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What started out as simple fantasies have now become more of an obsession. I love women - I know, we all do - but I love to watch them; big, small, fat or thin. Any colour any race, I love to watch them all!

I guess it all started even before puberty hit. I’m sure that it was still sexual even at that time, but I can remember watching my teacher as she moved about the classroom, her dress billowing as she strode purposefully through the column’s of desks and chairs and every now and then I would catch a glimpse of leg or thigh. I was too young then to even know what an erection was, but I clearly recall the tingling feeling that these observations would leave in the pit of my stomach. As I passed through puberty and into my teens the feelings still remained close to me. I looked at the catalogues that my mother bought. Not just at the lingerie section but all of the pages; shoes, stockings, jewellery - just any chance to look at pictures of women.
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It started out innocently enough. But then, doesn’t it always? It was Monday afternoon and I was in the back yard pulling weeds.

“Hey, Mrs. Carter.”

I turned in the direction of the voice and saw Bobby Campfield walking along the path that separated my yard from West Valley Park.

“Hi, Bobby,” I shot back. “How are you doing?”

Bobby came to a stop by my back gate and smiled. “I’m doing ok, I guess.”

“What do you mean, ‘I guess?’ Is something wrong?”
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She was 73, I was 37. The planning of what I am about to explain has been in the making for years. It all started last year and has been going on almost everyday since then.

Her name is Elnora and she is the Grandmother of my wife. She isn’t very tall or a full figured women, but what she does have is… well you will just have to read on a little more to find out for yourself.

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The woman with my mother was in her late forties and dressed in a smart black jacket and skirt, sheer black stockings and patent leather black shoes. She was wearing a white blouse buttoned to the neck. Her short dark hair looked stiff with lacquer. I suppose one could say that she was handsome. Mother said, “Debra’s a barrister.”

She looked at me with a smile and then to Mother, “What a good looking young man; you must be very proud of him.” Mother replied that she was. Debra announced that she was about to leave and hoped that she’d see me again. They went to the front door together and as they kissed each other’s cheeks, I heard them whisper.
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What an incredible weekend I had just prior to my 40th birthday…let me tell you all about it!!

My husband and I have dabbled in swinging for several years. We have enjoyed several exciting sexual adventures together and this was one of the very best. Our good friend Marty called my husband, Chris, and told him that he had tickets for a NFL game in a nearby city. Chris said he’d love to go but hated to leave me for the weekend. I suggested that I go with him and we could party with Marty the night before the game and perhaps even indulge in a bit of post-game celebration! Chris ran the idea by Marty and got an enthusiastic response.
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This was a short event in my life, but very memorable never-the-less. It revolved around my then girlfriend’s mom, which - I hear all the cries - is not an advisable choice for a quick conquest normally. However, this one just happened, and I had too much fun to even consider thinking badly of myself or my actions. Anyway, this was not the reason for our break-up, so who cares?

My girlfriend’s mom is a bitch. A woman with a hide thicker than a rhino’s, and that’s no exaggeration. You get those people in life, the ones who just don’t see anyone else besides themselves. Her name is Tarryn, and physically she’s quite good looking, if one doesn’t mind a well-fleshed, curvy, middle-aged lady. I love them. Not too fat, but, well, well-rounded. The thing that got me going was Tarryn’s tendency to sit on a chair with one foot on the ground, the other on the chair, knee pointing upwards. She often used to do this while wearing a dress and watching tv. I guess that I was not seen as a guy to be careful around because I was going out with her daughter, so the fact that her skirt lifted up did not concern Tarryn, if she even noticed. I didn’t say anything either, because I was having a great conversation with Tarryn whilst ogling her white cotton panties, pubic hair sprouting round the edges.
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Elevator Dreams

I’m flattered by the many nice and inspiring responses of the stories I wrote so far. Many are from men, some of women. I’ve received one from a woman of my own age. She is, just like me, a fat black old woman. We’ve started a chat session and she told me about a young white man, who lives in the same apartment building. I encouraged her to write down her fantasy about him. She asked me if I could edit it for her and permitted me to submit it with my other stories. Here it is!
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A fat black old woman story: I should have known better.

Yes, I should have known better going into that dark, desolate alley by evening, just to take a shortcut home. It was stupid because the save way home was just a 10 minutes longer walk. But sometimes I don’t understand myself and do such stupid things like this. And this is the result, an fat black woman of 63, standing here with mixed emotions in that dark, desolate alley, her blouse unbuttoned, her large boobs hanging out of her big bra, her skirt around her ankles, her underpants torn and sperm of two horny young white men dripping out of her fat black pussy. And what’s more shaming was my behaviour in this. Let me tell you about it.
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Sitting here thinking now, I wonder what possessed us to do what we did. Admittedly, Diane has always been a lot more adventurous than I, but I didn’t think that even she would have had the audacity. Diane is my wife of only four years and the story that I’m about to relate took place while we were on a walking holiday a few weeks ago.

I have to be honest and say that two weeks of walking around the countryside, no matter how pretty the scenery, would not have been my first choice of holiday destination. I’m much more of an indoor type, but as I’ve said, Diane is far more adventurous. She’s a lot fitter than me and at nearly six feet, is also much taller. The only thing I was really looking forward to was seeing her long, sexy legs revealed by her tight shorts and walking boots as we hiked.
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A Bachelor Party: Dee’s 1st Gangbang

It all started as an innocent bachelor party for my brother. My wife Dee helped me set it up, who to invite, food, drinks, & even hired the entertainment (a stripper). On the night of the party she stuck around until the guy’s started to show up. She knew most if them, and flirted a little on the way out. Frank came in as she was leaving and asked where she was going, wasn’t she going to stay and do the strip show for us? The three of us laughed at this as Dee left to spend the evening at a friends house. Little did we know at the time that Dee would be our entertainment and more that night.
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