work at the tire factory in Hazard. Maggie, Molly and their lil’ brother Earl would have to do chores with their daddy on the farm. Their farm was a small 36 acres at the end of a dead-end road, deep in a hollow in the backwoods south of Hazard, KY. Her daddy, Emmitt, a hateful old bastard with a...
I was driving over to pick up Maggie and already the temperature was in the 80's at 5am. I had packed a picnic lunch, a couple of blankets, towels and a cooler. We had a two hour drive to the canoe rental place.When I arrived she was outside waiting, dressed in a very tight, short pink crop top and pink athletic shorts topped off with pink athletic shoes. I was wearing a powder blue t-shirt with dark blue athletic shorts and athletic shoes trimmed in blue.As Maggie walked to the car, I could...
OutdoorWhen the women at the adult wellness center complained about their married sex lives, or lack of anyway, Sharon didn’t join in since she was getting laid frequently by a nice collection of men. She noticed that Maggie, another single woman about her age, just smiled at the bitching. As they walked out at the same time one day, she asked Maggie to have a drink with her. The weather was nice so they had a glass of wine at a neighborhood restaurant with outdoor seating. Sharon started by asking...
Deep in her dream, Maggie was in the hayloft and the Woodson brothers had her bent over haybales pounding her tight young pussy. She hated them for raping her just two weeks ago but she hated more the fact that her pussy was enjoying their big dumb, redneck cocks buried deep in her cunt. She could take no more and exploded in orgasm, No, No, NOOO! Her eyes flew open and there in the bed beside sat Molly, staring in disbelief. “What are you doing? Are you OK?” asked Molly. “Ummm, yea, I’m...
The covers were thrown off of her and her little sister Molly. They both laid there naked in the bed they shared, except for old ratty t-shirts as their nightgowns, the fan blowing to keep them cool. August in their trailer in the hollow outside Hazard, KY was always unbearable. Oh well, another day. Betty was fixin’ breakfast when the girls came down the hall, their little brother Earl still asleep on the sofa. “Y’all girls wake up Earl. He’s going into town with me and your daddy today....
Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don’t do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time all over those rural counties. Some of the counties are so poor and so wild they offer the perfect places to operate illegal businesses as...
My name is Allie. It was the summer before my senior year in college. I had worked in a summer camp outside Portland , Maine ever since I was in High School. Today, I had worked alongside my summer buddy Rodger Briggs, preparing for the campers arrival tomorrow. Rodger had been a counselor in the camp for about as long as I had been. After work we were shooting pool enjoying a beer in a local pub. I was a big city guy, Rodger was local. He was the same age as I, but much larger. I’m...
Meanwhile, Maggie was sitting on the toilet, wadding some toilet paper to wipe herself with when she began to cry, suddenly and without warning; a torrent of tears that she couldn't seem to bring to a halt. "The fuck?" Maggie said, slightly puzzled over her maudlin situation. "I know it's him, but why? Could it be he's not like the others?" Gradually, her tears stopping flowing and it came flooding back to her -- Palo's infidelities and his untimely death. A death that left her...
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just worried about what them damn Worker’s Comp people have decided. All of them white-shirt assholes don’t have a clue the pain I deal with.” Emmitt was injured in a mining accident four years ago and had just been through a disability review in Hazard. Sure, he faked a lot of the time just to get that free money, but he had to play the game. “I should be getting a determination letter any day now.” “I’m sorry honey. I know it’s got ya worried but it’ll work out. Do you want...
Being awarded a senior faculty fellowship was the culmination of three long hard years of work, and David couldn’t remember the last time he had felt this kind of professional validation. Such satisfaction. And the paid sabbatical would be a welcome respite from teaching. He hoped to use that time to finish the text that he’d begun to work on years ago, just bits and pieces collected here and there. He’d use that text to instruct an undergraduate class in the new course he would be adding to...
Emmitt sipped on his black coffee as he watched Maggie walking up the hallway heading to the bathroom of their mobile home. Wrapped in an old ratty white towel, Emmitt caught a glimpse of her naked hip as she turned into the small bathroom. “Hurry up in there! I’m gonna have to get it there pretty damn quick.” Emmitt sat back in the kitchen chair and picked up the morning paper, The Hazard Herald. Their trailer sat on a hillside at the end of a dead-end dirt road about 12 miles south of the...
Chapter 1 She let her anger push the damn weight, straining her midsection, feeling the pull all the way to her pussy. Fuck you, machine. Fuck you. Take that. Ungh. And that. Suddenly, the first hint of a pull in her thigh warned her she had reached her body's limit. No matter what she did, which machine she used, her abs never twinged, never gave out. It was always the goddamn legs. In spite of the jogging. Maggie lay there gasping, the bar still resting on the top of her feet, sweat...
The phone woke us at six-thirty the next morning. Maggie answered it, giggled and handed me the phone. It was Leslie. "Hi," she said after a pause. "Hi yourself. What's with the wakeup call?" "Oh," she began conversationally as though nothing out of the ordinary had occurred the night before. "I, um, didn't hear or see anything over at your place and... I was concerned that something had happened." "I know you have a great imagination, Leslie, but nothing unusual...
"Aww alright, hon, don't worry about me. Tuck will be in town, remember? I'll just have him find his way here for the night before he heads back home tomorrow," was Lucy's reply as she sat at her vanity in nothing but a lacy corset that highlighted her pink nipples under its shimmering silver embroidery, and matching sheer thong. "Take all the time you need!"A zap of excitement ran through her as she ended the call and continued to apply body shimmer along her neck and cleavage at her vanity....
