Older Male / Female

In the last memoirs of moi, Charity Jones, the search for the dreaded summer job had reached it’s first hurdle; I am a sex magnet. To be fair, if I hadn’t insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldn’t have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes ; with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that I quit my burgeoning career in babysitting. It was still early July, so I still...

Author’s note: Hey everyone, this is my first sex story so any feedback would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading! I hated going to the doctor. I never trusted those guys. They think they know everything but more often than not they don’t! I had avoided our family doctor’s surgery for years. However this chest infection was not going away by itself and I realised I was going to need some prescription medicine. “Miss Jones, I haven’t seen you in years” welcomes Dr. Adams as I enter his surgery. “How you’ve… grown” he adds gingerly, clearing his throat. Now 21, I...

This is the story of a rich man and his lust for young females and the lengths he will go to, to satisfy his needs including violence. Please feel free to comment on my stories. All comments both positive and negative are welcome or feel free to email me with your comments or ideas for stories on [email protected]. A Rich Man’s World There is something pretty special about being rich! I found this out rather later in life than I would have liked when I happened to buy a lottery ticket with the last £2 I had in the world. My...

Hi! My name is Lucy. I have long, blonde hair that frames my face and green eyes. I come from a very religious family –Mormon in fact –so I am very (or was) very naïve and innocent. I was sitting on my bed on Sunday afternoon reading the Book of Mormon while the rest of my family was off visiting a family friend. I didn’t hear anyone enter the house but there was suddenly a man there, knocking on my open bedroom door. I recognized him from church. “Hey Lucy! Is your father home? He told me to stop by and...

Debbie lived in a tough section of Philadelphia; she was a teenager, but had become well-versed in matters of sex from early in her upbringing. Today she was attending her summer school class- she needed to retake American history in order to get her grade up. As usual Debbies hormones were raging-she slipped into the girls room before class and masturbated until she reached two climaxes. Todays class was being held in the computer room, and the teacher M. B was going around checking each students progress on their program. He was helping a student at the terminal in front of...

Author’s note: Like the other Challenge stories, this takes place in the same year. If you read part 6, Bob was in Miami for a quick visit. This story begins during the same Miami trip. There are a couple of cameos of minor characters from previous Challenge stories. Obviously the special resort in the Bahamas is here too. Themes throughout this story include: aunt/nephew, uncle/niece, mom/son, and light father/daughter. When I say “light” I mean mentions of sex, alluding to it happening, cut scenes etc. I don’t feel fully comfortable writing a dad/daughter theme story. So I have it taking place...

I have always had a thing for older men. I always liked the thought of having one for myself, but never was able to find someone who would date a younger woman. This was until I met Jonathon. Jon worked at a violin shop, making and selling his work. He was not tall, nor was he short. He had a nice frame and a beautiful face. Jon was working the day I came to his shop. I asked him to give me a tour of the place. He stopped his work and led me around the building. While walking with him...

It had taken me hours to fall asleep after what I had seen that night. My mind was reeling, a swirling storm of emotions. I had watched my friends father - a man I had secretly admired for years - come into our room at night during our weekly sleep over and molest our other unconscious friend as she slept. I had seen my first real cock. I had witnessed my first sexual assault. I had seen cum for the first time, watching as his thick cock had spurted it on my friends unconscious face. I spent the next few hours...

The intruder By: Patrick Augello It's Wednesday. The worst day of the week. Also known as the day where I make the twenty minute drive with my step mother, Lisa, up to Dr. Levinowitz's office to discuss my problems. After the incident, my injuries, along with the medical bills and stress, wrenched my family apart. My biological mother committed suicide after seeing her precious daughter's mangled face. Well, mangled body really. She couldn't handle the emotional pain, so she took it upon herself to drink half a bottle of bleach followed by a handle of vodka. Lisa is a great woman...

The stripper parted her legs right in front of my face and in the glow of the seedy club I could make out a little dribble of juice at the entrance to her pussy. I wished she was spreading for me but she was looking at the big construction worker type next to me. It was amateur night at the local strip club and the guy making her pussy drip was one of the “audience judges”. I stayed around for the next girl but was so horny I couldn’t take it any more. I made my way to the bar with...