Meals on Wheels 1 Ruth
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Throughout my escapades with the mature women on my volunteer delivery route, my desires always seemed to come back to Ruth. I think I was mostly attracted to the fact that she seemed so innocent when I met her, and now seemed to be an experiment obsessed sex siren. Every day, Ruth would come to the door in a skimpy outfit, and would constantly flirt with me. I thought it was pointless for her to flirt, because I always chose the days we would hook up since she was always ready to go....
As I walked up to Nancy’s house, I was a little depressed at the fact that I would not be doing any freaky experimentation with Ruth, so I had a little storm cloud hovering above my head. I was quickly snapped out of my bad mood when I was hit with the scent of chocolate chip cookies baking. The front door of Nancy’s house was open, and the smell of the cookies was drifting through the screen door. I came up to the door and rang the bell. Nancy poked her head around the corner from the...
Introduction: A volunteer finds his gateway to the maure women he desires She gave my ass a little squeeze as we made our way out. When we got into the car and started on out way back, Ruth turned to me and said: So I was wondering if you would do me another favor.&hellip,. &hellip,continued Well, considering what you asked for last time, this should be interesting. Ruth gave a little chuckle and said: I guess I have been asking quite a bit of you, never mind. I got the feeling that Ruth...
Foreword: This is a work of fiction. None of the people in this story are real. None of these events ever happened. This story is nothing more than words that came from my imagination. Any similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely coincidental. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than...
It was a difficult thing for Buffy, watching her friends suffer. Her entire life had been about protecting people and preventing as much harm as possible. She'd always done her job very well, but all of her years as a slayer didn't help in any way when it came to mending a broken heart.When Willow broke up with Kennedy the first time, Buffy and Xander swarmed to her side and stayed with her for two days, helping her get over the post-breakup blues. They ate ice cream and pizza and reminisced...
The true story of a troubled, tormented teenager! Here's a little story from my troubled teen years. You may find it a bit hard to believe, but not a single word is fictional. I have enhanced the text minimally, purely to maintain reader interest. To preface the story, I am now in my late 50's, married nearly 34 years, and a M/F crossdresser. My wife is totally supportive and involved (with the crossdressing), that is. Here goes..... I was in my early teens, just entering High...
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The following is an excerpt from Punishing Miss Primrose, Part V. For more about the series, visit the Erotic Historicals website at www.EroticHistoricals.com.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Insufferable man, Beatrice Primrose huffed to herself. Perhaps it was she who ought to prefer the gout over that other affliction, one that she shared with the nameless nobleman with whom she had agreed to spend a sennight with in exchange for two hundred quid. She had few kind words for the...
"This is entirely too much! This generosity exceeds our demands; I've provided for every needy family in the valley! Where can I possibly use all this money?" Jim Brightman smiled to himself; such a complaint could come only from Fr. Ambrose, the elderly priest who had devoted so many years of his life to his small parish. "You know as well as I, this money comes from our friend in the mountains. He was led to it, that it might serve those whom the spirits would aid. That means you, and...
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Part 1 : Rosemary was anxious. She didn't know why. Her husband Ray, a professor at New Orleans University, was playing tennis. Their four c***dren were spending the weekend with their grandparents. Rose had planned to go to the Jazz Palace. They had an excellent Jazz band, the establishment was clean as a hospital operating room, and Khristian one of the servers was a good friend. Khriatian had reserved a two chaired table in the front of the stage about halfway back.Rose lived in the suburbs,...
I haven't been able to sleep lately. I started a new shift at work, and it seems like the world is always asleep, while I'm awake at crazy hours, working hard to afford the life I want us to live. I never wanted her to feel like I didn't care about her needs, because I do. I guess I just have trouble exspressing how I feel sometimes. But i do it all for her. I do it all for us. She says I don't try hard enough to make time for her. She says that I concern myself too much with money, and the...
I was heading home from work when I first spotted her. I nearly ran my 2003 Hyundai Accent off the road when I saw the delightful curves of her body. They say you never forget your first. Let me tell you something. That is so true! I managed to safely pull my car over, and stared openly at the graceful lines of her body. She was like a twin sister! The lovely blue 1968 Shelby Cobra GT 500 KR that had caught my eye was nearly an exact duplicate of my husband's first car! His father, my...
