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“Daddy!” Bonnie cried and gave me this terrified look. Oh shit! I pulled out of Bonnie’s cunt and stood up. I turned around and faced a well-dressed middle aged dude whose face was progressively turning darker shades of red. He kept looking at first my face and then my dick. I knew I was in trouble but he could see I was wearing a condom. I figured that might count in my favor since I was fucking his daughter in a responsible manner, right? Apparently not. He rushed up and slapped me in the face like I was a bitch. I retaliated with a punch to his midsection. I heard the air whoosh out of him and “Daddy” dropped to the floor writhing around trying to regain his breath.

“Will he be all right?” said Bonnie.

“He’ll be all right as long as he doesn’t try to hit me again,” I replied. I rolled off the condom, let it drop to the carpet beside him and started looking for my clothes.

“Call the police, Nora,” the old fart wheezed. I guess he could finally breathe again. I finally noticed a woman standing by the door, a stunning brunette clad in a sexy black cocktail dress. I could tell by the family resemblance that this was Bonnie’s mother but Nora made the younger bitch look plain in comparison. My prick twitched with lust despite the stress I felt. I fancied I detected a slight smile.

“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m leaving.”

“I’m having you arrested for rape and assault.”

“I didn’t rape Bonnie. She consented.”

“It’s still rape. She’s only 15 and that’s underage. Get dressed this instant, Bonnie!” I glared at Bonnie but she avoided looking at me. I knew she was young but not that young. I still might have fucked her but she could have at least warned me. I felt like kicking her father who was still on the floor. He might have picked up on that vibe because he immediately crawled behind his wife before standing up. Well, I was already in enough trouble and I was still barefoot anyway.

“What are you waiting for? Call the police, Nora!” I didn’t know why this clown didn’t call the police if he was that anxious. I guess he wanted his wife to take the risk of pulling out her cell phone and punching the panic button.

“I’ll do no such thing.”

“What! Why not? He wouldn’t hit a woman.” What a fucking coward!

“I don’t think he would either. I’m not going to do it because you were the one in the wrong. You assaulted him and he defended himself.”

“But he...he was raping our daughter.”

“I’ve told you before that I think Bonnie is mature enough to make her own decisions despite her chronological age. Perhaps it was a lapse of judgment for Bonnie to bring her friend home and do it in the family room but it looked consensual to me.”

“If you don’t see fit to call the police and have this bastard arrested then I will.”

“Yes, go ahead Richard,” said Nora. “The scandal will probably ruin any chance you had of closing that deal you were working so hard for.”

“What do you mean?” said her husband. “That’s nonsense.”

“You know how conservative those clients are. When they read about this in the papers, they’ll know you have a slut for a daughter. They won’t have anything to do with you.”

“Our daughter is not a slut. This bastard raped her. Besides, the newspaper can’t print her name since she’s underage and the victim to boot.”

“That’s right. I forgot about that part, darling. I guess I’ll have to tell them myself.”

“You wouldn’t!”

“I most certainly will tell them if you have this gentleman arrested.” There was a stare-down between Bonnie’s parents and I guess Daddy was the first to blink. He turned to me.

“Get dressed and get the hell out of here,” he finally said. “If you dare breathe a word about this to anyone you’ll regret it. If you come anywhere near my daughter again, I’ll thrash you to within an inch of your life.”

“You’ve all seen and heard the last of me,” I said.

“Please don’t go yet,” said Nora. “I feel bad that we interfered with your visit with our daughter. We’ll go upstairs and you two can continue in privacy.”

“You’re crazy if you think I’m going to allow that,” Richard yelled. “You’re coming with me, young lady. Right now!” Bonnie was dressed by now and she allowed Daddy to grab her hand. She mouthed the word ‘sorry’ to me on the way out the door. That left me alone still butt-naked with Bonnie’s mother.

“Thanks for saving my rear, Mrs.--”

“Morgan. You may call me Nora and yours is--?”

“Jedadiah. Jedadiah Jones. No bullshit. That’s my name.”

“Jed for short?”

“I prefer Jedadiah.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Jedadiah and you’re welcome.”

“I don’t think your husband shares that pleasure with you, Nora.”

“No, I suppose not. You ruined his daughter right in front of his eyes.”

“Bonnie wasn’t a virgin when I met her this evening.”

