This story is about my life I am not a writer so for- give me for the incorrect grammar and misspelled words. My name is Rosa, I am 56 years old and this is the story of the sexual memories in my life. I was born in Mexico in 1942 the youngest of my parents
One day I was talking to me friend Enzos Niki and brought the subject up. Enzos Niki had never read such a story before. Since we were at my house, I got the magazine out and let her read it. She didn’t get as turned on as I did, but said that she’d like to
Even with her breasts pulled heavily down, her cleavage aroused me. Her dress was too short, her sauntering walk in the August heat too inviting for a mother. When we were finally alone, I told her I’d never seen a pregnant lady naked. ‘I would feel so much better that way…it’s so hot…’, she responded;
I’m a peeping tom. I know I should seek help for my problem, but just can’t, it’s to much fun. I work at a larger printer shop. In the front office they always hire young pretty girls to do light secretaries work. They don’t stay long so I get to look at a new girl
You are at a party with Paul. You know about 1/3 of the people and it seems a friendly group. People are getting to know each other and a group in the back bedroom are playing “Dare”. Dare, you find out, is a game where you pick a card when your turn comes and must
The Wednesday following Christmas was to be a busy day for me; after wrapping-up the remainder of the gifts for my thirty-year-old sister and her two kids, I was to drive some fifty miles or so into the countryside to visit them. We enjoyed ourselves immensely throughout the day and when it was time for