The App chapter 1
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Her name was Sarah, Sarah Marie Cooke. Everyone called her Sugar. I never figured that one out. She was not a sweet lady. OH, to the contrary, it seemed as though she hated almost everyone. Well, everyone except her nephew Bartholomew. With that name you might expect him to be called Bart, he was actually called Deuce. No one ever spoke of why that name was chosen. It was, and you had to accept it.
Sugar married once. She was a stunningly beautiful woman in her youth. As she got older her beauty did not fade, it matured. She had character, that’s what everyone said.
Deuce was a brilliant man, he was incredibly handsome but he never dated either. He stopped to visit Sugar each week on Wednesday evening and Saturday morning. Wednesday was simply a social visit. Saturday mornings were spent doing maintenance on Sugar’s estate. She liked to call it an estate, in reality it was less than 1 acre. The lawn was cared for, if the outside weather allowed then painting or repairs were completed. If the weather was bad he worked inside, doing whatever needed to be done.
Promptly at 11:30 Sugar would call out to him and the work stopped. At noon they sat down to lunch and then did her weekly shopping in the early afternoon. Then there was a rest time while they would each read a favorite book as a favorite selection of classical music played softly in the background. Exactly at 5 they would leave for dinner at their favorite place.
No one ever understood why they ate every week at Sam’s Salty Dog Bar and grill. The place was a filthy dive, the food was terrible, the service was worse and the food prices were enough to drive a rich man into shock. Even looking at those facts, they did go there every week.
Their routine started on the week after he turned 18 and continued for almost 21 years until her death. Sugar was the first of her parents 14 children. Deuce was the youngest child of the youngest daughter.
The last car she ever bought was a 1965 Oldsmobile, that beast was a boat. It was long enough that Sugar claimed it took up 2 zip codes when parked. She threw the comment out as fact, no emotion behind it at all. The week before she died the odometer went over 75.000 miles. Only 2 people ever drove it any more, they were Deuce and her mechanic.
At the end of their Saturday and Wednesday evenings he would quietly wait downstairs as she prepared for bed. When she was ready he would give her a kiss on her left cheek, straighten her blanket and walk out of the house to go home, promptly at 9.
I suppose the strict routine was a comfort to the older woman in some way. They never talked about it and the routine never varied by much more than a minute at anytime.
Sugar had been married early in her life, the week after she turned 18. He was a banker and much older than she. He died at his desk at 5 on a Friday evening. When he varied from his routine and was not home by 5:25 that evening she called the bank and asked that he be looked in on. No one ever saw her grieve for him. She wore a dark black dress and veil for a year afterward. On the first anniversary of his death she changed her attire to long gray dresses and listed his bank and the mansion they lived in for sale. She moved out that day and into the only other house she lived in her adult life.
The art and antiques, including most of the furniture, all went to auction. She invested her money wisely and never had to work a day in her life.
Sugar died the second week in November. She simply went to sleep and never woke up. Less than 20 attended the services, they included the owner of Sam’s, her accountant, Deuce and a small collection of persons who thought there might be a meal in it or were just curious about the old woman. There was also the drunk who lived under the back stairs into the church.
All of her siblings had passed years ago, her nieces and nephews could not care about the eccentric old woman. Her will was read and settled within the week. There was a generous donation to an animal rescue association, the rest went to Deuce.
Deuce had always rented a small furnished efficiency apartment. After being awarded the house he saw no need to spend any more money on the apartment and moved to the house.
He thoroughly cleaned the house from top to bottom, paying close attention to her room. The linens on the bed were changed to fresh ones, her bathroom towels and washcloths were all replaced with clean ones and the door was closed and locked.
The house had a comfortable feeling to it, but after the first week he noticed there was something not right at times. In the evenings there was a distinctly cold feeling in the areas she would have been when she was alive, after 9 the feeling was gone for the night.
One evening he was passing her bedroom at 9:05 and swore her heard a light moan inside the door. He called out ‘Who is there?’ The noise stopped, he was almost positive he heard a slight rustle of bed linens.
The next evening he heard the same noises but he did not call out. Finally one evening he had the key and when the noises started he silently opened the door. The moon was shining in on the bed, he was certain he saw a lump in the blanket. ‘Sugar, are you here?’ There was no response.
‘Sugar, if you are here please answer me!’ He thought he might be loosing his mind.
The next evening the same routine happened.