“You met her just this evening? You’re a fast worker, Jedadiah. Still, I’m not surprised about Bonnie. My daughter has a passionate nature.”

“Like her mother?” This lady had a sexy laugh. My prick was twitching again. Here I was standing naked in her home and having a normal conversation. I was pretty sure she was flirting with me.

“I do have a passionate nature, Jedadiah,” said Nora. “It looks like you do too.”

“It’s too bad this has to go to waste,” I said as I ogled Bonnie’s mother.

“Not necessarily,” said Nora. “Do you have another condom?”

“I’m afraid not. This one came from Bonnie’s supply. I don’t think it would be a good idea to go asking her for another one right now.”

“I suppose not,” the older woman replied. “I guess I’ll have to take my chances.” She reached under her dress, took down a flimsy pair of panties and stepped out of them. Holy shit! Nora was inviting me to fuck her. I wasn’t going to turn down this opportunity even with her husband and daughter somewhere in the house. I moved to embrace Nora but she pushed against my chest.

“Don’t smear my makeup. Someone may become suspicious. I’m afraid we can’t take our time.” She turned around, bent over a chair and presented her rump to me. I took the hint. I stepped up behind her, raised the hem of her dress to her waist and sank my prick balls deep into her steamy snatch. Nora had a tight cunt. She’d either gone without a prick for a while or her husband was pencil-dicked.

Damn! I love going bareback. It’s got condoms beat all to hell. I began to wonder if Nora was on birth control. She did mention taking chances. The thought of giving Bonnie a little brother or sister almost made me come sooner than I wanted. I heard her groan and she said, “Yes, come in me now, darling.” I sped up the pace and my prick obliged her by spitting a huge wad of cum inside her cunt originally meant to be wasted in a condom. We uncoupled and Nora stuffed a wad of tissue in her snatch to keep it from leaking.

“That was lovely, darling.” She embraced and kissed me.

“I’m smearing your makeup.”

“I don’t care anymore.” She looked thoughtful and then said, “Do you have any pressing engagements, Jedadiah? I hope you’re not married.”

“I’m as free as a bird.”

“I want you to spend the night with me.”

“Where and when?”

“Right here, tonight.”

“I’d love to, but don’t you think it’ll be a bit crowded with me on one side of your bed and your husband on the other side?”

“I have a separate bedroom on the other side of the house when I can’t stand to be around Richard. That’s been happening quite often lately. He knows better than to intrude on my privacy.”

“You’ve convinced me. I’m glad your husband didn’t come checking on us.”

“I wasn’t worried,” Nora replied. “He’s afraid of you right now. He won’t be brave again until after he’s sure you’re gone.”

Nora led me up to her bedroom via a back stairway and then left me. I settled down in bed and waited for her return but I fell asleep. I was awakened when I felt the mattress shift as Nora crawled in beside me.

“Sorry I took so long,” Nora whispered. “When I told Richard you had gone I had to sit in on a family conference and listen to him preaching to Bonnie about how stupid and dangerous her behavior was by inviting a complete stranger into the house. After all, you could be another Charlie Manson.”

“That’s true. Did she listen?”

“Bonnie listened as much as any teenager will listen.” That told me Bonnie’s father was most probably wasting his breath. I didn’t say anything else. I just wanted to fuck this woman again. We started kissing and caressing each other. I was looking forward to a nice leisurely screw this time and I wasn’t disappointed.

Like any woman I’ve ever been with Nora wanted to talk after we fucked. I just listened. It was mostly about the relationship she had with Richard or rather the lack of one. I wasn’t that interested but I did feel the obligation to stay alert and at least act interested. The woman finally wound down, thanked me for listening and kissed me good night.

I thought I’d be able to get right to sleep, but for some reason I stayed wide awake. Nora didn’t have that problem. She was fast sleep in a few minutes. Finally deciding I needed to take a piss, I got up and went in search of the bathroom. I turned the corner just outside the bedroom and ran straight into Nora’s husband. My fist snaked out and caught him in the midsection. He collapsed in a heap.

“What are you doing here?”

“What do you mean what am I doing here? I live here. What are you doing here?”

“Your wife invited me to stay.”

“She did?”

“Yeah, and she said you knew better than to intrude on her privacy.”

“I came to apologize for some of my behavior last night and try to make up with her. But now I don’t think I want to.”

“Sorry, dude.”

