This story, and all my stories, contain fictionalized characters from memories of my life. First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty + year old, still sexually active, bi, woman. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5...
I took the exit and was surprised to find myself holding my breath. It had been twelve years since I'd been home and I was wrestling with my emotions. I had made a vow all those years ago that I would never return, that I absolutely hated the place. In all actuality, it wasn't the town that I hated, it was the memories it held. Peter Garland. His name was li...
Like I had done multiple times since our divorce, I knocked on the door of the woman who had been my wife. Our kids were at school, and I noticed a familiar car parked on the street. Ellie opened the door wearing a baggy sweater that she knew caused memories to flash upon my mind. My eyes were drawn immediately to the curvatures hidden behind the woven threa...
As far back as I can remember, I’d always been attracted to my friend Oliver Anderson’s mom. She dressed so conservatively but she could never hide her massive breasts; even if she probably wore a parka. I so badly wanted to see her naked growing up but there was never an opportunity for it. Eventually I lost interest a little bit before I went to college. I...
A Sad Day I love my house, but it is mine no more. My husband, Jack, and I built the house when we were married 24 years ago and have remodeled and expanded as our family grew and finances allowed. Now, everything is all paid for and just like I want it. It is no mansion, but it is a beautiful home. We have a pool and hot tub in the back and overlook a...
This is my first story. There is no sex in this one because this is meant to be a series but I am planning on adding a BDSM theme to it. Enjoy! Kara Chapter One "I finally made it," Laura said as she exhaled a breathe of relief. She stood in front of the dorm she would be living in for the next three years (she promised herself that she wo...
I was a 63-year-old overweight bald man named Dr. Jake L. Edih, virtually ignored for my looks, which was okay with me. Being a professor at an ivory league university, I have spent the majority of my adult life doing research in biomechanics. My wife and I married after our senior year at Princeton she was the only woman I ever dated or had sex with for 36...
It has been a long time. You anxiously squirm in your seat, trying hard to think about things that do not pertain to sex, but it's no use. As your teacher drones on, it only becomes harder and harder to keep your eyes off of the people that you call friends. If they knew just how much you were hurting to bend them over the nearest desk and fuck them raw, you...
*My first submission to anyone other than myself, please be constructive. Hope you enjoy!* Weak sunlight reached me beneath my closed eyes and woke me early this morning. I opened one eye tentatively, the other squeezed shut refusing to admit it was morning, holding onto the sweetest of dreams. Swirling dust-motes rode the rays of sunlight that found thei...
I felt the butterflies as I crested the old familiar hill and saw Elmwood spread out across the prairie. I was still several miles away from my exit on the interstate, but in this part of the country you can see a long way, especially from a high vantage point. For the most part, it was just as I had remembered it. There was the chemical plant on the south...