Mature Porn Stories Page 424
Dorothy sat on her knees looking around at Oz. The lush green grass, the bright blue sky and the glimmer of the gold road was all that she had remembered. Memories of her journey through Oz with the Scarecrow, Tinman and Cowardly Lion came flashing back. The memory of the city of Oz, the wicked witch and her castle and the munchkins filled her heart with joy that she hadn't felt in such a long time.
As she stood up Dorothy realized she was in a part of Oz she had never seen before. She walked up to the yellow brick road and stood in the middle of it looking up one way and then down the othe... Continue»
Tuesday afternoon, a friend calls to tell me that he is just a few miles from my workplace. I tell him that I can leave early, if he would like to meet me at the local sex shop. He agrees and we meet. I find me a new glass dildo and we leave. We decide that we will go to one of the local parks by the river.
We get to the parking lot and we get out of our cars. Once there, we begin to walk to the river. Walking away from where any other folk may be close. There's a tree that had been washed up from last years flood. We sit there and chat a bit, until I looked at him and smiled with a... Continue»
I couldn't help notice when my boss walked past. My eyes were instantly drawn to her long smooth legs under her slim-fitted pencil skirt, then up to her round, juicy ass, then further up to her large, perky breasts concealed behind her tight, low-cut blouse and finally to her gorgeous face. Ms Jessica Reyland was older than me; she was in her late thirties while I was only just twenty-five. I had always wanted a sexual experience with an older woman, the thought had always turned me on; I often had to cover up my erection while fantasising about her at work.
She smiled seductively at me as ... Continue»
I had been doing back to back sessions lately, playing pedal steel and six string for a lot of artists. I worked on an album for this new singer named Bobby Riggs, who was being touted by some of the music people in Nashville as a possible next big sensation in the C & W biz.
I had worked several long, hard days on his sessions, and during that time we had sort of become friends. He was a down-home dude who grew up dirt poor and only recently had a taste of fame and fortune, pretty modest though it was at this point. Still, he was no longer living in a tar paper shack at the end of a dirt r... Continue»
This really does follow on from the story I wrote about Caroline, the wayward wife. I only found out a lot later through conversation with a neighbour that there had been this other chap who used to visit the house, usually after 11pm and on occasions, the car would draw up silently (we lived on a hill) around 5:30am…
Anyway as I said “the gloves are off now” so on one Sunday a couple of weeks later, I left relatively late in the afternoon and drove back to my job as Project Manager at a well know holiday resort in the UK. Knowing what was going off behind my back left me a little peeved t... Continue»
Chap. II - Bio love - "All petticoats
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After my first experience with Mireille who had perfect my education in the field of lovemaking, I began to assiduously courting the girls my age. I soon realized that there was now a gap between their desires, their desires of young girls and what I expected of them myself. But what I want you cracking up for an almost infinite number of faces, pairs of buttocks also.
Men are often characterized by a disproportionate ego, and in terms of fem... Continue»
A cloudy sky blanketed Malibu; the clouds threatened to break open at any moment. I lay in my Reflection hammock, watching the sky and listened as the waves crashed onto the shore with a dangerous vengeance. My daughter and I never missed Reflection day at the end of each month. It had been hard not to push my beliefs off onto my daughter as I raised her, but I had managed to let her find her own way in life. However, Reflection day is something she and I both agreed on. It's an important day for us because it was a day for us to Reflect upon the important things in our life, upon the mistakes... Continue»
I’d made the mistake of booking a two week holiday at an English seaside resort, mostly because I hate flying, but that’s by the by.
After three days of damp grey weather, and no discoverable night-life, I’d talked to the woman at reception, with whom I would have liked to spend a lot more time. She was gorgeous, but she didn’t seem to respond to my feeble chatup lines, and instead said I should book a tour of the nearby Stately Home. Not really my scene, but it would get me in out of the weather. About a dozen of us were paraded round one grand room after another, and I dawdled behind look... Continue»
It’s All About the Panties
Could It Get Any Better?
Boy was I in a great mood. It lasted for days and both Mom and Britney noticed. Mom asked a number of times if I was alright. Oh yeah! I sure was! She couldn’t put her finger on it. She knew I was different somehow, but she didn’t know why.