The third evening he called out from the hall ‘I can hear you Sugar. I miss you something awful. Please talk to me.’ Then he entered the room to find complete quiet.
He didn’t leave the room the night as he did the previous times. Finally he heard a soft sob from the direction of the bed.
‘It will be all right, just tell me what I can do for you.’
No further replies were heard the evening.
‘I will respect your privacy, if you wish to talk please come and see me in my room.’ As he left the room he heard soft sobbing. Part of it was he.
The next week in the middle of the night he awoke to a slight glow in his room. It was mostly a soft iridescent pink sort of color. Sometimes it was almost bluish.
He remained silent and watched with his eyes almost shut. A womanly figure slowly appeared in the corner of his room. The figure came over to his bed and silently stood watch over him, almost as if it wished it could touch him.
Over the next week the figure became bolder and got closer and closer, until she would sit on the bed for a while.
After 2 weeks of visitations he watched as the figure turned to leave after visiting. Deuce softy sighed and the figure paused as if afraid to move. Deuce softly whispered ‘Sugar?’
The figure started to get dimmer as if trying to leave.
‘Please!’ he paused, ‘Thank you for coming to check on me. I still love you’
The light got a little brighter and stayed where it was.
‘Please, stay with me and talk.’
He heard her voice. It seemed to be inside his head, he did not hear it with his ears.
‘D, D, Deuce’ she stuttered ‘I, I know about how you are special. I saw when you were a tiny baby many years ago. That is why we bonded so well.’
He remained quiet, waiting for her to continue.
‘When I saw the way you are, you were only 3 weeks old. I understand what you feel.’
He thought ‘How can you possibly know how it is to be this way’
‘There is a special person who loves you as you are, just as I loved you. You just need to be very discrete while looking.’
He remained silent.
‘You see,’ there was a short silent break then ‘I am the same way, my husband William was a wonderful man who understood the stress of being a hermaphrodite.’
The word was out in the open finally.
‘Neither of my organs worked well enough to conceive, but there was some maturing just before he died. I might have been able to have a child if he had lived a few more months or years.’
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br> She said ‘I must go and rest now. I get so tired still.’ With that she was gone.
The next evening she came into his room again. They talked for a few minutes before he noticed her hand on his leg. ‘I can feel you touching me! I didn’t know it was possible!’
‘I have been working on that for weeks now. It is actually in your mind, the same as how you hear me.’
That evening she told him about many of the things hidden in the house and on the grounds. The last thing she did that evening was to show him the small vault in the back of her closet. Inside he saw all of her jewelry. ‘This ring belonged to my William, with practice he could read minds with it on. It enabled him to find out about how I was special, just like you.’
She lay down on her bed and he tucked her in with a kiss on the cheek like always.
As she bid him to do he took the ring with him and tried it on. It almost fit but was too tight. He set the ring on his night stand and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning he was sure it had all been a dream, until he saw the ring at the side of his bed. He picked it up and examined it. It was smaller for a man’s ring, but it was definitely masculine. Without thinking he slid it onto his finger, he was surprised to see that it fit perfectly. He tried to remove it. It was not stuck, but it didn’t want to come off. He could spin it on his finger and pull it past his innermost knuckle, it would go no further.
By the time he made it to work he was hearing slight buzzing noises when people were nearby. By the end of the day he could almost make out words. He drove home with a lot on his mind.
That evening Sugar appeared earlier than she normally did. He could sense her there, but she was not visible. As he prepared supper he set another table place. As he went to get the food he looked back wondering why. The family had always placed the evening meal on the table in serving dishes, he continued the tradition, more out of habit than any other reason. He found there was a comfort in the development of routines. As he passed her chair he sensed the chill he had become accustomed to when she was present. It seemed to be a little warmer this evening. ‘It must be my imagination’ he thought.
Then the chair moved slightly. He smiled.
As he finished his meal her voice softly spoke ‘Thank you for welcoming me to your table. I have no need for food any more. The thoughtfulness is important to me though.’
He thought ‘You’re welcome.’
She smiled in response as he cleaned off the table, put the leftovers in the fridge and did the dishes, including hers, although they were not used that evening.
After that evening he found it unnecessary to respond to her when she communicated with him. That evening he resumed the tradition of listening to music as they read or relaxed. Occasionally he would feel her reading his thoughts or hear her comment on a matter. Many times the matter concerned how to recognize a person who was like he was.
