I frequented a submarine sandwich shop down the road. There was a cute girl who seemed was always there when I came in. She was short and plain looking, but there was something sexy about her. She had fairly big breasts which moved freely under her uniform top. Her ass was shapely, filling out from her slender waist. Her hair was a reddish brown, framing her face. She said hello and I ordered my sandwich. To my surprises she asked me for a ride home. I had been in the shop enough so she must have trusted me. I said I’d be glad to. It was near closing time and I waited until she locked up the… 続きを読む

I took a walk almost every day in the woods that surrounded my house. I lived far out in a cabin I had built when I retired from the army. The only way to get to my cabin was a dirt road that ran off the main road a couple of miles away. There were paths and trails in and out of the woods and I would walk them almost every day. I was on a path when I heard someone cough. I moved off the trail and hid in some bushes near the path. A young woman came into view about a hundred yards down the path. She wasn’t really pretty, but pleasant to look at. I saw she was wearing a tight pair of short shor… 続きを読む

YARA CHRONICLES 2 Strange days have found us Strange days have tracked us down -Doors I had flown in from California two hours ago and the hotel room was already getting to me. I decided to go for a short walk in the November air. The glittering avenues of the monied section of New York beaconed me. The temperature was around freezing an some snowflakes drifted and danced down. I walked several blocks and came to a dingy side street seemingly out of sync with the surrounding meretriciousness , I decided to walk down it awhile. Deja vu swept over me as I recalled a similar walk a cou… 続きを読む

The Yara Chronicles When one thinks of life we think of things we want, but can’t have. Unless we’re lucky or, in reality, not lucky. I have a job that takes me all over the world. I was on this day in the Eastern Europe, in the City of _______. I was encamped in a pricey, but inadequate hotel. The room I was in was confining and bleak. I decided to go out for a walk, even though I did not know the City at all. It was warm out and I walked a steady pace looking for something interesting. I walked from the more modern area of the City to the Old Town, with its cobble-stone streets and… 続きを読む

I'm sweating and my penis is half erect. I see her as I round a bend and she sees me about the same moment. Her face blanches, I guess, out of surprise and fear. I say hello and her hand covers her chest. She says hello. It is a moment frozen in my memory. Feelings of embarrassment fill me along with sexual desire. My penis is at full attention as I help her up and she puts her arm around my shoulder as I put mine around her waist. I feel smell her sweat and something else, something a woman has about her. We make it to her car. She determines she can drive OK and gets in. She thanks me a… 続きを読む

I watch her struggle on the ground. She sits up and reaches down and feels her ankle. I see that her ankle is swollen, even from my vantage point. I see blood on her chin and on her shirt. She starts to turn over and is on her hands and knees. She is crawling back the way she came. I have no idea where she comes from each day. I have been watching her all summer and into this fall. I think, does she have a car parked somewhere? Does someone drop her off? Does she live nearby and run to the path each day? I want to go down and help her, but I am afraid she will see me for what I am. She s… 続きを読む

I wait in a different place, where the path bends and starts downhill. I hide behind two trees that stand next to each other. There is a space between where I see the path well. I imagine if she stopped and looked she could see me.. I feel a choking in my throat as the excitement builds and I hope she will be running past soon. I feel my penis hardening. I reach inside my pants and touch it, feeling the sparks of sexual electricity move through me. She is here now, I can almost feel her as she runs toward me, her breasts bouncing up and down and left and right, her nipples hard. My penis… 続きを読む

I wait every day for her to go by. She never fails. She runs her run and always in the same places. I hide behind a tree, or in the bushes and watch as she goes by. She runs without style, but it just causes her breasts to bounce up and down inside her tight top. She never wears a bra and I can see her long, thick nipples as they strain against the thin material. I am already hard when she comes into view. I dip my hand into my loose shorts and feel the greasy pre-cum ooze onto my fingers. I watch like in slow motion her hard nippled breasts bounce as she jogs along. They swing wild… 続きを読む

Now I'm too old I guess. Tough to get a hard on anymore. I had fond memories of when I was just realizing why my penis was getting hard, every once and a while. I found a paperback book alongside the road when I was walking to the swimming hole one summer. I had been pretty sheltered by my mother and as I was 13 I had never had an orgasm, or even a hard on. I took the book home and read it when my mother was at work. I had never seen writing like this; The book described breast and nipples and pussy. The man was putting his penis into the woman's vagina and something happened. I put… 続きを読む

Summer nights were warm and drowsy. I went outside to get some air and noticed the light on in the house next door. I walked quietly to the house and peaked in the window. The shade was drawn, but there was a little strip of light not covered. I saw the neighbor's 19 year old daughter sitting on the edge of the bed. She only had on panties and a thin bra. Her bed was near the window so I could see clearly. My penis surged inside my pants. The girl got up and walked over to her dresser. Her round ass filled the white panties perfectly. She was looking at herself in the mirror, then reached… 続きを読む