Cougar and her Five Virginal Cubs Ch. 01

Back & better SJP I hope

I've read most of your works & find you interesting, complex, and deserve a better life. --- CajunBill

A boy of the sixties...

...found this story to be so apropos. Thanks for the memory of that first time. ;)

Nice story, well written. Thanks for sharing

Sex n the 60's

bringing back some great memories...enjoy your descriptive "sexuall" style

SJP what beautiful memories you have revived!

Longshot 1946 to Susan Jill Parker once again you have stirred old memories for me, you have such a wonderful talent in your ability to develop your characters in such a way as to make them seem real and I want to thank you for responding to my e-mail. This was such a pleasant surprise. I look at the statistics, the fact that this story has been hit over 31,000 times and you have only received four comments and 12 favorite listings it amazes me that so few people want to show their appreciation for what you give to them. If you ever decide to put all of your stories into a book I would like to buy the first edition! I suspect it would take several volumes and I would be glad to purchase each of them or if you would make them downloadable to a notebook I would be more than happy to support your endeavor with the purchase!

I hope that you enjoy writing the stories is much as I enjoy reading them. Thank you so much for your dedication!
Donald Griffin 96

YOUR STILL THE BEST !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IF YOUR STORIES GET ANY HOTTER, READERS WILL HAVE TO USE GLOVES TO TOUCH THERE COMPUTERS. AS EVER A FAN.........LAROC OF AGES

heavy sigh

i realy enjoyed this story..........this was the first time that I have read your stories and hope that you will start writing again

MMMm, , , , ,

Love your work , !! You capture the excitement of a young guy PURRfectly!

De Ja Vu

Dear SJP,
Your story brought back a magical memory for me. I was seventeen in the summer of 1968. A fresh high school graduate, I had taken a job as a water skiing instructor at a summer camp in Tennessee. Vivian was the camp nurse, and she became my teacher, my first lover, and a beautiful memory.

Thank you for stirring that memory

Great story! I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the series.

Don

...so many people never respond.

i find it impossible to understand how so many people read your stuff but never comment...smfh... you are the best i have read.

you deserve better readers susan jill parker

Deja Vu

About six years ago my first lover...the mother of my first ever girl friend...and the wife/mother who invited me to surrender my virginity to and who became pregnant with two of my babies (abortions) passed away.
Alice, my girlfriend's mother (if I really had a girlfriend when I was just 15), showed me more about womanhood, sex, feelings, jealousy, giving-taking-sharing, teaching, confessing and jealousy, etc., than anyone else on this planet. Ultimately Alice taught me love.
As I read your stories I often see Alice and whether the blonde in the photo is actually you or not the photo has more than a striking resemblance to Alice.
Alice taught me that making love was like a fine Three Act Play in which Act One is Foreplay. Act Two is the climactic scene consisting of at least mutual orgasms, and then Alice taught me what has become my most favorite of the Acts: Act Three or Post-Play.
When Alice became pregnant with my first baby apparently on my 16th birthday, we had long discussions of what it meant for her to be pregnant, me a father, the age difference, me a minor--her a married wife of a prominent businessman and through all this her daughter and my relationship...her daughter never knew until much, much later the relationship her mother and I had. I went with her to see her gynecologist who was informed I was Alice's lover...and that good man was NOT judgmental, but actually helped Alice and I make a joint decision: abortion. I was in his office when Alice aborted and I held her hand while wiping her forehead with a cool, damp wash cloth and kept telling her that I loved her...all the while tears flowed out of both of our eyes. I still marvel at the emotions I felt that day what how really young I was to experience that event.
A second pregnancy occurred when I graduated from high school and rather than go off to college like my parents had I opted to stay home and attend the local community college. Alice's daughter thought that was part of her and my courtship, and by that time her daughter came out and frankly asked why I was not having sex with her for she obviously wanted to have sex with me (Alice had asked me to restrain having sex with her daughter until we were absolutely certain we were in love with each other...Alice said she would remove any sexual anxieties I might have and did she ever!).
After community college I went on to the university to complete by bachelors, but by then Alice's daughter tired of the fact that her and my relationship was obviously not going to the next level, so during spring break she met a boy, fucked him, got pregnant and they eloped. She was somewhat surprised that I was not upset. Why should I be? I was in love with her mother...and she was in love with me.
Fast forward. Alice and her husband sold their business and had an opportunity to take on a new business at twice the size and profit hence they moved to the west coast leaving me on the east coast where by then I was in my third year of teaching and going for tenure.
For the next almost 55 years Alice and I kept our love affair alive through letters and phone calls and finally the internet. On four occasions I was able to go to the west coast where Alice and I spent as much time as possible devouring each other.
Yes I eventually married - a disaster that ended in an acrimonious divorce and one daughter from whom I am also estranged.
When Alice died so did a very large part of me.
But when I read your words oh how the sounds and sights, even the smell of Alice return...for which I thank you!

beAtles

I'm not going to read enough of your lengthy catalog to know, for sure; however,
I sense that you will get higher scores...by giving "us" readers more unfolding dialog...and fewer observation asides?

It's looking to me like your choice of content is your most effective talent?

LOVE your ambition level...!!!

A memory for a man

Susan, I first saw, touched and tasted a pussy when I was a junior in high school. It was in the back seat of the family car and the girl was a beautiful, brown-haired and horny vixen. I tried to fuck her, but couldn't get the rubber on. She told me to forget the rubber as she was "hungry" and didn't want to wait. I kept thinking about getting her pregnant and didn't put it in. I never got that close to having sex again until I was in the Marine Corps in Okinawa. If you don't have sex with a girl or woman under those circumstances, you are either gay or a eunuch. Since I was neither, I fucked my first girl there. Her name was Satchico Higa and she guided me through my first sexual experience. I still remember it as though it was yesterday and often wonder about what happened to her and how she is now.