At work there was a woman slightly less than his age who stayed mostly to herself. Matilda always dressed severely for a woman of her age. Her hair was always in a tidy bun on the top of her head. For some reason he never was allowed to penetrate her thoughts as he had learned to do with the others. He began to notice her a little more, the way she walked, the way she would smile when they spoke. Beneath the severe exterior he found a charming, thoughtful, beautiful woman. ‘Yes, she is beautiful!’ he thought.
Her smile brightened even more. Then he noticed the ring on her finger. ‘That ring looked quite similar to the one Sugar gave to me. Is Matilda like me?’ Thoughts were running rampant in his mind.
‘Slow down, I am having trouble understanding you,’ she smiled as the words crossed into his mind.
His mind came to a sudden stop. ‘What?’
‘I said slow down, you are jumping from one subject to another and I am having problems understanding you. Don’t worry, only someone like us can hear what we say to each other.’
‘Are you really like me?’
A vision appeared in his mind. The woman had long hair to the middle of her back. She was naked. As she slowly turned to face him he realized she looked very much like he did with the exception of the small, perfectly formed breasts. ‘I am the feminine version of you. I have been aware of you for the last 5 years we worked together’ the voice told him. ‘I think you are worth the wait!’
They were lucky there wasn’t much work to be done that day. Their conversing took much of the afternoon. At 5 they both decided it was best to go home and think about all the things that were thrust into their lives that afternoon. This was all so new.
Tomorrow was Friday and the end of the work week.
Deuce went home with many unanswered questions. As he fixed dinner he heard the quiet movement of a chair behind him.
Before he could form a question to her, Sugar told him ‘…you have a lot on your mind this evening. Matilda is the granddaughter of William’s youngest sister. If you were to get together it will be OK because neither William nor the other side of her family are blood relative of yours.
Matilda was having much the same conversation with her Mother. She was only confirming what she already knew to be true.
Her mother told her ‘I once met your friend’s Aunt Sugar. If he is special to her, then he is a fine gentleman who will take good care of you. Proceed slowly and all will be well.’
The next day Deuce approached Matilda’s desk about 10 minutes before the beginning of the work day. He was thinking of how to ask her out that evening. She turned to face him with small tears in the corner of her eyes. He heard her voice in his head saying ‘Just ask me, it will be fine.’
He was thinking of how to say the words he had never used before when she just said ‘Yes!’ and handed him a slip of paper with her address and phone.
He wanted to sit with her at lunch, but the subject was too difficult to talk openly about. They communicated intermittently throughout the day, after all there was work to get done.
Her apartment was a small third floor walkup 2 blocks from his former apartment. Until her mother died, a few months ago, they had shared it for over 22 years. Her father had lived with them until the day he was killed in a traffic accident, she was 2 years old. The only things she remembered of him were the wonderful smile and soft voice when he spoke, and he sang like an angel. Bartholomew was very much like how she remembered him, she found that to be fascinating.
Dinner was at a lovely little restaurant that was hidden away part way down an alley. It was just off one of the main streets of town. Seated in a booth in the back corner they spoke of their lives, sharing the good and the bad, the difficult and the easy times and the happy and the sad. They both spoke of missing their parents a great deal. They spoke of knowing they were different than others and feeling out of place too many times.
They continued dating throughout the rest of the winter and spring. Their first kiss in late spring was magical.
On July 4th Deuce proposed to Matilda under the fireworks. He had managed to keep her from reading his thoughts about it. Later on she commented on how she had wondered why he took a sudden interest in NASCAR racing for the last month. ‘I should have known something was going on in your mind.’ she laughed.
Matilda insisted that they get married on Halloween at an old monastery out in the country.
Sugar liked the idea ‘Trust her on this one, it will make you very happy.’
Having never been with a woman, Deuce had no idea what to do on his wedding night. He confided that to Sugar. She told him of the various things he could do to satisfy Matilda. She even demonstrated them on him using a number of items and a mirror to show what they were doing. ‘Above all, if she is enjoyin
g what you are doing remember it for future use. Try various things on yourself, if you find them pleasurable she is likely to also. Listen to her words and body. After you do something to her allow her to try it on you too, if she desires. I know you have been taught to think like a man, but you do have a feminine side too.’
Deuce dropped Matilda off at the monastery the evening before Halloween. When he arrived for the ceremony he was surprised to see the entire place lit up. The noises from within sounded like a party.