The Wolf with the Red Roses, by Chloe Tzang© 2017 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. The author asserts a moral right to be identified as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. [Boy:] On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?[Girl:] Yes.[Boy:] I bet you say that to all the...
Babs awoke to the first rays of the sun streaming through the window. She got in her chair and decided to forget her robe and enjoy the warm light bathing her body. She wheeled her way to the window and took in her view of Gotham Harbor. The sunlight felt so warm as it shined on her body. She was particularly happy today because it was her birthday. This was the first birthday she and Dick had spent together. As she enjoyed the feeling of being naughty she wheeled about the apartment. The phone...
The Enslavement of Rose by Tiff Baker . Feedback and comments welcome at [email protected] Chapter 1Rose Hoffman sat at her computer bored again.? She was done all her homework and like most high school girls her age, she had more important things in her life than school. She loved to play field hockey, and hanging out with her friends, but she had another interest that she didn’t share with anyone.? She loved to read S&M stories. She had been secretly been reading them since she was only...
Thirty eight years old but she felt like she was fifty, Rose Blaine thought as she looked out the front window of her nondescript house. The house was as bland as her life, as plain as she was.Rose had been married for s*******n years to Henry, a long haul trucker who was frequently gone for weeks at a time, not that it was much better when he was home. No k**s yet, not that they hadn't tried real hard in the beginning, but they certainly had been trying a whole lot less as the years passed....
--CH01-- And So It BeginsRose had been a very outgoing young girl, that is, until she hit puberty. Although many might call it a blessing, Rose had been very uncomfortable with the changes that were happening to her body. Her breasts grew quite rapidly to a generous D cup and her hips and rear grew to give her a very shapely appearance. While many of her girlfriends looked on in envy, Rose drew the undesired attention of every hormone addled teenage boy at her school.Her defense against all the...
February 16, 2009 Rose was having great difficulty staying focused in her biology class. The teacher was one of those artifacts in the educational system who seems to be a permanent fixture. Rose imagined that old Mrs. Garner was teaching the same class during her grandmother's school years. She felt a giggle escape when this thought popped into her head. Judy, the cute black girl sitting across from her glanced her way with a quizzical look. Rose shook her head to convey that the giggle...
Lisa got on the bus and took her normal seat in the third row. As she sat down, she looked over to see Rose looking at her. Lisa was struck again at just how young the other eighteen girl appeared but today she was also struck by Rose’s large deep blue eyes. Lisa quickly changed so that she was seated next to Rose.“How are you today?” Lisa asked as she looked at the other girl.“I’m ok.” Rose replied but she kept looking at Lisa as if she was thinking about something and then she asked; “Did you...
Rose (F/f) By Dudetodude Note: I have re written an older story of mine and re posted it under my current pen name. Hope you enjoy it! This story is about an older woman and a young mother whose casual relationship had developed into more than what the young mother had expected. My name is Lacy and since my divorce six months ago, I have been living on my own with both my daughters 2 and 4 years old and trying to settle into a new life after 5 years of marriage. I have no family in town...
LesbianOn the bus ride home from work, all Rose looked forward to was getting home, getting naked, and getting into a nice warm bath. It had been an absolute shite of a day at work. She wanted nothing to do with nobody for how ever long it would take to feel better. She even toyed with the notion of borrowing some of her flatmate, Jeanine's, marijuana for the bath. As the bus made it's routine turn with three stops before Rose's, the sky let go in a torrential downpour, and Rose was without a coat or...
The sun was just peeking over the horizon as I pulled out of the rest area and headed down I-55 toward St. Louis. There was little traffic on the road this early in the morning. In about an hour, things would start picking up as people hit the highway on their way to the same job at the same desk in the same building as yesterday and the day before that. I felt sorry for them, in a way. Nothing ever really changed for those unlucky souls. Oh, maybe some rumor about the boss banging one of the...
Blooming Under the Rose By Ricky There was a time not that long ago when the phrase "I work for Arthur Anderson" was something to be proud of. At least in Tracy's office, located in a large city that will go nameless, it still was. Tracy's boss was one of the most scrupulously honest people you will ever met, and he demanded a level of integrity from his employees that was second to none. But all that didn't matter when everything fell apart, the office was locked up and...
