Cougars and Sugar Daddies
Tell us your stories of age gap shags. No paedo gags please.
Inspired by The Resident Loon
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 13:55)
Tell us your stories of age gap shags. No paedo gags please.
Inspired by The Resident Loon
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 13:55)
« Go Back
heh.
i was fifteen but i looked eighteen, i could get into most off liscences without any hassle. This made me very popular amongst my peers. oh yeas i was the king of the park. breezers for all. more breezers than those pathetic minded fools could handle. the police came, this was inevitable. I was caged, this would have saddened me if i felt emotion like most people seem to (i have trouble empathising with people. sometimes i wonder. i wonder aloud. aspergers? you may mock but i can't feel for you. i hope you understand my rhetoric.)
I was let go with a caution and the news of my exploits spread. suddenly i was cool with the sixth formers (not that i am bothered by your bourgieous notions of 'cool' ("glomp me!" t-shirtsFTW!)) we ended up at a student real university stundets party one saturday night. this was good. i was there with my booze and i saw her. i stealthily approached her at an angle where she couldn't see me. i noticed her drink was low. i comprehended she would need a refill. i moved. into the kitchen. breezers - where were my breezers. i did not panic but moved with assured speed - i had timed it perfectly. as she finished her cranberry and raspberry breezer another slotted into her hadn. "i saw you were low" i said staring into her eyes. she blinked. blinked again. 'sorry, who are you?' our eyes met. she must have been at least 22. a goddess. i explained who i was - but the reptilain part of my brain screamed don't let her know your age! the way she smoked her benson made feel like one day i could experience emotions like 'everyone else'. i made an offhand comment about the otaku blog i make (i am a regular and avid blogger. blogspot. blogger. livejournal. i cross many mediums)she laughed. our hands touched and as the ace of bass pounding throught he flat reaches a crescendo we fall into each other. like a daydream or a fever (postrock. love it. makes me feel like i'm the only one on earth)
heh.
i'm not one to kiss and tell, but, internet, lets just say while she came she licked my eyeball.
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:10, 5 replies)
i was fifteen but i looked eighteen, i could get into most off liscences without any hassle. This made me very popular amongst my peers. oh yeas i was the king of the park. breezers for all. more breezers than those pathetic minded fools could handle. the police came, this was inevitable. I was caged, this would have saddened me if i felt emotion like most people seem to (i have trouble empathising with people. sometimes i wonder. i wonder aloud. aspergers? you may mock but i can't feel for you. i hope you understand my rhetoric.)
I was let go with a caution and the news of my exploits spread. suddenly i was cool with the sixth formers (not that i am bothered by your bourgieous notions of 'cool' ("glomp me!" t-shirtsFTW!)) we ended up at a student real university stundets party one saturday night. this was good. i was there with my booze and i saw her. i stealthily approached her at an angle where she couldn't see me. i noticed her drink was low. i comprehended she would need a refill. i moved. into the kitchen. breezers - where were my breezers. i did not panic but moved with assured speed - i had timed it perfectly. as she finished her cranberry and raspberry breezer another slotted into her hadn. "i saw you were low" i said staring into her eyes. she blinked. blinked again. 'sorry, who are you?' our eyes met. she must have been at least 22. a goddess. i explained who i was - but the reptilain part of my brain screamed don't let her know your age! the way she smoked her benson made feel like one day i could experience emotions like 'everyone else'. i made an offhand comment about the otaku blog i make (i am a regular and avid blogger. blogspot. blogger. livejournal. i cross many mediums)she laughed. our hands touched and as the ace of bass pounding throught he flat reaches a crescendo we fall into each other. like a daydream or a fever (postrock. love it. makes me feel like i'm the only one on earth)
heh.
i'm not one to kiss and tell, but, internet, lets just say while she came she licked my eyeball.
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:10, 5 replies)
with the eyeball licking thing
is that with your eyelid open?
because I've always had trouble with the notion of keeping one's eyelid open while someone is sticking their tongue in there...
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:20, closed)
is that with your eyelid open?
because I've always had trouble with the notion of keeping one's eyelid open while someone is sticking their tongue in there...
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:20, closed)
her long fingernails held it apart
i would say it feels good man
if i thought i could feel
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:21, closed)
i would say it feels good man
if i thought i could feel
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:21, closed)
not sure I'd relish
a woman in the throes of passion trying to hold my eyelid open with long fingernails....
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:34, closed)
a woman in the throes of passion trying to hold my eyelid open with long fingernails....
( , Thu 4 Dec 2008, 17:34, closed)
« Go Back