The noise died down as he approached the front doors they opened wide without any visible assistance. He stepped in and they slowly, silently closed behind him. In front of him he saw a small stone altar in the distance. The priest stood to one side and indicated that he was to move forward. He felt like his body was doing so without his willing it to.
Once at the altar the soft candlelight in the room became brighter and brighter. Music was playing softly in the background. The lighting on the sides died back down and the only brightly lit area was the aisle. At the back of the room Matilda appeared with a man. He would later learn the man was her father. The music became louder and they started walking toward him. As the passed each row of seats people began to appear out of the darkness and stand at their seats.
Precisely at 8 PM the priest began the service. At 8:07 the ceremony was over, they were husband and wife. When they were asked to turn around to be presented the first thing he saw was his parents seated in the front row. Beside them were their parents. In the second row he saw Sugar and a person he learned later was William. Spreading out to the side and behind them he saw family and friends who had died over the years. The other side was Matilda’s family and friends.
The wedding feast began soon after and continued until 11:30 when the guests all filed by to wish them well. The last to greet them were Sugar and Matilda’s mother.
Sugar spoke ‘I must now leave you to go forth into eternity. Treat each other well and all will be as it should be. I will see you again when your time is through. I can finally be with my William again.’ She turned and vanished like all the rest had, precisely at midnight. The great hall was dark and empty when they turned to look behind themselves. They walked toward the light near the great doors and left. The doors closed as quietly and slowly as they had opened earlier.
Bartholomew and Matilda walked to the 1965 Oldsmobile, after starting the motor they turned to see the monastery disappear into a fogbank. A few minutes later the fog lifted and there was an open field. As they drove off the clouds parted and the stars began to dance, each with their own special twinkle.
From that day on he was known to the world as Bart.
They were compatible in all things. Of their 4 children only one boy was special like they were.
He lived into his 96th year and died in the 2nd week of November. She died the next fall just weeks before Halloween. They were both at the party in the monastery that year and walked off together into eternity precisely at midnight.
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I could feel myself getting fuller and harder as I hefted it into my hand to stroke for them.Both Kat and Dana were topless. Kat, was a little heavier, so here tits were a little bigger than Dana's. Dana, being so tiny and thin, was almost flat, but here nipples were erect and hard looking.The tights they were wearing left little to the imagination. Both had nice tiny bodies even if Dana's was a little smaller."So, what do you think, ladies?" I asked.They kind of looked at one another blankly....
I had almost missed my flight. I was the last person to board the aircraft, with several of the other passengers giving me looks of annoyance as I moved past them through the first class cabin to my window seat in the last row of the business class cabin. I was being sent to Bolivia for a secretive assignment as a part of my role as an agent for the Australian Covert Defence Agency (CDA). My task was to investigate TMI, a chemical manufacturer located just outside of La Paz in Bolivia. My cover...
Straight SexThis story is entirely true, if you like this leave a comment and i'll write the next parts. Names have been changed to protect the filthy.I met my wife to be six years ago, we married nearly three years later. Our sex life was always great from the begining but I was always the one to push things a little futher. She had never swallowed cum or rimmed a guy before me, so i gradually got the idea she may be open to ideas.... Angie is a very sexy 44 year old, 5'5", 36C, lovely legs and bum...
Both the planet and its moon were rising, from the perspective of the asteroid. It painted the interior of the lab in soft white light, which Shimizu admired from her seat by the window. Her eyes had a dreamy, relaxed look about them as her mind wandered over the events of the last hour. As it finally settled on the image of Amy, bound naked in the other room. They had moved her, of course, but that image had looked too good for Shimizu to want to give up in a hurry.Mara, on the other hand, was...
Sweet Revenge By Wendae This is the final saga of Lola's Resort The cast characters: Lola is a transsexual dominatrix and creator of Lola's Resort. Wendae is also a transsexual dominatrix and Lola's second in command. Michelle is a cross dresser and recent resident of Oral Services. Gwen is a latex clad assistant that was captured by slavers years ago and had his face altered to a cunt. Regina is a cross dressing sissy that was once trained at Lola's. Doc is the...
SEEING EYE TO EYE We telescope both ways, From large to small (And small to large), From male to female (And female to shemale), Losing breasts to bellies, (Bellies to breasts), Groins to genitals (Genitals to groins), Cunts to cocks and balls, (Cocks and balls to cunts), Until all is lost at last In legs that lose themselves In feet or heads That lose themselves in clouds. In between, we are the dust of stars, Faeries, all, who frame ourselves In shadowboxes too large or...