RosebyL.A. Wicker©My name is Jack, I’m married, Not very happily. My wife Missy, is one of the women that think she has the only pussy on earth. I’m lucky if I get her once a month. If I do get some, she lays on the bed, spreads her legs and tells me, "Would you please...hurry the fuck up."Missy is a total babe. She stands five foot six inches tall. Long dark brown hair to the middle of her back. Big sexy brown eyes.Firm perky breast, that can bust a 36d bra open. Her nipples are light pink and...
/* AUTHORS NOTES: This story represents a severely edited version of the original draft. Two whole chapters have disappeared from the beginning because they featured not even a single mention of anything TG. Still it manages to weigh in at 75k plus! Whilst this story is finished, I'd quite happily extend it if there's any interest. Hope you enjoy it! */ English Rose by Kathy Core ...Jake walked towards the exit of the hotel, but was stopped in his tracks by the English...
Training Rose by Angie FRose has become something of a living legend around Saddleworth so I persuaded her to tell me her story for a small, or actually not so small, fee. I had to edit some of it and change a couple of identities but I hope you enjoy it. Angie. Training RoseI cowered in the corner protecting my face as best I could as the blows rained down, five, six, I counted,...
Adrienne was new to the city, and didn't know anyone. After a few weeks of stifling solitude, she had decided to visit the local equivalents of her old haunts. Part of her hoped that the city would change around her, spitting out her old friends and familiar environs. The corner pub had been nearly deserted, and it was hard to make new friends at the mall, so Adrienne found herself alone at the gay club. She wasn't expecting to be alone for long. With her shock of long blonde hair and cute...
I appreciate getting feedback, both positive and negative, as long as it is constructive. I will not hesitate, however, to delete any nasty or abusive anonymous comments. I enjoy corresponding with my readers, and if you send me an e-mail I will respond. Also, if you like this story, please register your vote with the stars at the end. –CH01– And So It Begins Rose had been a very outgoing young girl, that is, until she hit puberty. Although many might call it a blessing, Rose had been very...
Aunt Rose's Place By Bea "Come on for god's sake Janice" I snapped peevishly. "We'll be late!" Neither my words nor tone impressed themselves on Janice, my fianc?e . She was doing one of the things she delighted in making herself pretty. Peering into her compact mirror, delicately applying touches of lipstick and blusher dabbing a tiny powder applicator around her nose. She kept her compact open. Obviously letting me know that she wasn't finished. Looked over the top of...
The Rose I have always enjoyed living in the country, it maintained such a peaceful essence about it, and even still seemed peaceful after going through a horrific divorce, Lucky me she didn’t want the farm. My closest neighbor was an elderly woman who was very much like my grandmother who I checked on regularly to make sure she was alright, she recently lost her husband after 58 years of marriage and enjoyed the company. On one visit I was greeted at the door by a woman in her mid...
The Rose I have always enjoyed living in the country, it maintained such a peaceful essence about it, and even still seemed peaceful after going through a horrific divorce, Lucky me she didn’t want the farm. My closest neighbor was an elderly woman who was very much like my grandmother who I checked on regularly to make sure she was alright, she recently lost her husband after 58 years of marriage and enjoyed the company. On one visit I was greeted at the door by...
MatureShe looked toward several overdue bills laid out in front of the table of her dining room, this was the cause of all of her grief and stress. Her husband, Troy Vachite, had gamble away the sizable inheritance her parents had left her. Now Rose own money that she did not have, to people she did not know. Troy had run away with what little money was left, leaving Rose to fend for both herself and their teen daughter. “Fuck the day I ever laid eyes on that bastard.” Rose said as she poured...
Rose had just recently turned fifty. For the last year, she had worked very hard to get her body back in shape. After three kids, she had let herself go, gaining weight with her first, then never losing it all before getting pregnant with her twins. She had gained almost hundred pounds with them, and only lost about forty-five pounds after they were born. Over the years she had made halfhearted attempts to lose weight, but whatever she lost, she ended up gaining back and more. She stopped...
MILFI was determined to find out what had happened to Rose, she was Nikki's sister (see Jason's victims 2) and for some reason I wasn't allowed to help her after I found a trace from Jason's memories to her. I went to sleep and found myself in the Church; Father Murray was waiting for me he held up a hand. "My son, I'm sorry but the time wasn't right." He said. I shook my head, "What do you mean? She needed help then and I think she still does!" He sighed, "Yes, she does but not for...
