Firstly to set the scene I am an English lady in my late forties and this is the first story of my sexual adventures over the years, for the purpose of keeping my identity secret I will call myself Sue. I was sexually active from an early age and had been with around ten guys by the time I met my boyfriend when I was eighteen and whom I am still with today....
You come home from work and you are tired- all that you can think about is a cold drink and sitting down to relax for a few minutes. You walk into the kitchen and pour yourself a drink, noticing that you're alone in the house. You wonder where I am, but sit down in your chair and close your eyes, enjoying the peace and quiet after a long day. After a while...
December You might say, my wife, closing in on forty, is really getting hornier by the day. Her hormones acting up, clear as ice . But how horny does she really get, you want to know? I´ll spare you a description of my wifey. Just think of a size 16 woman, overweight, big flappy breasts, a broad behind that´s pockmarked with cellulitis, and thighs that ten...
Shirley stood nearly motionless in the middle of the brightly-lit room. She hadn't felt like this in years. Across from her was a virile, young man who was obviously getting turned on by her provocative attire. His attention excited her, but, at the same time, it scared her - because, after all, this was her own son. Keith shifted his position on the couch...
Author's note: Although I am not allowing public comments, I do appreciate feedback, positive or negative... I just got sick of people who post anonymous comments about how a story violates their moral code. If you like it or have some advice on how to make it better, let me know. ********** The next morning Marissa was the first one to wake up, finding he...
You and I were in a very classy, over priced Italian restaurant. The dinner, in spite of being delectable, was difficult to get through. It was hard for me to keep my hands to myself - off of you - and still maintain some semblance of composure. I had been in a state of high pitched arousal long before we had even left for dinner. And you- in your suit tailo...
Letter 5 Wednesday, cooler Dearest V It finally rained last night, so loudly it woke me up. I went out and danced in it, like a heathen. No one could see me of course, except you, if you are in heaven or dreaming of me. You can't dance. No rhythm you say. In public we manage a horrible little box step. We are so boring. Our real dances are done in priva...
Alice booted up her computer, plugged in her new webcam, and directed her web browser to a site that she had researched extensively the night before. She had a portable HDD filled with amateur pregnancy videos (along with many other more professional videos) but it had always been a secret wish of hers to one day contribute her own pregnant form to the commu...
Since my heart attack last May I have been riding my bike to a bagel shop about 20 miles away 3 or 4 times a week. As a regular I got to know many of the other regulars casually. One couple came in fairly often. They both wore surgical pants and tops from time to time. She is a perky 5’2” blond with smallish tits and an ass to make your mouth water. He is a...
As we walk into the dim, sparsely populated movie theater, you ask me where I’d like to sit to watch the feature. Although I normally chose a more central location, I respond by telling you I’d like to sit toward the back, and walk with you to one of the back rows, slipping down the line until I find a nice, and rather dark spot about halfway down the back r...