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We became friends at the workplace, and after a few weeks she invited me to a new downtown Mall. I met her in the multi-level garage and took a cue from her to get our first kiss out of the way in the elevator rising up to street level. After shopping for awhile, we headed back out, and once again in the elevator, we took part in a hotter kiss and a bit of groping about. Later that week, we met at another Mall, but never made it inside, because after necking a bit in her small car, she slid down her shorts and we had sex. We finally met again at her apartment and after some bedroom sex, we later had sex all over her apartment. As time went along, she took doggy style near a picture win

We met in grade school when she moved into the community; 3 years younger than me but she was a cutie. I saw her grow up. I moved to the East Coast for military duty, and years later met up during a visit back home. We met up at the Fire Station Annual Fund Raiser just as the original Covid wave broke. We talked like old sweet hearts, just like we were teens riding the same school bus again. Just before the meeting broke, she asked me what I had thought about being gone from the community so long? I told her I thought about her long beautiful blonde hair and the teenage fantasy I made about her. She laughed and said, "what was (is) it?", in a voice that asked for truth. I sucked in my

My girlfriend's Mother was holding it all together pretty well for her age of 52. She had been a nurse for 30 years so her hips, ass and waist had only recently showed a little spread; her legs were still fit, firm and she had the bigger thighs that I really like on a woman. She looked like the best looking Andrews Sister from years ago, and dressed sharply because her husband always liked her that way (he had passed peacefully about 10 years before). She was sparky, full of sass, and I would catch her staring at me from time to time. Her daughter was tall, lythe, cute but never got the bust her Mother carried. Both of them were raised as a little Catholic girls, but learned the ways of t

When I was in college, I dated a sorority girl who's members had a secret hand signal they'd give each other if they had sex on a date. It was that 'sister to sister' bullshit that was demanded. Like everyone at that age I was horny and on for it. So was the girl I dated, and I found some way to bang her at least every other day. She was always flashing the signal to her sisters! As I moved on from college, just to be selfish, if I had sex with a girl, I had her make the Secret Signal. I also explained, good times or bad, it tied us together for some happy moments. If I threw out the 'the show me signal', they had to respond.

I met a girl, Karen, who I was head over heels for and we

My SO is a secure professional woman and we have been together 12 years. From day one we had 'heat' in our physical attraction, and we worked on having a great sex life, and quite frankly, worked on producing orgasms for her. She doesn't share too much with her prior sisters in law but she had one favorite, and girls do chat. She had made it plain we fuck, a lot, and that she climaxes like a damn choo choo train. During a holiday visit, she had told the closer of ex sis's (Carolyn), I had fucked her twice before the day's just recent breakfast. How, I had just rubbed her ass as she got up, followed her to the bathroom, grabbed a hand full of hair, and pushed her up against the sink, and

My sister in law and her hubby was visiting my new townhome for Christmas. Both her kids were off with college friends, and her husband was a cold fish, more interest in landscaping his house that taking care of his wife needs. Christmas 'Carol' had went to the beauty shop, gotten a 'full do' and was looking good. We all were going through bottles of wine pretty quick, and Carol popped off that instead of me pounding another bottle of wine "maybe I should pound her." Everybody laughed but it made my dick get hard as I saw an opportunity for a quick fix. My wife had joked at Carol's horse previously, that she was too tired to help with the group cooking, because I had been on/off her all

I met a woman who's picture should probably be in the dictionary right next to the term MILF. She was a darker looks brunette, who's ass had started to spread a little, but had perfect breasts and always fully made up. Makeup and clothes always matched the social situation. I employed her first college age daughter part time in my new business Office, so I got to see her a good bit. I say new Office, because I had just built a new building, but my old Office building was still standing. I still did a lot of architecture work design there due to its room for graphing boards, etc.

I invited the part time daughter and Mother out for pizza after a work Friday, but the girl had a date, so th

I wasn't a 'player' in college but I had two steady girl friends; sometimes on with one, then on with the other. The thing I concentrated on was becoming a good stud, and pleasing my two partners. This was pre-Aides, so sex was safer and not everyone has sex in high school, so there were girls/boys who were learning the ropes about good sex. I took time to notice what girls were willing to give up and what the situations were needed for them to give it up.

A few years later in the real, business world, there was a married woman I got chummy with daily basis as our pathed crossed at work, and she was looking for 'a little discrete excitement on the side'. I soon she discovered she had onl

There's State Park not to far from where I attended college, and I solo camped there quite a bit while I was a student. There was a natural bridge back in there, and I only took my serious girls up for that hike. The first one I went with was really enthused and by the time we got to the trails end, she pulled me down by a particular bush, and screwed like Eve first and last day on Earth. I had heard from a girl friend of a girl friend that was her plan, and I drug it out as long as possible.

Five years later, I made the move on a pending divorcee, who wanted to get outside out of town, so I didn't even make it fully up the trail, till I slipped my hands up her blouse, then down in her

Sometime in my life, I had the best fuck of my life, but I can't remember it. As I looked back shortly after this episode, I'm sure it happened but I can only place this one in the rank.

It was New Years eve on a Saturday, and I as a Supervisor had to cover a second shift at the computer shop. This made 80 hours in the week, but I put my sports jacket and tie back on and decided to swing by the Corporate Eve party downtown. I walked in at 11 pm and nodded to a couple of people I knew but then noticed one of my employees I had hired last year standing by the coat check room. Now this girl is drop dead gorgeous; imagine a mini version of the Linda Carter's Wonder Woman; she's 34-20-33,

The Forester's posting shocked me up, and popped into my head my incident with the Devil Dog.

Back when I was a teenager, tromping the woods, creeks, and river back wash areas was all I had for entertainment having to live out 'in the sticks'. I was taught to hunt and fish, and regularly started doing this on my own at 9 years of age. As you get older, you hunt bigger game, carry bigger guns, and want more challenges. I always loved to go way back in the woods, to any place that the Old Timers thought were scary, and was still in existence. Bare in mind, the further you walked back in these places, the further you had to walk back out, and the sun only stays up so long. Lots of trips o