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Ramblings of an Old Man – Part 10 “Oh Maggie, Maggie-Mai…”

As an old man, in my seventies, who has been given the nod by my doctors that my days are numbered, I spend a lot of time looking back at my life. Recalling what I have done and achieved. Regretting the things I should have done and did not do. I do not suppose for a moment this is unusual, but when it happens to you, it takes it out of you, initially at least. I never planned on these thoughts going public. It was just a few scrappy notes for my own consumption. The ramblings of an old man, as it were. But one of the individuals concerned saw those notes. They thought that others may identify with some of the situations and suggested I tidy them up into a story and post them …

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If the Trees Could Speak: Part I

We glide across the city in the silver pickup with the bass thumping in the moonlit summer night. I wriggle my bottom slowly and purposefully letting the sheer flimsy thong drop to my ankles. I subtly watch my latest catch whose pale blonde hair shimmers like stardust under the flashes of street lights. But its sheen is no match for the deep mahogany eyes that only seek impending gratification. I swallow the lump of bitterness knowing that I could never have someone like that. Hookers aren’t meant for love. The city buildings gradually fall away to miles of forest and swampland. My heart gives a panicky jolt: clients never take me this far. I squint at the passing highway signs trying to figure out how to get home …just in case. “So, uh, where we …

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The Carnival Pt. 6

I returned to my portable bedroom to freshen up before heading out for a hot card game with Joe, Carmen, and her daughters. Almost half hour had passed as I strode over to Corrine and Carla’s over sized trailer. I was about thirty yards away when I heard Joe ranting and raving. He was loud and very animated as I could see shadows of his arms waving, and him walking back and forth by the living room window. It appeared that Joe and Carmen were having a few marital issues as well. I hesitated and had second thoughts of continuing. Just then Joe flew out the door, hopped in his truck and drove off. In his anger he didn’t even notice I was there. Maybe that was for the better. Perhaps the game for tonight …

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Discipline a Rebel Will Never Forget

The chains and spikes on Dereks leather jacket clinked loudly and abnoxiously as he waltzed down the hallway in his school. He was a senior in high school, but at this point he saw no reason to graduate, having a broken family and working at a mechanics shop after school. He wa paid pretty good money, but knew that he couldn’t keep the job forever. As Derek passed a large plexi-glass window on his left, he slowed down and looked in. Behind the glass at a desk was a fairly old secretary filing her nails through her bi-focals. The phone rang and she dropped the filer on the desk and picked up the reciever and began talking cheerily through it to the person on the other end. Derek looked passed her at the door. “Ms. …

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TWO SUBURBAN LADIES AT A SEMINAR

Extreme disappointment was the best way to describe how Carol felt when she learnt on checking in that she had to share a room with another woman – Anne, whom she had never met before. Over a cup of tea Anne seemed friendly enough and very interested in comparing notes on the differences in their respective lifestyles. Carol a separated lady in her late 40’s, with a grown up family and Anne in her mid 30’s, fitted the traditional suburban wife role with two children at home. Carol, a statuesque and even voluptuous brunette, tallish, with wonderful legs and hips, set off by fine, high cheekbones and a cultured speaking voice, could not help thinking how dowdy Anne’s general appearance and dress sense was. Featureless uninteresting, inexpensive clothes and practical flat shoes, which gave no …

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The Retirees Club (20)

A couple of days after our weekly blow-fest, I joined the guys at the pool tables after my gym time. After a couple of rounds, Tom told me that he’d come out as bi to his family. “How did that go over?” “Aw, I shoulda known they’d be ok with it. My daughter said I’d been happier for the last year or so, she didn’t know if it was my new place or my friends, but it looks like it was the friends – just not how she thought. But she was happy for me.” “And your sons? You have two, right?” “Both of them chuckled. I didn’t know what they thought was funny, but Jack explained. They had found some gay porn of mine when they were teens, so they weren’t surprised either. And …

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CLICK — CLICK — CLICK…!