“I’m going to stand up now. I’m not going to attack you and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t use me as a punching bag any more.”

“I acted without thinking. I apologize for that.” The man got up but I was still wary of him and I think he was of me.

“I think I need a drink. A stiff one. Maybe several.” He took a few steps and then turned to me.

“Care to join me?”

“Why not?” I returned to Nora’s bedroom, put on my jeans and shirt, then followed the man downstairs to a room that looked like a combination study/library. He poured from a Scotch bottle. I’m not a fan of Scotch but he was the host. I wasn’t going to complain. He handed me a glass.

“I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced. I’m Richard Morgan.”

“I’m Jedadiah Jones.”

“I can’t honestly say it’s a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Jones.”

“I really can’t blame you from feeling that way, Mr. Morgan.”

“Call me Richard.”

“Then call me Jedadiah.”

Richard motioned for me to sit down. We sat down in identical chairs separated by a low table. We sipped silently for a while. I didn’t mind. Maybe he just didn’t want to be alone.

“I just can’t understand what I did wrong, Jedadiah. I’ve given Nora everything she could possibly want.”

“Women are weird,” I said and took another sip of Scotch.

“Thank you for that bit of wisdom, Jedadiah,” Richard replied. “Women are indeed weird. However that knowledge isn’t going to save my marriage. If this episode is a taste of things to come, then I’d rather end my marriage now and cut my losses.”

“What I wanted to say is that women don’t think logically like a man would, Richard. They think with their emotions. They only use reason to justify how they’re feeling.”

“I’m not sure I understand.”

“I’m no expert on women, but I have learned a few things. If you’ve appealed to a woman’s emotions, you’ve got the competition beat even if they’ve given her cash and diamonds.”

“I’ve given Nora plenty of cash and diamonds so you may have a point there. Are you saying I should tell her I love her more often? I tell her that every day.”

“I bet you pet the dog too.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean Nora has heard you say it so often it probably doesn’t mean anything to her any more. You have to say it differently; in a way that appeals to her dreams and fantasies.”

“I’m afraid Nora hasn’t confided her dreams and fantasies to me in a very long while.”

“It shouldn’t matter. Women’s dreams and fantasies are pretty generic. I mean like a guy’s fantasies are pretty much the same too; sex, drugs, rock and roll. I learned that from a gal who makes a living doing tarot card readings. She does pretty good at it too.”

“But how do I learn that stuff?”

“I knew a guy in school that was pretty good meeting women. He wasn’t handsome and he was broke most of the time, but he seemed to have a way of talking to them that had women falling all over him. I heard he’s a well to do kept man now.”

“I’m sorry to say I don’t have a silver tongue.”

“He didn’t either. It’s what he said, not how he said it.”

“What did he say?”

“If you listened to him talking to a woman you’d think he wasn’t making a bit of sense. In fact it was all bullshit but the women ate it up like it was a box of chocolate bonbons. I asked him where he learned that shit. He said he learned it reading romance novels. In fact he said his entire spiel was lifted out of them.”

“Nora reads romance novels.”

“Try reading one of them. They all speak to women’s dreams and fantasies, but if you can get through ten minutes of reading one of those suckers without your eyes crossing, then you’re a better man than I am. I slogged my way through a couple of those. I tried it on some women and it worked. My trouble was not being able to keep a straight face. When I started laughing, the woman knew she was being manipulated.”

We talked and drank some more. I was more than happy to expound on my theories on women and Richard seemed happy to listen. Before I knew it sunlight was peeking through the window and a pair of dark eyes was peeking through the half open door. I realized it was Nora and tried to stand but I was too sauced. I fell back in my seat. Richard didn’t even try.

“Good morning, Nora,” said Richard. “Please come in and sit down.” Nora sat down in a chair furthest from us. I could see guilt and regret written all over her face. I felt sorry for her.

“We were discussing you and whether you and I still had a marriage worth saving.” Nora nodded her head and refused to make eye contact.

“What I did was pure foolishness, Richard,” Nora said. “For what it’s worth, please know that I still love you. I’ll...I’ll do anything you say if it’s at all possible to save our marriage.”

“We’ll see about that. There’s going to be some changes made right away.”

“Maybe I should leave so you two can discuss this in private,” I said.

