I was young. I mean 27 - 14 young.

It was summertime and I was down at the docks fishing for the day.
I literally caught nothing, but a good tan.
Around noontime, a man (black and thin) in his late 20’s approached me and asked how the fishing was. We bantered back and forth for a while and he seemed really cool. Before I knew it, he asked me if I wanted to hang out at his place and that he had some weed.

I thought, “sure, I love free weed”

He drives me back to his house and offers me a drink of iced tea. I sit on the couch and he lights a big fat joint. I’m loving it, the weed was good. A few minutes later he turns on the TV and pops in a porn tape.
I loved (love) porn and I was super stoned. After a while, I find myself vegging out and he leans over to me to show me a por

I met her when she was 17. She was a referral from a friend, his neighbors daughter.
She came to the apartment where my girlfriend and I lived to babysit. Being divorced, I had partial custody of my twins, they were 7.

Call it twisted, perverted, whatever you like, but I can still remember walking up the stairs behind her. Her scent was like flowers and her ass was absolutely perfect. She was cute as could be, literally the girl next door. She was in cheer at Highschool and had a tight body.

She babysat for my kids until they were old enough to be left alone. Then again after my second wife gave me two children. Fast forward 9 years and my wife and I asked her to be our nanny to our five and 6 year olds. At 25, she was having trouble finding work as a teacher. So she agreed to ta

It was a normal summer day at work and I was asked to drive out to see a client about a security system.
I ring the doorbell and a 40year old blonde haired woman answers the door. She dressed in sweatpants and is cleaning the house. She lights up when she sees me and invites me in.
I did my usual routine and leave.
The next day I get an email from the same lady. She apologizes about the house, blah blah blah. But then tells me she normally doesn’t dress like that and sends me a picture of herself all dolled up.
The conversations continue until she invites me back to her house again. We walk into the guest bedroom and I start kissing her. My hands runs down her sides, caressing her breasts, down to her perfectly round ass.
I remember kissing her neck as my hand pressed against her