There is religious material in this story…} …A big Yellow taxi pulls up…, after paying the fare the door opens and Sally exits, very sexy legs make their appearance…a short dress showing thighs…Blonde hair styled short appears above the car door. …rising…, Sally leaves the cab…closing the cab door. …She took care to keep her hem in place; taking pity on the men standing outside hospital emerge smoking. Sally knows her looks can take a man-s breath away. …She wears a black dress with the hem-line a few inches above the knee. Two shades of black vertical lines running the full length of her dress. Two of these lines truncate from her throat to her beasts exposing a black lace bra…, and a strong hint of cleavage. …Sally wears a string of Black Alaskan diamonds …

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Being Jim Ch.6 Lessons of Life pt4

Author’s note: I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both for ease in posting and for reader consumption. That said… I hope you enjoy this long winded tale. It is a true story, all of this really did happen. Life is a tapestry, a cloth woven of many different threads that create the whole. This story is a thread, one of many, contributing to the waft and weave that is the Whole cloth, …

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My Arab mom

In the quiet, suburban neighborhood where she had lived for the past decade, Zara was known for her warm smile and the meticulous care she took of her garden. Each morning, she’d don her hijab and gloves, stepping outside to greet the dew-kissed flowers with a gentle spray from her watering can. Her son, Khalid, had long outgrown the need for her constant attention, but she never ceased to marvel at the man he had become. Tall and broad-shouldered, with a gentle nature that belied his fierce protectiveness, he was the pride of her heart and desire of her loins. After seeing him stroke his cock in the shower and release 16 long, hot, rich, creamy ropes of cum from his 10 inch cock fully erect as he whispered “Oh Mom swallow it all, I …

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THE CANDY STRIPER

Ivory DuBois lay in drug induced haze as a low moan gurgled from deep in his chest do to the unbelievable pain that racked his injured body. “Ohhhhhhhhhhh!” he groaned softly while trying to get his bearings. “W-where am I???” “You’re in County General Hospital, Mr. DuBois, my name is Mary Vance, I’m your night nurse.” “What happened to me?” he asked in a groggy voice. “You were in a head on collision, you’re lucky to even be alive,” the nurse replied while checking his vitals. “Ohhhhh, I hurt all over!” he moaned. “Well, you should hurt all over,” she answered while filling in his chart, “two broken legs and arms will do that to you.” “Y-you’re kidding me,” he stammered as the gravity of the situation overtook him. “I’m afraid not,” she replied a …

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young pokerfun; first trophy

Had some good feedback thankyou, but if your not into young sex don’t read on this is my story im writeing it to get it off my chest so if you don’t like it read something else. read part 1 so you know. Part 2; I learn how to please with my hands and mouth. I kissed granddad goodnight and went over to frank, come here my little trophy girl, with this he picked me up into his arms and I wrapped my legs around his body. He cupped one hand under my bum placing his middle finger along my wet slit and started carrying me to his room. All of granddads special friends got a room on the second floor in the west wing of the large house/guest house the center of the house …

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My Aunt teaches me – 5 The Sperm Bank

For those who have not read the firxst partrs, I am a young boy, adopted by his Aunt, who with her companions keep me as a sex-toy. Now read on . . . The days following Tara’s party were unlike any other I could remember. Although my routine was to all intents and purposes unchanged, there was an air of expectation around, as if all the women expected something to happen, brought about by my success in the sperming competition at the party. About a week afterwards, this came true. The morning was a normal one. We had all woken to a bright morning, and I was in my usual state. I had one of Sharji’s fat nipples plugged into my mouth, and I was quietly suckling her warm breast-milk. Maria was astride me, with …

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A house full of PUSSY

A House full of PUSSY ….(“…do we have enough time?”) …..Those were the words I loved to hear. We’d have to hurry so we didn’t get caught. I loved the way she said them breathlessly in my ear. That meant she was horny and she wanted a quick fuck. We had done this before and we were good at it. We could fuck standing up very fast. She was a moaner and she would bury her mouth in my neck and muffle her moans. I loved her breathing hard with those sexy moans. ….. She had already excited herself and was now ready to risk a much needed fuck she wanted. She needed a lot of affection and now was getting it. ….. Running my fingers across her back in passing would make her gasp …