IncestEmmitt sat back in the kitchen chair and picked up the morning paper, The Hazard Herald. Their trailer sat on a hillside at the end of a dead-end dirt road about 12 miles south of the small Kentucky town. Their nearest neighbor was ol’ lady Woodson and her two sons who lived at the beginning of the hollow, about a mile back, near the main paved road. Nobody ever came back as far as their trailer. In this part of Kentucky, that could get you shot! Emmitt’s wife, Betty, worked at the tire...
Betty’s alarm went off at 4:30 as always. She reached over, slapped the alarm, looked over and Emmitt wasn’t in bed. She got up and headed up the hall to the bathroom. Looking up the hall, there sat Emmitt at the kitchen table. She stepped into the bathroom, peed, then walked into the kitchen. “You ok?”“Yeah, I’m fine. Just worried about what them damn Worker’s Comp people have decided. All of them white-shirt assholes don’t have a clue the pain I deal with.” Emmitt was injured in a mining...
Maggie already knew the answer but asked anyway, “And just what does that mean?” “I want to do you just like that pony did you this morning” Earl said with a sly smile. He was a pretty shrewd negotiator for being so young. “OK, but you have to promise never to tell daddy any of this” demanded Maggie. “Deal. Tomorrow? In the barn?” “OK” replied Maggie. She acted like it was a big deal, but after all she’d done sexually over the summer, fucking her little brother was not a major concern....
It's funny how small things can change your perspective. In my case, it was a single ray of sunshine coming through a gap in the tattered curtains that didn't quite cover the window to the apartment. It was a bright early autumn morning, around 8, maybe 8:30, one of those days that makes California truly golden. First, it caught my eye, waking me up from a restless sleep, then it hit Maggie's face just right. She was still zonked out, lying on her back, her naked breasts heaving slightly...
Even in this day and age there are rural counties whose claim to fame is that they don't do much of anything. Life moves at a snails pace because there are no factories, no corporate office buildings, no tourist attractions, just a string of almost empty downtown areas, one after another. There are dozens of crossroads, with the remnants of a different time all over those rural counties. Some of the counties are so poor and so wild they offer the perfect places to operate illegal businesses as...
Scene 1 - The problem surfaces Maggie’s daughter had called with an urgent request to visit her mom. As soon as the distressed daughter settled in she was introduced to Sharon and the three women adjourned to the back yard with a pitcher of Margueritas. When a grown daughter comes to her mom for help she is either desperate or realizes that mom just might know something after all. It was a little of both. The conversation started light but got heavier as the pitcher emptied. Finally, Maggie...
“Creeeeaaakkk.” Maggie pulled her fingers from her cunt and sat up in bed. She’d heard that noise a thousand times and knew it was the front screen door opening. She quickly slid to the foot of the bed and peered out through the fan to see if she could see anyone. The full August moon lit up the front yard and she watched as Earl crept across the yard, headed to the barn. “Now what the hell is he up to?” thought Maggie. She slipped quietly out of the bedroom, down the hall and out the front...
This is a patently romantic story, told exclusively through Maggie’s eyes, Maggie is an attractive, confident, intelligent, well educated young woman on the first rung of the corporate ladder. She finds herself increasingly attracted to—almost obsessed with—her new boss, a married man ten years her senior. Maggie is not a slut, she enjoys sex and likes men, but has always been very selective. As the story begins, her business, romantic and sexual life are all at a low ebb. The, ‘dirty parts’...
Maggie opened the car door and slid into the seat next to Aaron. Her 36DD breasts were crammed into a red low cut top. The jeans she had on were so tight they looked almost as if they had been painted on."What are we doing tonight?" she asked as she pulled her long wavy blonde hair up into a ponytail. She adjusted her black rectangular glasses and looked at Aaron.Aaron looked at her, thinking how lucky he was to have such a hot piece of ass. He knew from the past few weeks that she would do...
My name is Allie. It was the summer before my senior year in college. I had worked in a summer camp outside Portland , Maine ever since I was in High School. Today, I had worked alongside my summer buddy Rodger Briggs, preparing for the campers arrival tomorrow. Rodger had been a counselor in the camp for about as long as I had been. After work we were shooting pool enjoying a beer in a local pub. I was a big city guy, Rodger was local. He was the same age as I, but much...
TabooThe knock came when we were eating (food) in the nude. "Wait a minute," Maggie hollered, and grabbed a robe and in almost the same motion threw another robe at me. "He was smaller than you but it should fit," she said as she made to open the door. "Oh, ho!" Her roommate Leslie said as she entered. Placing her packages on the counter, she grimaced and held her nose. "My God, this place smells like a zoo!" "Go to hell!" Maggie said laughing. Then she turned slowly, and with a...
Author’s Note: Several authors are coming out with stories based on the various versions of ‘Maggie May’ or ‘Maggie Mae.’ The story titles will be: ‘Maggie May – author’s pseudonym’ e.g. ‘Maggie May – Jake Rivers’ The storyline might use any version or combinations of versions of the song. Some of the possibilities are by: Rod Stewart, John Lennon, Yoko Ono, Suzanne Vega and any of the various traditional versions from England (an early version of this song dates to before 1830, and it was...