“I need you as a witness,” said Richard. “My wife needs to be fully agreeable to this or there’s no use going on.” I didn’t reply. I noticed the Scotch bottle was empty and wondered what other kinds of liquor he had in the house.

“I’m listening,” said Nora.

“Starting Monday, I’m resigning as chief executive officer of the company. We shall place this house on the market and leave immediately for a wine tour of France. If we like what we see, we’ll rent a cottage. I’ll study French and learn how to cook continental cuisine. Since you already know French, you’ll spend your time painting pictures of the French countryside, or French peasants or French bread. I don’t care which. When we get tired of that, we might try the same thing in Spain or Italy.” Nora’s mouth was gaping.

“But what about the business...and Bonnie?”

“The business can take care of itself. I’ve got a pretty good team in place. They must be because the competition keeps trying to steal them away from me. I’ll still be chairman and majority stockholder. I’m only a phone call away if they need to talk to me. As far as Bonnie is concerned, she can come with us and learn French from the locals. If she doesn’t, she can move in with your sister and her family.” Richard must have been speaking to one of Nora’s fantasies because she jumped out of her chair and rushed into her husband’s arms.

“I want to stay until the end of the school year,” said a voice from the door. “I’ll meet you guys over there.” Bonnie pranced in wearing a scant negligee. She sat down on my lap and gave me a big kiss.

“Can Jedadiah visit with us in France?”

“You’re certainly welcome to,” said Nora.

“That sounds like a plan,” I replied. “But right now I’m going home to get some sleep.”

“You’re going nowhere,” said Nora. “You two smell like a distillery. Take Jedadiah up to the guest bedroom, Bonnie.

“I have a perfectly good bed in my room,” said Bonnie.

“Just be careful,” said her Daddy. I slept through to late afternoon and woke up to a pretty little nymph lying beside me. We fucked like bunnies but she made me wear a condom.

I didn’t see Richard and Nora before their departure for France and very little of Bonnie after that. You know how fickle teenage girls can be. I did receive a letter from them recently. It was to announce the birth of their son, Richard Jedadiah Morgan. Well, the timing was right but I can’t be too sure. Still I can’t help feeling like I had something to do with the birth of that child one way or another.

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The Trials of Smith and Jones

The following is a pure work of fiction presented by the author for the enjoyment of readers who are interested in a genre based on TG/SciFi. I need to acknowledge the generous and talented editorial contribution of one of my oldest friends, Lisa Funke, for whom I have the highest respect and love. She's probably has the best eye for spelling and punctuation of anyone I've ever known. Preface: A long time ago I read a sci-fi short story based on this theme and found it to be a...

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Bull Jones

My name is Bill and my wife is Abby. We both are twenty-six. We’ve been married for four years. It was another one of those hot, humid Southern summer nights. As I looked through the viewfinder of the video camera Abby was even hotter. Before today she had never met Alvin C. Jones. I had not seen the man known as Bull Jones for nearly four years. The video camera was recording Abby’s legs flailing in the air as my former Navy shipmate’s massive cock relentlessly plunged in and out of her like a...

Interracial
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Me and Mr Jones

Me and Mr. Jones“Hey great game guys—gotta jet” “What's up Dillon—gotta hot date”? “Ya, I think so” “No shower ? Hope she likes funk” ! “ya, me too”I grabbed my duffel bag from my locker, and quickly ran out the shower house. We had a good game that night, and I was pretty excited. Even at 10:00 at night, it's was pretty fuckin hot in East Texas—about 80. I was sweatin like a pig, and damm near smelled like one. I hopped in the GTO with Mark Mattox. Catching me right after the game he said he...

2 years ago
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The unusual case of Alice Jones

It was an early morning call to the police by a middle aged woman walking her dog that first alerted the authorities about the young woman discovered unconscious on the park bench. On arrival, the police thought that this woman was a sex worker, a prostitute, mainly because of the clothing that she wore. The young woman was found wearing a red transparent blouse, which did little to hide her massive breasts which struggled to be contained in the black bra which she was wearing. The...

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Journal of an AgentChapter 7 Catherine ZetaJones

The least fun part about being an agent out here in Hollywood is having to do damage control when some sort of bad press happens to one of your clients. They say that any news is good news, but I have to disagree. Sometimes a celebrity can do something so stupid that it damages their career for the rest of their life. That is of course, if you let it happen. I was faced with one of those situations now and my mind was racing as I tried to grasp what to do. Sitting in front of me in tears was...