I considered talking to Peter before I spoke with Dylan, but in the end I thought it was best to follow the advice I gave Jackie and get the story from my daughter first. I picked her up in front of school as planned. "What's going on, Dad?" she asked when she got in the car. "Let's get you some lunch and then talk, O.K.?" I responded. After I had gone to the taco shop drive thru and gotten her what she wanted to eat, I navigated the car to a spot in the adjacent lot, way in the back,...
Stepping into her apartment with a huff Karen Starr leaned back against her apartment door, hanging up her coat and running her fingers through her short blonde hair. “Damn, what a slow day… Maybe I should call in a few days sick leave just to get some R and R.” Heading over to her little nook kitchen she set up a mug and water and filled it with hot chocolate mix, staring into the mug with her heat vision to warm it to a piping hot drink. She dropped herself unceremoniously onto her couch and...
Janie looked up, her eyes full of suppressed panic. “How? Did he tell you?!” Bella laughed, “You’re not the only one who’s good at picking up on things.” “I really did not want you to know.” Janie set her quill down. Her shoulders slumped. “I didn’t want you to be upset with me, and I didn’t want to have to explain myself. I don’t really know why I did it. The whole night was very strange.” “Please don’t lie to me, Janie. I promise, I’m not upset. I think it’s wonderful,” Bella reached...
After the gloryhole surpriseNo sex. Transition between Gloryhole surprise and the next year.GuiltAs soon as I got home after the party I stripped my clothes off and noticed I still had some lipstick around the base of my now limp cock. I swore I would never have sex again as I stepped into the shower.But even staying in the shower until the hot water ran out I still felt dirty and ashamed.Everywhere I looked I saw my baby girls. The marks still visible in the doorway where I measured how tall...
I went to Montreal for gay pride with a few friends. I was constantly horny with all those hot fucking men around, but was unable to act because I was sharing a hotel room with two of my friends. One morning I woke up at 6 a.m. feeling so horny. I decided to go out and cruise.I got dressed and packed poppers, a cock ring and lube, then took off. I passed a sauna, which I understood to be a gay bathhouse. So, I decided to try it out. Of course, it was early morning so I didn't expect much. At...
Gay MaleAugust 19, 2002Dear Diary,“What if my husband had strayed once or twice,” had run through my head as I left Al’s science room down the hall from my room? I knew the day I thought that I felt a deep kinship at 53 for this man, an 8th grade science teacher, and he wasn’t my husband! I still loved and shared life with my husband but after so many years of marriage, travel two or three days a week in his job, maybe what fluttered inside my body when Al was nice to me was for the first time maybe,...
Saturday afternoon, after a quickie back at the hotel, we decided to take a shower, get dressed and go out for the evening. The nice thing about the hotel is their spa sized bathtubs and half circle shower curtain. It provides extra room to shower or bathe. As Diane adjusted the water to a steamy flow I began lathering up a washcloth. ‘Let me see your back,’ I suggested. Diane turned her back to me and ducked her head under the warm flow. I began washing her back near her shoulders, down...
It was Tree’s works Summer Dooo. They’d decided to have a night out as a way of celebrating the end of the College year.She’d told me who was going on the night out, the girls in the office and a couple of guys to a place not far from where we lived.Her friend Nikki promptly picked her up at 7:30pm, there were already two other girls/women in the car. She kissed me and said don’t wait up I’ll probably be home about 11:00ishIn the past she’d send me e-mails and I’d look who else she’d sent them...
Sarah and Don laid beside each other smiling, their faces flushed. They stayed like that for what seemed like hours until Don's watch beeped. As Don stood up and pulled on his shirt, Sarah lingered on the bed watching him. She loved how sexy Don looked, his cock peeking out from under his shirt. Resisting the urge to put her mouth on it and start something else, she stood up and handed him his pants. This would be the last time she saw him get dressed. It would be six months before she'd see...
Straight SexDays after Deputy Williams fucked me over the hood of his sqaud car I was still thinking of him. I tried to act like nothing happened. I went back to my life as a working wife and mother and tried like hell to forget him and how hard he made me cum. My brain told me it could never happen again, but my pussy was in a constant state of arousal for him. I thought I was being so coy, so damn smart. Something hungry inside me had been awakend. I thought of almost nothing else. I would daydream of...
