I still find it hard to believe that I could find myself in the situation that I’m in. A month ago I was a happily married fifty-two-year-old mother and grandmother who doted on her husband and family and would never in a million years imagine doing anything to put their happiness at risk. Today I
My wife and I enjoy a very active sex life. We enjoy sex in every way imaginable. We are independently wealthy and live on a large isolated tract of land away from prying eyes so we can explore indoors or out when and where we want without worrying about anyone seeing. We’ve tried a wide
I’m 41 years old, in good shape, and have a beautiful wife, Kelly, who is 36. She’s still got her long, dark hair and perfect lips, great eyes, and the ass of a 20 year old. Her tits are a small C cup, just perfect on her 5’6″ frame. I love our sex life, but
His long middle finger pushed the material of my dress deep into the cleft between my buttocks, then continued further until it reached my pussy. Fortunately his grope was masked by the throng in the crowded department store through which we were hurrying. On my cheek, his breath was hot but sweet, “Where are you
The story I am going to tell concerns the first time I experienced a man’s cum in my mouth. I was curious about what it would be like to have a man cum in my mouth but never had enough courage to suck any of my sexual partner’s cocks to completion. It just didn’t seem
Jenny always thought her mother was a lesbian being divorce for many years and always going next-door to see Laura and her mother, Nan. Her neighbors were a black couple with a daughter close to her age. Mother was always taking about how great her daughter was and how she did this and that. Her
This happened several years ago while me and my husband were on a vacation. We had stopped near the University of Alabama campus and had checked into a motel room. We enjoyed the swimming pool, a nice evening meal and a couple glasses of wine before going to our room. There was not much on
It’s quarter to one on Christmas morning. The midnight service has finished, and the entire village has gone back home to drink or sleep away the hours until daybreak. In the church there’s just me, tidying hymnbooks and setting the chairs and music stands ready for morning service. I’m not particularly religious; I sing in
Back in the 80’s before most of the porn theaters disappeared I was lucky enough to meet a wife whose husband didn’t give the attention she wanted. I plied her with drinks and compliments and one night I talked her into going to the theater by telling her she would get all the attention she
The wedding reception was half over and Wendy, the wedding planner, had just finished her meal. As she normally does, she wove her way through the dance floor and the many dancing couples to prop herself against the far wall away from the wedding revelers. For the next half hour perhaps she would have time
Carol sat in a coffee house in Young Street, Toronto, drinking a large cup of coffee, and watching the world go by through the large shop window, when a man sat at the next table, opened his Toronto Sun and started reading the days news while sipping his cup of Tea. At first she didn’t
“Where’s Joanna,” asked Peggy, “she’s always late?!?” Judith smirked a little and responded cattily, “Doesn’t Frank have Wednesdays off, if he does, I think we all know what she’s up to!” The three at the table all chuckled at that one, but it was Susan who came to Joanna’s defense when she opined, “Let’s not
My wife Neha and I, are happily married and like each other. We have a regular sex life and hence nothing unusual may be expected. We went once to Alibag, which is a beach resort near mumbai. The hotel Tropicana has large houses and we rented out one room for two nights. When we were
From the day that we met online, Mitch and I hit it off. We talked often, and told each other a lot about ourselves. One day, he picked me up several blocks from my house, to have lunch in this out of the way caf. A place that gave us privacy to talk about anything,
I hailed a cab at the Seattle airport, told the cabbie the name of my hotel, and then slumped into the back seat. It had been a long trip from Boston and I was tired. Tomorrow I would start a three week familiarization program on the intricacies of the new Boeing 767 in order to