3 years ago
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New Jock TalesChptr 5Me and Mr Jones

“Hey great game guys—gotta jet” “What's up Dillon—gotta hot date”? “Ya, I think so” “No shower ? Hope she likes funk” ! “ya, me too” I grabbed my duffel bag from my locker, and quickly ran out the shower house. We had a good game that night, and I was pretty excited. Even at 10:00 at night, it's was pretty fuckin hot in East Texas—about 80. I was sweatin like a pig, and damm near smelled like one. I hopped in the GTO with Mark Mattox. Catching me right after the game he said he had a...

4 years ago
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The Kingdom of Jones

1. The land between the rivers, in Southern Illinois, it’s called Little Egypt. There are coal mines, corn fields and enumerable small towns, that you don’t know about unless you’re from there. A little bit north of there is the land between the Mississippi and Illinois Rivers, it’s called the Kingdom. Trenton was right on the Illinois River, with the river on one side and the bluffs, or small hills on the other. The high school in Trenton was back away from the water and was situated right...

3 years ago
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My adventures with Mrs Jones

This story is fictional and based on a penthouse forum letter I read from my dad's stash when I was a horny teen.It was the end of school and as usual we were all hanging out at Vicky Jones's place. They had a big house with a nice inground pool. I was 18, just finished high school, and in pretty good shape from working on a farm, trying to hide my constant hardon in my swim shorts with all the girls in their bikinis and hard bodies. It was heaven and hell all at once. We were all laughing and...

4 years ago
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Marine Zacks Group Encounter by Buck Jones

Chapter Sevenby Buck JonesZack Arranges a Group EncounterI told Gramp what I wanted. I wanted a controlled ****. I want to be tied up to a tree and guys and then maybe some girls come along… and they use my holes. The guys double fuck me… I could be d**gged or something. I just want to give up control to get what I want. I want sexual excess and sexual exhaustion. I don’t want to bleed or anything, but I wantto be lost in what’s happening. I want every action, every slap, every whack to work me...

2 years ago
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New Jock TalesChptr 4Me and Mrs Jones

Me and Mrs. Jones--- Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones---we got a thing---goin on. Well, actually it was Mrs. Clark. She lived over on the west side, in a semi uppety neighborhood. Mark had called and asked if I would like to come with him to clean her pool—said he would throw me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a while while we were there. I said ya, sounded great. We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs. Clark wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, so...

3 years ago
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Watching Mrs Jones

It was a warm and sticky August night. There was just enough light for Jason to see his watch. He saw thatit was after 10:00 PM as he sat there in the darkness waiting for the lovers to come. He knew they would come. He had no doubt about that. He had planned everything too perfectly and he was sure that nothing could possibly go wrong. He would be hiding out on the balcony when they returned and here he had a perfect hiding place to view the action. But yet, something was bothering him....

3 years ago
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A gift for Jackson Jones

Jackson Jones' alarm woke him up with a start. He reached over and pushed the button to turn off the alarm. Sitting up he scrubbed at his face, the stubble on his chin scratching his hands.As he sat he remembered the events of the night before after he was heading back from his friends house after playing games all evening as turned to take a short cut through the park he saw a alien creature running towards him with four or five men running after that said creature a few minutes behind. The...

Mind Control
2 years ago
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Jock TalesMe and Mrs Jones

Jock Tales Me and Mrs. Jones---Meeee and Mrs. Jo-ones---we got a thing---goin on. Well, actually it was Mrs. Clark. She lived over on the west side, in a semi uppety neighborhood. Mark had called and asked if I would like to come with him to clean her pool—said he would throw me a few bucks, and of course we could swim a while while we were there. I said ya, sounded great. We arrived around 2:00 that afternoon, and went right to work. Mrs. Clark wouldn't be home for a couple of hours, so...

3 years ago
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Me And Mrs Jones

So I’m sure we all had a teacher we had a crush on in school, well mine was my second grade teacher. I assure you that this has nothing to do with c***d porn I’m not a sick fucker like that.Like I said my 2nd grade teacher was fuckin’ hot; she always dressed conservative not showing much but she had a nice pair of perky tits and a nice round ass, shoulder length brown hair and she was always done up with makeup.So years down the road I was at the bar having a few after I watched the Miami Heat...

