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In Memorium
With all the sadness and trauma going on in the world at the moment, it is worth reflecting on the death of a very important person, which almost went unnoticed last week. Larry LaPrise, the man who wrote “The Hokey Pokey”, died peacefully at age 93. The most traumatic part for his family was getting him into the coffin. They put his left leg in. And then the trouble started.

THE HIGHEST BIDDER
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“Sold! For three thousand dollars,” Darla Harrison heard the auctioneer exclaim at the same time she heard the slam of the gavel on the podium. She couldn’t believe it. Of all the women who had volunteered to be auctioned off as dates for the charity auction, she had commanded the highest price by far.

“Not bad for an old broad going on fifty,” Darla thought as the newspaper photographer’s cameras flashed and television videographers pushed their way to the front of the room for a better shot. A reporter for the local TV news shoved a microphone at her and Darla tried to keep smiling and saying the right things in response to his questions.

The Mayor, who had acted as auctioneer for the event, then dispersed the media and introduced Darla to the man who had placed the winning bid for a date with her. She was dumbstruck for a second as she realized he was the city’s most prolific and dynamic real estate developer, Bradley Starke. He had taken over his father’s rather nondescript contracting business at age 18 and less than ten years later he was the wealthiest and most successful man in town.

Darla tried to smile graciously and not blush as she shook hands with Brad. She couldn’t fathom why he had chosen her, of all the so-called high society women who had participated in the event, as the woman he would bid for. Oh, sure, she was a rich widow and her inheritance had enabled her to access the very best plastic surgery in the world so she looked as stunning as any of
the younger women had tonight, but Brad Starke had more money than all of them put together, so gold digging certainly wasn’t his motivation.

“Mrs. Harrison,” the handsome business mogul addressed her. “I’m looking forward to our date Friday. May I call for you around eight?” he said with an enticing smile.

“That would be fine, Mr. Starke,” she replied, “And please call me Darla.”

“Only if you’ll call me Brad,” he answered. “Friday at eight it is, then.”

Two nights later, promptly at eight o’clock, Brad arrived at Darla’s estate in his limo. She met the driver at the door and was escorted to the car. The driver opened the car door and she climbed in and took a seat beside Brad.

“Good evening, Darla,” he said, “You look fabulous.”

Darla was pleased at the comment because she had taken every possible measure to look her best tonight. And, she noticed, Brad Starke also looked elegant in his evening wear. The car headed down her driveway to the highway that led into town and Brad fixed them cocktails.

“Brad, I have to ask you,” Darla said after sipping her drink, “Why on Earth, of all the gorgeous young women available at the auction, did you decide to bid for a date with me. I mean, frankly, I am old enough to be your mother.”

He laughed in response, “Well, I could be flip and say it’s because you were the best looking woman there, which by the way, is perfectly true, but as to my motivation, you already answered your own question.”

“What do you mean,” Darla asked, a bit puzzled.

“I chose you because you ARE old enough to be my mother,” he replied. “You see, Darla, I’m young and filthy rich and am constantly bombarded by advances from young women who are caught up in the fantasy of finding their handsome prince.”

Darla nodded as he continued. “I don’t think I’ve had a real date since high school. You probably know my dad died the summer I graduated and instead of going off to college I took over the family business and have done pretty well for myself with it. To be blunt, most of my dates over the years since then have been with women with things other than a relationship on their minds.”

Brad took a long drink from his glass. “You, on the other hand, in addition to being both beautiful and independently wealthy and well respected in the community, are going out with me tonight as the result of you contributing to a worthy cause. You’re mature and intelligent, and I think we’ll have a fabulous date.”

And, they did. A show at the theatre named for Brad and then dinner at one of the three restaurants he owned uptown. Later they enjoyed drinks and dancing at the trendiest jazz club in town. The young self-made billionaire was absolutely charming, bright, witty, and an absolute joy to be around. It was past two in the morning when Brad asked Darla to accompany him back to
his townhouse. When the date had begun she had certainly not even considered the fact it would lead to anything remotely intimate, but now she wasn’t so sure that would be a bad idea.

Brad had let the staff go for the night in anticipation of having Darla as an overnight guest. He put on some music and made them drinks before joining her on the sitting room sofa. Before long, kissing turned to touching and Darla was ready to take the plunge with this wonderful young man, regardless of the difference in their ages.

“Darla,” he asked after breaking from a deep soulful kiss, “May I ask something of you?”

“Of course you can, Brad,” she answered, breathlessly.

“Before we make love, would you spank me?” he said, totally serious in his tone.

A bit giddy from the evening’s drinks, Darla responded playfully, “Why, Brad? Have you been a bad boy?”

