Jack Vitale is a writer of erotic fiction. His work is hot and graphic and told as all good smut should be told. These tales are by no means True. They are fictional fantasies from a mind so lurid, no one is off bounds. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. By no means do we intend any disrespect for the ladies engaged in lurid sex and speaking obscenely. Hopefully, those women will enjoy the naughty story we’ve written especially for them.
In reality, Jack Vitale is a pseudonym for the seventy year old author who prefers to keep his real name to himself given the erotic nature of the material he writes to help supplement his social security income. His daughter’s and grandchildren might not approve of the old man writing about the fucking exploits of people his own age, as well as anyone else his old, but lurid mind can conjure up.
My name is LeVon and I’m black. I was deejaying a block party when the woman running it brought me dinner. On the plate were barbecue ribs, French fried potatoes and a shit load of veggies.
His name is Walter Wirshup. He’s seventy years old, and he still get stiff. He still get laid too, even though my wife died a few years ago. You see, he have two very nice sisters who take real good care of him.
Richard’s second wife is white and she has a married daughter named Diana. Against Richard’s wishes, Diana came to live with him and the girl’s white mother.
The blonde Colleen was on his left; dark-haired Karen stood to his right. What thirty-year old Dickie Richards was thinking wouldn’t take place inside that jam-packed singles bar.
Some people might say I’m a bastard, I don't see it that way. Did it really matter that I was paying my granddaughter to have sex with me? She needed the money badly and was willing to put out for an old man to get it.
The house was quiet as he opened the front door. It remained that way as he walked up the stairs on route to his bedroom.
Only when he reached the top landing did he hear the sound of a woman's voice from inside his mother’s bedroom.
A few weeks ago, my wife Tracy told me her younger sister had lost her job and needed a place to live. Knowing how close she and Lori Jean were, I couldn’t refuse my wife’s request.
A man was in LA on business when he made two phone calls from his hotel room. In both cases, neither divorced woman was home so he left a message on their machines.
His mother's name is Tami. When she was twenty, she married his father. Over the next few years, Tami gave birth to a boy first, then his sister Karen.
His mother had a baby when she was only twenty and promptly named the new baby after herself. Five years later, Darlene number two got a new baby brother when her Mom had me as well.
A year after his mother died, Jim's father married Annie, the mother of four teens, a boy and three girls. His father already had Jim and his sister Kathy.
Dusty’s Grandma lives with her sister. The widowed ladies do that for economic reasons. The bisexual sisters also live together for more erotic reasons.
The “She Sucks Cock, & Eats Pussy Too!” stories all follow the same theme:
In a two girls and a guy threesome, the babes fuck and sucks cock, as well as lick and suck each other’s pussy.
Two married couples make arrangements to meet for drinks and dimer. When two of the four get stuck at work, only Ken Carson and Pat Simone show up at the restaurant bar.
Thirty year old Jimmy is stunned when he runs into his much older boss at the hotel singles lounge. Older than everyone else, the boss and his lovely wife just didn't fit in. At least, his balding, out of shape boss didn’t belong.
At a family barbecue a few year back, long before Collette married Steve, Uncle Jack couldn't help noticing his wife's young niece. She had matured into a well built, beautiful woman.