It was the day after my niece Cathy’s 16 th birthday, when my sister-in-law Rose dropped Cathy off at my house for afternoon tea. “Hello Cathy, did you enjoy your 16 th birthday party?” “Yes Uncle Jim,” said Cathy, “I did, except for one thing. I didn’t get a proper birthday kiss from you. I overhead my mum talking to her friend Trudy and mum said that you are the best kisser she has ever had.” Feeling quite flattered, I said to Cathy “Well, we will just have to fix that won’t we? Why don’t you...
IncestNow. Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting on the thin diamonds of window glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-fallen snow. More thick soft white flakes gently floated down from a still leaden sky. His mother had forecast the snowstorm yesterday, so he shouldn’t have been surprised. The Queen was so wise and he had yet to learn such...
My name is Rose. I am a slut wife and a flight attendant for a major airline. There aren’t many women like me and I like that. So does Ed. Ed and I met on a flight to Seattle. He was the first officer and I was a flight attendant. I immediately liked him. When I stuck my head in the cockpit to say hello he said “Wow! You are some good looking lady.” Ed had that look I like in a man, slim, attractive, and a pilot’s uniform. Yes, I admit it I wanted a pilot when I met him....
Pete, Will and Rose Pete and Will had been friends for years and always tried to get a game of squash each Friday at the local sports centre. Now that they were in their 40’s – this was really an excuse for a few beers in the local afterwards. Will had been separated for a few years, but they were always met in the pub by Pete’s wife Rose, and the three of them were really close. After a few beers and glasses of wine, the banter was often a bit risqué, but nothing had ever come of...
Pete, Will and Rose Pete and Will had been friends for years and always tried to get a game of squash each Friday at the local sports centre. Now that they were in their 40’s – this was really an excuse for a few beers in the local afterwards. Will had been separated for a few years, but they were always met in the pub by Pete’s wife Rose, and the three of them were really close. After a few beers and glasses of wine, the banter was often a bit risqué, but...
Group SexMy name is Jack, I'm married, Not very happily. My wife Missy, is one of the women that think she has the only pussy on earth. I'm lucky if I get her once a month. If I do get some, she lays on the bed, spreads her legs and tells me, "Would you please... hurry the fuck up." Missy is a total babe. She stands five foot six inches tall. Long dark brown hair to the middle of her back. Big sexy brown eyes. Firm perky breast, that can bust a 36d bra open. Her nipples are light pink and always...
There is no sex, it is a soppy romantic fairy story for adults wanting to warm the cockles of their heart. ***** Now Prince Arrik peered out of the Palace tower window, his breath misting the thin plate glass. As far as the eye could see, and he could see a long way over the flat terrain from this high up, the ground lay white in a thick layer of freshly-fallen snow. More thick soft white flakes gently floated down from a still leaden sky. His mother had forecast the snowstorm yesterday, so...
If you haven't read my first two stories about my first Asian Massage Parlor visit with Lucy or my second AMP and prostate experience with Sunny, please do. My prostate massage experience with Sunny had been on my mind all week. I called the massage parlor where she works and made an appointment with her for later that afternoon. When I arrived, Sunny greeted me and walked me back to the room. As we were walking, I noticed a girl coming out of the back room. Sunny, as I described before, was...
It was in my second year in college, I’m studying to be a history teacher, when my professor gave us the assignment. We were to do a full report on any one period in history. He gave us complete freedom to choose the time or event and plenty of time to complete it. He did however tell us to be as thorough as possible. Then he dropped the bomb. It was going to be half of our grade for the semester! He left the room, leaving behind him a sea of open mouths. Then chaos erupted. Some of my...
She looked down and smiled. Roses. She loved roses. But who would leave them at the door for her? She hadn’t heard from Billy since they broke up. Well she considered them broken up. She hadn’t heard from him from that stupid fight they had two weeks ago that had them both saying things she knew, or at least she thought she knew, they didn’t mean. They had both asked each other at the same time if the other one wanted to break up. No one really said a yes or no as a response. Just silence...
Chapter 11 The Devouring Rose Phar' Naqua, in the aether: Day 12, 0400 hours She could smell the dawn approaching. It was like a faint tickle that played tag with her senses; it was almost dancing there on the edge of her awareness taunting her. If she had someone to describe it to she might say that in some ways it was almost like the mental equivalent of smelling an iron pan on a stove slowly growing hotter with nothing inside it. Just as with the slowly heating pan the smell of...