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How I Became Bart’s Girl

It was late August 2006 when I met him at a mountain top café. He found me online, I don’t know how or where, but I have thanked God for it everyday since. We had been chatting for weeks and I was anxious to finally meet him. When I first looked into his eyes, little did I know I was looking at the man who would change my life, make it more fulfilled and bring me more pleasure and ecstasy that I ever dreamed possible. Things started slow, we only met for lunch on Fridays and spoke on the phone maybe once a week, other than that we had no contact with one another. After about 3 months of Friday lunch dates he finally kissed me. I can still remember the first time I felt …

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Milf (1)

Milf (1) It was getting to be too much. Why on earth didn’t they just sell the house when they inherited it instead of moving in. This was an elite housing estate and we had no room for working class louts like them. The constant noise when the parents were at work was getting be just too much, and now it was the holiday period I would have to put up with it all day, every day. Finally I just exploded. I jumped up off my sun bed and stormed over to the fence. “Could you please keep the noise down.” I shouted, “Have you no respect for other people.” “Oh err, yes sorry.” The younger brother said, obviously trying to stop himself from laughing. I was fuming. I turned my back to them and …

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Play Ball!

Play Ball! Since it’s that time of year again, baseball season, I recalled an erotic memory… A number of years ago, when our sons were younger, I coached youth baseball. I love baseball and my wife Nora strongly suggested that I coach our boys when they started playing. I had played baseball in high school and college. I was initially hesitant, but once I got involved, it was great. I guess it paid off too as all of my boys went on to play College baseball and were 4 year starters. At the time, Nora was in her mid-forties. She was an attractive brunette, five foot three inches tall, with an average build and shoulder length dark brown hair. She had a nice ass and had a sexy look. It was July 2007 and my …

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Favorite Aunt

Miserable Aunt My marriage wasn’t much of one. It felt more like a partnership than a marriage. I was on the road a lot to make ends meet and my wife was working part time, being homemaker and raising our daughter. Needless to say, we both were pretty miserable without being able to spend much time together. Then the unthinkable happened. While traveling through Kansas toward a South Carolina destination, I got a call from my sister that no sister should have to make. My wife and daughter perished in a car wreck caused by a drunk driver. I thought I was living a lonely life before but now….well, it got worse. When I would go back to the house, it felt empty, dead and hard to stay. So I kept a few mementos’, cleaned …

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For my Son

I had always done my best to be a good mother for my son. Being a single mom, that meant that I had to work extra hard, but I did it happily. I managed to take good care of him, and even got him into a good school. But that might have ended up doing more harm than good. Many of the other kids picked on him or shunned him because of our financial circumstances. One boy in particular was exceptionally cruel, Rodger Anderson. He both verbally and physically bullied my son, and because his parents were very rich, the school rarely punished him. One day I decided enough was enough. I went to his house and rang his doorbell. When he answered the door he smiled at me, “Hey there stranger, come on in.” …

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NEW BABY

Pamela Link unlocked the door to her luxurious Park Ave. apartment and ushered the nervous eighteen year old blonde inside the foyer. “From now on this will be your new home,” Pam said while leading Angela into the gigantic living room. “So, what do you think?” “I-I think it’s the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen,” the young girl replied softly. “I’m glad you like it,” Pam replied genially. “But it doesn’t really matter what you like, does it?” “No,” Angela replied with her eyes cast down. “We might as well get something straight right now,” Pam said evenly. “When you address me, you may call me ma’am, mistress, or mommy.” “Is that clear?” “Yes, ma’am,” Angela quickly replied. “And the same goes for Mr. Link,” she went on. “Either sir or daddy.” “I understand, …

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Lingerie Shopping

My boyfriend’s birthday is coming up soon and I wanted to wear something sexy for him so I went out shopping for an outfit for dinner and some sexy lingerie for after. I really enjoy shopping and I was having fun hitting different stores in search of the perfect outfit. Once I’d found a sexy looking blue dress with a very short skirt. I tried the dress on and loved the way it hugged my body. The dress was tight but in a good way, it made my tits squeeze together just right showing lots of cleavage, and the way it stretched around my hips and ass was perfect. Now that I had my outfit I decided it was time to head to a lingerie store. I was in a great mood, I felt like …

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