I'm in very good shape for a 50 year old woman. I know that I look 10 years younger. My breasts are a firm 34B with no sag, my tummy is flat and my vagina is still pretty tight after 2 kids and 2 episiotomies. My husband, Tommy, and I have a great sex life and I never look for anything else (although I have had two sex encounters over the years that he didn'...
"Ah, here you are, Jane, I've been looking for you for weeks!" I looked up to see the strawberry blond from the park. The park I had been avoiding for two weeks. The girl I'd been avoiding. Her smile was mysterious, like Mona Lisa's. Her accent was impossible to place, sort of French with a little British and maybe a little Swedish intonation. She smelled o...
We sat that evening with legs up on the couch sipping wine, more content than I can ever remember, staring into each other's eyes. No words passed between us but a knowingness held us in awe of what we had just experienced. I had to remind myself that it was just a sex act. But, it transformed me in such a way that I can never imagine myself the same again....
Disclaimer: This work contains material of explicit nature. If you are not of mature age or take offense at this type of material the author advises that you read no further. I suppose I should tell you a bit about myself, my name is..., well I won't tell you my real name, but there's this girl I like, and I'm sure she won't mind lending me hers, so think o...
Sally guided me gently up the stairs and opened the door of her flat, flicking on the light and kicking off her shoes simultaneously. "Don't worry - my other bed's always made up - I really am sorry to make you miss your bus." We had met at work only the previous Monday and I had been asked to show her the ropes. She was bright, friendly and very attractiv...
This isn't the sexiest story in the world, but it's a true one. My name is Emily, and I'm mostly straight. I've slept with seven men in my life, and only one woman. This is the story of the woman. I was 22 years old, visiting my friend Carla at college. I'm normally a quiet girl, but I was eager for a taste of the "college experience" that I never really...
Slowly, carefully, Jen moved across the bed towards Mistress. She'd shared beds with women before, but none this beautiful, none that had put her through the array of feelings Mistress had during those few hours since they'd met on the train. The only sound in the room came from the candles, an occasional hiss as flame met wax, their light still flickering i...
I walked into her office as I had every Thursday afternoon for the last few months. She greeted me with a smile, as I sat on her leather couch. I sank into it, while she continued to write things in files. I glanced around her office, noticing the art on the wall, as usual. I wondered to myself, is that what I think it is? It seemed to be of two women dancin...
I have for a long time fancied Mary and often masturbated while fantasizing about her wonderful body and what I would do with it. I thought nothing would ever happen despite desperately trying to think up ways in which I could manipulate different situations into the right outcome. I would never in a million years have predicted what actually happened betwe...
I catch you by the wrist as you make your way down the hall to the bedroom in your rush to grab a towel. I tread over your discarded shorts and wrap myself around you. "Stop, Kris." You laugh. "I need to get cleaned up." "That's what I'm here for," I answer. You're helpless, arms snared in your half-removed sports bra. I bury my nose in your short, chest...