3 years ago
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Granpa Jones

"No mom! You can not do this to me!" I could not believe it. Mom just told me that I will be spending most of my summer babysitting granpa Jones. Here I am in my middle teen years, middle of puberty and discovering boys and wondering about sex and now I am going to spend most of my summer on a farm in the middle of no where with a man who can not take care of his self nor hardly talk for that matter. We got out there and mom and my aunt stayed several days showing me the ropes of everything...

3 years ago
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Mrs Jones

I'd like to tell you all about an amazing stay in hotel I had a couple of weeks ago.I was away with work up near Inverness, I had to spend the night, so I booked myself into a B&B. It was run by a couple and they were very nice. It was around 10pm when I arrived and as I went to go to my room and noticed they had a small bar. I went to the room, dropped my bags off and went back down stairs for a quick drink before bed.The couple were in their 50's and they guy served me at the bar. His...

3 years ago
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After the Derby with Mrs Jones

Well what a day it had been, I had driven us back down and we where on the ferry home to the island, Mrs Smith had not had much chance to talk to me on my own, but hear on the ferry she made her move. As she Followed me to the out side deck I didn’t know how she was going to react so was a bit nervous as she looked at me and then said, “ So you like to fuck mature married Ladies then?” To which I replyed honestly, “ YES!” “I adore Married Ladies and after you friends Husband upset her, I just...

2 years ago
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Jasmine and Achilles Jones

I was surprised. Rangers were supposed to be bullet proof; first sergeant had told me so in training camp. So there I was with a bullet lodged near my heart and a shard of shrapnel buried in my ass. What a wonderful way to get a ticket home—not. That I'd made a herculean effort to fall on the nurse and shield her from the incoming even while she was prepping me to get the bullet removed from my chest didn't make me feel any better, her body did feel good under me. Laying there on top of her...

4 years ago
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Madeline Jones

It had been six months since I'd moved in next door to an amazing lady. She was in her early to mid sixties, had a vibrant warm personality, and immediately befriended me showing genuine concern after my divorce. Madeline and I became good friends. I very often stopped by after work to check on her, see how she was doing, and generally on the weekends, did a few odd jobs for her. Having Madeline as a friend, someone to talk to, made the days easier to deal with and not quite so lonely. She...

3 years ago
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Toby Jones

I picked her up and put her on the table. Her robe came open and I could see her tits. I reached up and squeezed them and began to rub her nipples. "No! No! Please Toby, you can't do this. Steve is your friend and my husband. Please don't do this." Her mouth was saying no, but her body was saying yes. I saw the wetness forming on her white panties. I stood between her spread legs and began rubbing her pussy with two fingers. This incident took place over a year ago. I'll tell you a...

4 years ago
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Miss Jones

It was Friday 13th October the night before my birthday, I had just finished a late dinner so I sat down to watch TV, there was nothing on just some stupid late night game show and passions, so I decided to go to bed instead. 11:30PM, oh god why can’t I sleep? Theres something wrong, I just can’t put my finger on it, the air is full of static it’s like im sitting in suspense. I look at my clock again 11:45pm, I lay down again close my eyes and try to think of a warm place where I’m safe...

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Getting to know Sarah Jones

Sarah twisted her ankle a week into a new job. A few days after theaccident, her flatmate - whom she relied on for transport - had a car accident. Sarah appeared to be stranded that day at work. My name is Jack Kowalski. I am a professional computer programmer, who was brought up to be very shy. I use programming as a way to escape. Don’t get me wrong, I would like to experience a girl, but… well… umm…. About two weeks ago, my boss called me in and informed me of Sarah’s predicament. Since she...

First Time
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Mr Jones

The teacher called her to his office after school. He shut the door and locked it. He sat at his desk and told her to stand before him. She was young but very sexy. Her firm tits wore no bra and the nipples poked at the flimsy material covering them. She loved to behave like a slut and tried hard to entice the teacher during class. She wore short skirts with no panties and sat so he could see her pussy as she spread her legs. He was a handsome teacher and fucking him was her fantasy.As she...

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Mike and Jennifer Jones

Mike met Jenny in New York, Mike had not been there before, they had made love before, so there were no problems about rooms. Mike's firm had given him " Carte Blanche " about expenses, so knowing he was meeting and staying with Jenny he booked the secluded Penthouse, reasonably soundproofed! Jenny met him in the Lobby, she was wearing a short pleated dark blue skirt, a white cotton long sleeved buttoned blouse and 4" black high heels as Mike had asked, she looked absolutely GORGEOUS and had a...

