Author: AimlessDegenerate

A young, 18 year-old (m)an and his 51 year old, pot-growing, hippy ex-girl(f)fiend

Central Coast, California, Sept. 2012

I had just graduated high school that May at 17 years-old. I was city boy based in Chicago, and was suffering a broken heart. I was in search of something, a cognitive shift, perhaps. So that June I bought a one way ticket to NorCal where I fell in love with the state. The traveling itself was an amazing experience; I saw my first weed farm, I was offered to do porn in San Francisco, I dropped LSD in Las Vegas, and enjoyed the fresh Colorado air. I came back to Chicago, had my 18th birthday and decided I would move back.

I did what any 18-year old would do – get a job. My friend offered me a job at a burger joint his old man owned, and gladly accepted. They were greeks, and I, being an American born to pure-bred Russians, we shared one and only one thing in common: fucking women, and talking about fucking women. Within the first few minutes of my first shift, my friends father, Cris, asked me:

"You ever fuck a chick in the ass?"

To which I responded, Read more »

A young (m)an and his a(f)fair

Waikiki, Hawaii, Feb., 2015.

I'm a 21 year-old Marine. Her name is Sarah.

My cousin came to visit me, so I took leave and stayed in a separate hotel down the street. I had been frequenting the hotel bar; a tourist bar that is located on the beach of Waikiki, and with no intentions I happened to stumble upon lonely, beautiful cougars – my favorite. I was only 20 but I was never carded due to my tall, muscular stature.

It had only been 24 hours since I had sex – a young looking, engaged, 42 year-old French fem fatale on vacation whom I met at the bar – but I was craving more. I was craving that semi-worn, mature, ferocious look on a women that I find more attractive than college aged indecisiveness. On this particular night, I fell in love with her.

Initially, I didn't notice much of her, other than the fact she was alone. I sat on her left side as the purplish Hawaiian sun was setting directly behind us. The ambient sound of the ocean, only a couple of yards behind us, was romantic enough to arouse me, but then I heard her speak at me. Then we locked eyes. Read more »