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This is a story that takes place on a Holiday. You pick which Holiday It also a tale of 3 mature women that hang together. They are 3 women with an appetite for young men and women (especially virgins). They are 3 women who loved to get into trouble and have adventure The characters Beth- Beth was black with short black hair and big hazel eyes. She was 55 an...
About 10 years ago I took a photography workshop, in a funky loft in Philadelphia. Of course there were a couple of models in bikinis. The person leading the workshop discussed lighting and camera settings and it was comfortably cool. I struck a conversation with a middle aged man who was also taking the workshop. Joe was a very basic, pot-bellied, middle-...
Continued from Chapter 2: Even though Yvonne acted as if she was a reluctant virgin, before she had sex with me and before we had sex with others, she was no virgin. Based on the pillow talk we had about the sex she had with other men, blowing my mind with some of the sexual things she did, I knew she was a slut. Something I didn't know and something I coul...
Note: There really is a place in France called Cap D’Agde and the special beach in this story can be found there. Part 1. Our Guest Begins the Tale My wife Annie and I once were very young and quite poor. At that time, we lived in a small apartment so cramped that after eating at the almost miniature kitchen table we would sit there and talk or play a ca...
I was sorting through some files on my laptop recently and came across this short story I wrote a couple of years ago but which I never got around to submitting. It's a true account and reflects my love of sex with older women in their 50s, 60s and 70s. I've edited it and added a postscript to bring it up to date and I hope it provides some pleasure. Please...
Chapter 1 Beginnings He stood in his kitchen transfixed by the site from his window, of his beautiful mature neighbour naked, stood in her bedroom window. What to do, what if she saw him looking, was he really seeing things? Surely no, not her posed like that. She was married to Mr boring and sensible, they lived a plain normal life, mundane even. She wasn'...
Monday evening, after I had attended my first meeting of the swingers club, I returned home from work a little later than usual. As I opened the door I heard the phone ringing. It was Melissa "Missy" Rutledge. "Hello Chuck, how are you this evening?" I answered that I was fine. "All rested up after last Saturday?" she asked. "You bet!" I replied. "Have...
Meet the Lutz family. Well, that's their legal name, anyway. Most people who know them refer to them by their nickname: the Slut family. Marsha Lutz is a widow, 42 years old, and the very definition of a MILF. Her husband died almost ten years ago -- probably from exhauation -- leaving her to raise their twin boys and one daughter. Marsha's husband left her...
Peter Grayson woke up late that morning his head ringing from his hangover. Slowly getting up out of bed, he made his way over to his bathroom washing his face in an attempt to wake himself up. Looking up in the mirror, Peter checked himself out. Peter Grayson was eighteen years old with short brown hair and brown eyes. He was tall with a muscular body and s...