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One Shoe GumshoeChapter 3 Mrs Jones

I READ through all of Bradford Gold’s letters from England to his wife in America that late afternoon and evening. They covered a period of about 17 months, about 72 weeks in all, and there were 59 letters, all of them were either two or four pages long, but mostly they said little or nothing. There was certainly nothing of any meaning that threw light on why he would consider deserting from his commitments to the Military. He carefully avoided mentioning any airfields or even what counties...

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Incredible ChangesChapter 293 Banging with the Jones

I never thought about it, but it does seem that people would call us insane if we even tried to discuss that we might have some powers and abilities most humans did not. Zander did his best to get me outside of the complex and away without the others being able to intercept me. He succeeded, except for things he could not control. Tommy had abilities that none of the others knew about, and I was the only other person that he told. Waiting for me on the path back toward where I rescued...

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Christmas at the Joness

Christmas at the Jones's. By Tanya H. For Lina, Becca and all the women who were strong and brave enough. Christmas Morning. A good family Christmas centres on tradition and hosting hers in her brand new (dream) house made Mum understandably nervous. I didn't help when I'd messaged, a few days earlier, to say I'd be bringing my boyfriend having decided the time was right to disprove the suggestion I'd invented him to try and reassure Mum. She met me on the driveway, as I...

2 years ago
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The Rape And Humiliation Of The Joness

Ted Jones was a fifty-eight year old has been his company of 25 years standing had finally fallen and gone into liquidation. It had taken almost all of Julia's, his wife, jewellery to clear the majority of his debts; the rest were covered by the company public liability insurance. Ted was fifty-eight, married for thirty years to his long suffering wife, Julia who was nine years his junior. Yes sure enough the sex life in the beginning was exciting but it had petered away to once in six weeks...

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Junior Year Part IIIChapter 23 Capitn Cojones

I smiled when my guys hit the lobby in their new clothes. The three amigos all looked good. We all stood out, compared to the other ballplayers. It wasn’t that the others were dressed badly; they just looked like teenage boys. I wore the sport coat I’d gotten in Japan with the graphic on it. I also wore an Abercrombie light blue button-up shirt under the jacket and cream-colored slacks with my new oxblood-red leather tennis shoes. To finish it off I wore my Japanese designer sunglasses. I’d...

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The GauntletChapter 32

December 29, 1386 The Duel Third pass Sir Jean de Carrouges in his bright red surcoat and Sir Jacques le Gris in white, charged across the field a third time. It seemed as if time slowed. The horses’ hooves slammed into the ground, propelling the horses forward. Each knight looked through his visors across the narrowing distance at his enemy. Each knight raised and then lowered the tip of his lance, aiming for the center of mass, intending to impale his opponent. The hooves make a...

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Girls Best FriendChapter 7

It was not that Lee had never watched his mother and father in the act of making love... he had, and on numerous occasions over the past six months, since he'd installed his secret peek-hole, but he'd never seen anything to match the vigorous performance his Dad was putting on this morning... and by the appearance of things, neither had his Mom! Right from the start, when his father had jumped up and torn off his clothes until he'd stood before her naked... almost boastingly naked, Lee...

4 years ago
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The Party Mood

“What’s this?Igot shouted waving the letter at his wife Her-Peas. She could see it looked official but as she hadn’t read it, couldn’t tell what it was even though her husband was wafting it around like some demented swan trying to take off.“I don’t know dear, she smiled“It’s only a letter from Pen.E. Sillen and Aunty Biotics they are planning to marry. It’s a big enough disgrace to the family that she married that Biotics bloke but a Sillen.Igot was pacing up and down. He very rarely became...

4 years ago
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The Different Business Trip

7. A visit at the dentistCarl laid awake in the bondage bed. After some time, the lights went on. In came Mrs. Rachel with two guards. They took place at the door. Mrs. Rachel wore a tight blue outfit and shiny black boots with high heels. Her blond hair was pinned up. She went over to Carl and deeply looked into his eyes. She cruelly smiled at him. ?It’s time for your yearly dental check-up.? Carl shuddered. With that Mrs. Rachel left the cell. The guards unstrapped him and tied his hands...

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