Chapter: May “Reality Check” * Meeting a girlfriend’s parents is a defining moment in a relationship; theoretically, you’ll make a lasting impression on your honey’s parents that won’t make them go for the shotgun. Yes, ma’am. I do think your daughter is a lovely, talented young woman and I think the world of her. No sir, I wouldn’t consider for a second bringing her home even a hair past eleven. Not that easy, of course. Oh hell, no. Every gesture is significant and every facial expression...
Love StoriesSean pulled into the parking lot of the mall and drove around looking for a place to park. The mall parking lot was packed with cars. He finally found parking spot a distance away from the mall proper. Surprised to see the crowd on a Sunday afternoon, he said, “There must be a sale today.” He got out of his truck and headed towards the mall. While on his way to the main entrance, he noticed a teenage boy flying through the air. He detoured to investigate what was happening. On his way, he...
With all the beautiful women in our neighborhood, I can’t go without mentioning Tracy, even though she and her husband are snowbirds, making their home in Florida during the winter months. They’re known for some of their wild parties and reputation as swingers. One party that stands out to me was a backyard barbecue last year on the 4th of July. It was hot and humid, and the guys were shirtless and gals were mainly wearing tube tops, halters, or bikini tops. One popular game that afternoon was...
The young Andrea having been the one to get the first of the "Master" in it's now complete form was laying aside after being withdrawn from the now installed bondage device that could hold them up as the "Master" had instructed the Professor and his wife Olleda to build. Olleda and Carletta had drug Andrea aside, off the mattress leaving her heavily breathing from the fresh attack on her young pussy. The "Master" had backed up and allowed them to remove her and get her aside to...
I thought Daddy would have a conniption fit when he found out the Registrar didn’t have a single record of the Fall semester fun and games. Oh, they had paperwork, but it was strictly the papers on the attempted rape and the arrest of the Dean and his cohorts, not a single thing on the expulsion merry-go-round, or our terrible grades because of it. “If it’s not written down, it didn’t happen.” I said to Daddy. “What did you do?” He choked out, “You did something.” He glared at me, “I know...
I love outdoor sex and sex on the beach. I know you know norfolk a little bit because, but I don’t know if you have been to any of the beaches. some of the ones in the north of the county are so quiet, you don’t see or hear anyone, because people just don’t go there. You may get the occasional dog walker, but that’s it. One of my favourite beaches is right on the north coast, it has a little track leading up to it, which you can miss because it is so secluded. You can park, but there are...
Disclaimer: This story features oversized proportions, meaning cocks, breasts and male muscles are overly proportioned and are not possible in real life, especially the cocks. While the story will not enter hyper proportioned space, be aware that there will be a decent focus on at least 14-inch cocks, overly muscular studs and bimbos that have tits the size of their heads. If you are thinking about adding a chapter writing by yourself, please have those kinks in mind. Underage sex, Incest,...
FetishRelationships are hard bro. I been in a few and they can get really good or really bad. Well this last one I had with this bitch Jennifer? Lets just say it didn’t go good. I’m glad it ended quick before I got deeper in there tho. You wouldn’t guess that we had only been datin for like 4 months. I got a key to her spot and left hella stuff there too. Bitch loved when I spent the night. So I let myself in, packing up all my stuff, when outta nowhere, Jennifer roommate Sera...
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MARYBETH’S NIGHTWhen I woke the next morning Sue was still asleep, Marybeth was gone; I wondered if I had dreamed them going at it after I passed out. As I showered and dressed I marveled at how the night had been, and at all the things I had learned about my wife, and about my friends. I reveled in the memories of seeing my fantasies come to life, and of helping Sue see hers realized as well. What a slut she turned out to be! I could only imagine what our sex life would be like after these...
Group SexI kissed Ashley on the cheek and headed out the door on my way to the office. She grabbed my crotch and said, “Oh no you don’t, mister, you give me a proper kiss.” “Sorry, sweetie,” I said as I turned to pull her into me. I put one hand on her ass and the other on the back of her head as I kissed her deeply. I squeezed her ass and felt her let out a soft moan into my mouth as we kissed. I pulled my face away from hers just enough to stare into her beautiful blue eyes. I swear she had the...
I will be 56 next month and I've been a widower for just under two years now. My wife had been ill for five years before she passed away. I loved her and was okay with the fact that my sex life had ended with her illness. It was difficult sometimes though, because at the time I was only 49 and not ready to call it quits, sexually. Anyway, to make a long story short, my wife of 30 years passed away and I was left alone to fend for myself. Over the years my wife and I hadn't gone out of our...