“Oh, yes,” he replied with a gleam, encouraged by her response to his request, “I’ve been such a bad boy. I’ve been having very dirty thoughts about you all evening and deserve to be punished.”

“Well, then, young man,” Darla said sternly, “You’d better stand up and pull
your pants down and get over my knee.”

Darla pulled the hem of her dress up to the top of her thighs baring her lap as Brad stood and lowered his trousers and shorts. His cock was fully erect and visibly twitching before her eyes. Brad lowered himself over her knees, his bare backside up in the air and his throbbing erection between the soft, tender skin of Darla’s inner thighs. It felt delightfully hot against her flesh and she could feel it pulsing long and thick with desire.

Suddenly, Darla slapped one of his buttocks soundly with her palm. The crack resonated through the large room. “Ohhh…” he groaned loudly and Darla felt his cock expand in the tight grasp of her thighs. Seeing the faint red imprint she had left on his cheek, she then slapped the other one and elicited similar results. “Oh, Mommy,” Brad cried, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

“You naughty, naughty boy,” Darla intoned, spanking him again several times, “It’s very bad for you to be thinking about doing those things to me. Maybe this will teach you a lesson,” she said, spanking his now crimson buttocks faster and harder.

With each slap Brad grinded his pelvis hard against her lap. Then his entire body contracted in a series of spasms and Darla felt hot wet gushes of juice moistening her inner thigs as he came, his bulging cock trapped between her legs as she continued to spank him.

Whimpering, Brad crawled from her lap onto the floor before her and began to lap the residue of his cum from her skin. Her reached under her dress and tugged her panties down and off her legs and then began to tenderly lick and suck Darla’s damp warm pussy. He ate her for what seemed like hours until she too came repeatedly.

After Darla had recovered somewhat from the intensity of her orgasm, Brad stood. Opening her eyes Darla was astounded that his prick again stood at full attention so soon after the powerful orgasm he had experienced earlier. “I think I’d like to fuck you now, Darla,” he said, once again the confident business mogul.

Darla smiled seductively in anticipation of being ridden by this young buck as he continued, “But, if you don’t mind, I think I’d like to be on top… I’m still a little sore…”.

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The Art (and Reward) of:
How To EAT PUSSY!

This month Miss Landers will touch on (and hopefully get “licked” on…hehe) how to eat that beautiful little box…better known as the PUSSY!

Personally speaking, Miss Landers LOVES to have her box eaten…properly.  Yes, my babies it is an art form and you MUST know what you’re doing.  Trust Miss Landers…you don’t want to look like an amateur when you get that hot, wet babe in your bed and you’re fumbling all over yourself with no idea what to do!

The reality of the matter is that anyone can just get down there and start licking; however, unless you enjoy it, enjoy your partner, and know what you’re doing…both of you may not get the end result you were hoping for.  And believe me, when a woman finds a man who can eat a pussy like a pro…you can bet your sweet little ass she is not going to kick you to the curb anytime soon!  So sit back, relax, and listen closely babies, as this month’s lesson is going to be hot indeed!

Eating pussy, or cunnilingus as it is properly referred to, is the art of oral sex which involves mouth contact with the pussy (or vagina).   Cunnilingus is as much appreciated by women as fellatio is by men.  The key to beginning with an inexperienced partner and with little of your own is to make it plain to her if she hasn’t managed fellatio yet, that you are doing this for her, and it is not some form of blackmail or reciprocally implied agreement that you get to come in her mouth or something. Give it time. Some, anyway. If you have found or are now finding the smell of a woman’s pussy to be as intoxicating and, surprisingly so as most men feel when they try cunnilingus, then you should have no trouble! We are so clearly evolved to do that, that many men find it every bit as stimulating as intercourse!

Look at her, look at her pussy.  Give her your undivided attention.  Explore her body without diving right into the “goods!”  Most women are shy about their bodies. Even if you’ve got the world’s most gorgeous woman in bed with you, she’s going to worry about how you like her body. Tell her it’s beautiful, tell her which parts you like best, tell her anything, but get her to trust you enough to let you down between her legs. Now stop and look at what you see!  Ahhh…what a gorgeous sight it is indeed!

Be verbal.  Women love to hear men talk to them during sex (oral or otherwise).  Tell her that you REALLY want her to tell you what feels the best ALL the time, and that you CRAVE hearing her tell you, even if she is demanding and particular. Tell her that it arouses you to hear her directing you and that it delights you to be directed by her to satisfy her! Tell her that even if she became shrill and maniacally demanding that it would make her needs all the more endearing to you! GET HER TO TALK!!! This is sometimes hard, both because women are taught to be less revealing of their desires, and she may feel “un-ladylike, even if she would wince at that expression! Assure her that you find her sexual demands to be the MOST ladylike and alluring that she could be! 