This story has no sex. Sorry. It is just a man trying to use his past to understand and handle his present. If you want to leave comments, thanks. If you just want to bash the main character for being a wimp please remember that this is fiction. Thanks. * Did you ever have one of those moments when something that happened years before pops into your mind and it seems so fresh that it feels like it only happened yesterday? Well, I did and in fact it is happening right now. I’m not really...
Rose felt a tingling and tightness in her breasts. The sensation was awkward and foreign, enough to get her attention while she flipped through the channels of her TV. She moved to adjust her bra believing it must have shifted or bunched up only to remember she hadn't yet put one on for the day. Still feeling the strange sensations she stood up from her bed and walked towards the mirror on her closet door, removing her top as she did. At first, everything seemed normal and as it...
John Henry Bartlett III laid back on his bunk and closed his eyes, exhausted after another long day at sea. It had been another stressful day, causing him to question once again why he had joined the Navy. The answer was simple: his family legacy. Father and grandfather before him, along with scores of uncles and cousins…men in his family were supposed to be Navy men. He hadn’t even questioned it, the choice was made for him before he was born and he stepped into his role like a pair of...
John Henry Bartlett III laid back on his bunk and closed his eyes, exhausted after another long day at sea. It had been another stressful day, causing him to question once again why he had joined the Navy. The answer was simple: his family legacy. Father and grandfather before him, along with scores of uncles and cousins…men in his family were supposed to be Navy men. He hadn’t even questioned it; the choice was made for him before he was born and he stepped into his role like a pair of...
Straight SexIt has been several months since my wife and I had sex. Usually, our sex frequency was normal, two – three times a week, as the statistical average. We have been married for about nine years and had two young kids. But eight months ago, I was promoted as VP Sales, a job that is demanding long travels abroad. So, our intimacy and sex life took a dramatic decrease due my traveling. I spent most of the time outside the country, far away from her. During my trips away from home, as a normal man, I...
VoyeurThe faucet was tightened with a squeak, and the water was shut off. Inside a steamy shower was a young woman named Rose. There was a party going on at her friends house, and she was preparing herself for it. The red head had just finished with a long hot shower, making her bathroom quite humid. While she really enjoyed sauna-like atmosphere, she didn't want to waste too much time. She had to dry off, get dressed, and be on her way. Rose pulled back the glass shower door and reached towards her...
Ellen Hayden woke up on an operating table. Her head hurt and her legs felt like they were on fire. She tried to move her head, but found she couldn't. It was firmly locked in place. A brief test showed that she could not move her arms and legs. Her eyes were bleary, but she could hear the sound of a heart monitor, and the whispers of people talking above her head. The last thing she remembered was getting in her car to go to Pocatello, on a date; after that, nothing. A voice spoke to her....
Rosie was a full-time occupational therapist employed by Chuck and Lynsey Thomas and had been with them for the last ten years looking after Jeff their only son. Jeff was turning 30 in a few weeks and was a handsome young man with a great personality and a smile that would turn many heads. The main challenge that Jeff faced in life was that following a car accident over 20 years ago he was paralysed and had lost the use of his legs and confined to a wheelchair. Coupled with that damage to his...
© Copyright 2004 This is the first in what I envision as being another episodic set of stories, rather than a series, much like the House in the Woods set. Each story will have different characters, different perspectives, but very little to interconnect them other than the setting and main character. This was actually going to be my very first story published, then the idea for HIW-Bethany came along, and this got dropped and never picked up again, until now. It's changed considerably...
The English Rose The English Rose 1. Spencer Thomas was a balding man in his late forties. He wore a golfing tie ? white golf balls against a vivid green field. He rotated the nearly empty pint glass in the slick of spilt beer on the bar, making trails along the bar-top. It was three in the afternoon and he really should be getting on the road again. He looked up at the fake oak-stained beam over the bar and read the curious announcement over for the third time - ?The Black...
We weren’t, however, to get right into scene. Lucy’s cell phone rang, with an odd tone. “Hang on, Howard. That’s my emergency ring. “Hi! What’s wrong? “Oh. Yes, I can help. Don’t say anything if possible. I’ll send people to come get you. We have a specialist in security clearance law, Don Jenner, who will meet us.” Lucy told Howard and Diane, “Weird coincidence. That was Rose. She’s nearly hysterical. Apparently, she got called into the security office and told that her clearance was...