I didn’t really see Linda for about a week. I think we were both being cautious to try and avoid suspicion, at least I know I was. She did give me one quick “I would so like to fuck you” glance while I was mowing the lawn and she had just gotten home from work. She... Continue»
When I first met my ex, she lived in another state...We carried on phone conversations for quit awhile b4 I actually went to see her or before she actually came and stayed with me...Even then it was 3 months before we finally had sex on January 12th, 1994 when she came to stay with me one weekend...I'll never forget, because when I went to go down on her she didnt know what to do...When I started licking her pussy she at first tried to pull me up, but I wouldnt stop...That was the first pussy I had in three years, and I love licking pussy, probably more than actually fucking it...It wasnt long... Continue»
Do you remember the grandfather in the movie "Little Miss Sunshine?" At one point, the old man advises his grandson to "fuck a lot of girls," as if that was the secret to happiness in life. Well, when I was young, that's exactly what I did; I fucked a lot of girls. I won't claim that most of them were goddesses. Back then, I had a friend who advised me that 'you have to lower your standards if you want to lower your drawers,' and that's what I did. I had sex with ugly girls, I had sex with fat girls, I had sex with sluts, I even had sex with a cute but sorta plump cousin. I had sex with lots o... Continue»
Jean, his mother's younger s****r, arrived at the house bright and early on Saturday morning.
"Hi squirt," she said. Rick didn't resent the slam it was a nickname she had given him when he was born. At the time, she was six and thought the name was cute. They had always been closer than most nephews and aunts, with a typical little girl thought process she felt it was her duty to help take care of him. "Hi Jean," his mother and he said in unison. "What's up?" his mother added.
"Don't you two remember, you promised to help me take some furniture out to the storage shed at Mom and Dad's fa... Continue»
It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn’t fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.
I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV.
“Where are you going to put the TV?” I heard his father ask.
“I don’t know, but I don’t want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the bac... Continue»
There is this woman I know that has popped up numerous times in my dreams and fantasies. She frequents my workplace and usually happen to see her about once a week if I am fortunate. This woman is in her fifties, I would say fifty five or so and me being twenty four, its quite an age gap between us. Everything about her radiates with sexual energy. I have seen this on a woman many times, usually older women for some reason, but this woman takes it to a new level for me.
She has long black hair that is usually done up in some sexy way. She often wears revealing shirts that reveal quite... Continue»
Introduction *** ***
Tell me if the translation is too poor and i will stop bother you
Unnecessary and presumptuous, that's what I would have thought of the idea of talking about myself, or worse, write a bit of my story. Yet if you read this far, I would have taken the plunge.
I do not party of the rich, nor powerful, nor even of those who were lucky enough to have an unusual life.
My life has nothing interesting except for the various loves, dating, passion I have known. This is my field of adventure for me, no need to go into the jungle, the steppes, I ventured i... Continue»
I was in my final year of high school. I was on the cheerleader squad and getting ready for college. I was just under five foot tall and did not weigh a hundred pounds. I had long black hair and big blue eyes.
My mom and granny had always told me to be nice to men and they will reward you. Always be nice to men and give them what they want and they will treat you right.
I went over to my friends house one day, we were out of school and I had nothing to do. Her granddad opened the door and invited me in. His name was Bill, he was tall like about six foot six and large. He had a buddy o... Continue»
By the time the weekend drew near, I had already gotten a few things in place, all that was required now was a little luck in bringing everything together, along with tempting her into doing what I hope I could get her to do in order to make everything work. There was certainly an element of risk involved, not to mention needing to get Darrel out of the way at some point in order to do so. But as luck would have it, that opportunity came when Darrel came home Friday waving two tickets for a Saturday baseball game he'd been given at work. As neither my mother nor myself enjoyed baseball, though... Continue»
My Mum and Dad have been divorced for a while now and my dad moved out and now lives with his girlfriend not too far from where we live.
I live at home with my mum and my younger b*****r Liam.
A few months back me, my mum and my b*****r went on holiday to Turkey for a week.
We got a cheap deal on a 5 star resort and when we arrived it was really nice it had everything really.
My Mum just wanted to relax by the pool and read her books and work on her tan,
while me and my little b*****r just fooled around in the pool.
After a few days i started to get a little bored because i d... Continue»
I'll be the first one to admit, I didn't much care for my stepfather. Although I had recently turned eighteen, I still had a few months before graduation, and then after that I was seriously considering entering into the service for the simple reason of moving out and getting away from a man I despised and had always disapproved of.
Ever since they had gotten married, he and I had been at odds over nearly everything, which had also included a great deal of favoritism over his daughter who was a year older than I was, but thankfully was living on campus at a dorm he was also paying for, so ... Continue»
Quiet some time passed before Bill and I were alone again and I longed to feel his hot cock in my pussy. I eagerly listened to him and mom fucking which seemed to be on an almost nightly basis lately. A time or two I even heard them early in the morning before they took off for work. It made me so hot to listen to his deep voice, obviously instructing her on what to do although I couldn't quite make out the words. Occasionally I'd get lucky and they'd leave the door open so I could sneak down the hall and listen intently while I fingered my soaking snatch and pinched my pink nipples.
I kne... Continue»