And then get her into a position that is comfortable.  Not just comfortable for you…ohno my babies…make sure SHE is comfortable too!  She may wish at first to recline to relax and concentrate. Get between her legs and do what she wishes. Place her hands on the sides of your head and bid her direct you where she pleases. Most typically a woman who is new will not know what she likes, and a little knowledge on your part is good. After all, she likely has never had an animated vibrator before who she has to direct.

Tease her!  Oh yes, my horny little men…women love it, even more so than men do!  Tease her inner thigh (mmm…yes, right there!).  Believe it or not, that is one of THE most sensitive spots!  Lick and kiss around her pussy, careful not to go there just yet.  Contrary to popular belief, women must be aroused in order to enjoy themselves…yes, I know babies, this takes time.  However, it is time well spent no?  Kiss her, kiss her breasts…use your tongue to draw a “map” on her and above all…make her feel wanted!

There are a few basic patterns to use with your mouth and tongue, and a couple simple things to know. First, tease her clitoris and upper labia where they meet her clit with your tongue. Some like this side to side or from beneath the inner labia and clitoris. Some like an all over randomly walking tongue to stroke them in every direction to start with, and don’t exert much pressure unless you feel her pulling your head tighter against her, and she may pull QUITE HARD as she discovers her pleasure and then encourage her to tell you at each stage, as it does change from non-arousal to arousal to orgasm, where to be and what to do! Commonly women often express that men seem not to lick under the clit and inner labia enough and spend to much time directly on the two sides of the helmet of the clitoris, and this simply makes them feel numb after a while. So both vary your pressure and your direction of approach with strokes of your tongue. Also, many women complain that men use a pointed tongue across back and forth, when they would like the tongue to be broad and softened and flattened and brought up from beneath. Some women like to have the clitoris and surrounding labia and clitoral hood to be sucked gently and licked while being sucked and they will readily come to orgasm. Others with more spread out genital features may find that too much, and they will need less pressure, not much sucking at all till the end, and the flatter tongue licking up their clitoris from beneath it. In all respects take their word for it, or you may be there all day.

Tongue-fucking!  That’s right babies!  Tongue-fuck her too…mmm..yes!  Just like that!  A little tongue-fucking will go a long way into making her want you back on her clitty and begging for an orgasm!  

Follow her instructions that will give her an orgasm and listen to her! It is often felt good by her to have your nose into the entrance of her vagina while licking her from “below” that with your flattened tongue and maintaining some suction on her inner labia. Then when she is just beyond the height of orgasm, at the point where she begins relaxing, tell her to bear down and grunt and insert your tongue into her vagina as far as it will go and lick stiffly all about and massage the the first few inches of her vagina while sucking quite hard as well upon the whole of her anatomy of the inner labia with broadened lips! 

Do always keep your teeth off her, as we don’t like teeth either! During this orgasm and immediately following the bulk of her coming, if she can bear down and push, you may even get a lick at her cervix. She should react more and more to this the more she does it. And, with the Kegel exercises that she can do, trying to do the both things together will likely press her over an “edge” that she didn’t know was there, and she may find herself experiencing a powerful contraction of her whole insides which is another type of orgasm completely, and which she will be VERY pleasantly surprised by, a vaginal orgasm, which is different in character from a clitoral orgasm, and even more draining and satisfying. You may be asked to continue this maneuver for some time, depending on how much she is getting out of it!

 

As Miss Landers has stressed time and time again my hot, horny studs…USE YOUR IMAGINATION!  The more you know and the more you are willing to do, the more fun both of you will have!  

Now I’m sure all you strong, sexy, naughty little boys will be working hard on this month’s assignment…I would expect nothing less.  Now get busy boys and get started on your naughty Homework!  Be prepared as Miss Landers will certainly test you at the end of the month!  

Class Dismissed…and I expect a FULL report on how many multiple orgasms you were able to provide by your imaginative pussy eating techniques (be sure to give Miss Landers ALL the juicy details!).  It MUST be no less that 500 words, on my desk…yes babies…and make sure to bring a banana (ooooh yes!)…by FRIDAY!  

Miss Landers is getting HOT just thinking about all the fun you little bees are going to have!

I was working late at the garage one night, trying to get a car fixed and ready to be picked up first thing the next morning. The other mechanics had all gone home, and so I was by myself, which is the way I prefer to work. I had my head under the hood, and had just found the problem when I heard footsteps. I turned around to see who had joined me.

She was probably around 15 years older than I am, maybe around 45 years old. She had red hair, her shapely lips were lipsticked a dark red. She was in good shape, and she was dressed to show her body off. She looked at me tentatively. “I’m sorry to bother you”, she told me, “but that’s my car you’re working on. Do you think it’ll be ready tomorrow morning? I have an important appointment.”

“Sure thing”, I told her, discreetly looking her up and down. If you like older women - and I do - she was hot. Her face was mature, but not wrinkled. She was busty, and her breasts were large, just a little low, and very full. She was a nice, ripe shape, and her legs were slim and tapered. Her ass looked round and filled her tight skirt to perfection. “I just found the problem here with your car. It’s just a little thing. Would you like to see?”

She pursed her lipsticked lips, then nodded. I moved to the side, and gestured that she should move to where I was. She came, then leaned over the engine. When she bent over, it made that older butt of hers look even better.

“If you look over here” I told her, indicating a spot, “you will see a bulge in the hose here. Can you see it?” I asked her.

When she shook her head no, I moved closer to her, and gently turned her head in the direction of the hose. I also pointed closer. “Can you see it now?” I asked her.

“Oh, yes” she responded. “I surely can. Is that the part that is making my car overheat?”

As she asked, I felt her round, ripe buttocks brush the front of my jeans. I assumed it was an accident, but I felt my cock begin to grow. “Yes, that’s the problem part” I told her. “It’s slowly leaking out all your coolant, and then the car doesn’t have enough left to keep itself cool while you’re driving”.

“And you say it will be ready tomorrow morning?” she asked, her voice low and husky.

“Yes, ma’am” I told her. “I’m staying late just to make sure your car will be ready for you first thing when the garage opens.”

This time, the pressure of her buttocks against my cock was firmer. Was she grinding against me deliberately? She didn’t seem the type, but she wasn’t moving away. I didn’t want to offend her, but her soft, firm butt was pressing gently against me, and I was almost fully hard. I felt a little self-conscious. It’s not every day that a sexy older woman comes into the garage and starts rubbing against my dick.

“You’re a lot younger than I am, I think” she told me, licking her lips. “How old are you, about 30?”

I nodded, unsure of whether I should make a move, and going wild as her beautiful ass kept moving against me. “I love younger men” this sexy milf told me, removing the doubt from my mind.

She began moving her ass back and forth against the front of my pants, making me squirm as my cock began to throb. I allowed myself to rub my dick - still in my pants - against her warm, pliant buttocks. Oh, man, this horny milf was making me crazy!

Before I could decide what to do, she turned around and carefully unzipped my pants. Gently she pulled out my hard rod, holding it in her hands and stroking it gently. I gasped softly as her hands carressed my shaft. Through this sexual haze, I was a little concerned that someone might come into the garage and catch us. Then she bent down and I forgot everything.

Without any messing around, this gorgeous milf slid my cock all the way into her warm, wet mouth. She pulled her head up a little, then went down on me further. My meat was deep in the back of her mouth, and even touching her throat. She gulped a couple times, and the head of my dick felt the swallowing motion. Then she began to suck on my cock as she moved her head up and down. I was in heaven.

She was unbuttoning her blouse as she sucked, pulling out her big boobs. And they really were huge - like the girls in a big tit magazine. I had never seen such big breasts in person. I reached down and squeezed them as she sucked and slurped on my cock. They were warm, and soft, and I found them fascinating. I tweaked her nipples as she swirled her tongue around my rod, and pinched them. She groaned a little, and her eyes half closed.

I kept pinching the nipples on those magificent tits as she began pumping her head up and down on my dick, keeping suction on it all the time. I felt myself swell even harder as I pounded her mouth and throat, and she obviously wanted every inch of me. I’ve never had a woman take every inch of my cock this way, and knowing how deep she wanted me to fuck her throat was an unbelievable turn-on. I thrust my hips forward again and again, choking the cock-hungry older milf with my meat. I loved it when she had to gasp for breath, and I loved feeling her excitement as I kept playing with her big nipply boobs.

Finally I couldn’t take any more - I felt like I was going to explode as I pounded harder and harder into her mouth, and then I was shooting a load of hot, thick cum down her throat. As I came, I watched her face. She was choking but swallowing every drop of the load I was pouring into her.

At last, I was finished, and I found I didn’t know what to say. She stood up, buttoned her blouse, and smiled at me, a really sexy smile that was even sexier to me because her makeup and hair were messy from the oral pleasure she had given me. She looked at me with a twinkle in her eyes, licking her lips.

“Thank you”, I said, really meaning it. “I’ll be sure your car is ready in the morning. I’ll throw in a tuneup and some new plugs - no charge.”

“Why, thank you” she said, and left the garage, her heels pounding as her ass bounced back and forth in her tight skirt.

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