My girlfriend and I were walking on the street one day and there was a small wooded area next to the road. Impulsively we went inside the little forest and started kissing and touching. The trees were young and thin so anyone passing could see us. We decided to lie down. I was under her sweater in to time and caressing her inner thighs. She was immediately gasping. I moved my hand between her tummy and closed pants way down under her panties. She drew in her belly for my hand to pass through. I felt her pubic hair and got excited. She became horny as hell. I was just a few inches away from her pussy lips but all was wet already. I heard my belt being unclasped and one by one my buttons being opened. I felt the open air on my half naked body. She pushed her ... Read More»

Kris and I have been together now for ten years. She was widowed in her mid- fifties, having lost a husband who had been twenty years her senior. We consequently met and fell in love. This was a substantial change for her since I am seven years younger than she is. I am fifty-nine, she is sixty-six. Kris is both attractive and shapely. She is not one of those women who looks younger than her age. She looks like a sixty-six year old woman. It's just that she makes sixty-six look hot. She is also incredibly sensual and sexually imaginative, experiencing intricate sexual fantasies, usually involving non-consensual sex and not necessarily always about herself. For example, just recently, we were dining at a favorite restaurant. I noticed Kris raise her hand to ... Read More»

Geneva knew he was trouble the second her gaze fell on him. Their eyes met and locked, and the sheer intensity of the gaze he held her in sent shivers up and down her spine. She broke eye contact first by looking down and pretending to nurse her drink, thankful that she was sitting at a booth and not at the bar, where she would surely feel naked, exposed to his probing brown eyes. A momentary conflict of desires made her unsure about whether she wanted him to join her or not. That short time when their eyes locked... she felt an exchange of pure energy between them, something akin to a thunderbolt that struck her, effectively knocking her out of her cozy, comfortable cocoon she'd woven around herself for so long. Ever since her husband David died of cancer ... Read More»

Sam sighed in frustration. This was going to be the most boring holidays ever – her family was staying home. Well, at least she could make her own fun. Lying on her bed, the room darkened by closed curtains, her mind drifted off to happier thoughts – Brian, the well dressed man who owned then men's clothing store in town. He must have been over 40, although not 50 yet. But Sam didn't mind. In fact, quite the opposite, she was very attracted to older men. And she would have welcomed the chance for Brian to join her on her bed right then. Her hands ran over the large mounds of her breasts which were already free of her blouse, down past her crotch to the hem of her skirt. She quickly pulled it up and unbuttoned it so that it fell away, revealing her white ... Read More»

She slipped quietly to the communal garden atop aher building. It was quiet and cold. The white blanket of powdery snow seemed to dampen out the world. Even the busy street below was quite. Only the sound of her breath curling little clouds of mist before her made a noise. It took her a while to make the final step from the stairwell to the serene peacefulness of the exterior. Perhaps it was the coat and gloves. Maybe it was the mug of hot chocolate. Or the new scarf she had received in a box from her mother. But one of the things that warmed her slender frame provided the courage she needed to take the next step. And once her warmly covered feet crunched into the pliant surface of the snow blanketed roof top, she would not turn back. The glistening lights ... Read More»

After the day I had at work I was definitly ready to get home and let off some steam. Some of the paperwork my boss asked for wasn't done and the parts that were done weren't done right according to my boss's impossibly high standards so I got bitched at for over an hour. By the time my shift was over I was extremely eager to get out of the office. I'm one of the shorter guys at my work and definitly not the most buff so usually people look down on me for that. I keep my hair short so it is easier to manage and my brown eyes show the impact of the boat load of work I had to do recently. I parked my car in the driveway and when I was walking up to the front door I noticed the door was slightly a jar. This definitly dismayed me because only I had a key to my ... Read More»

To Dean it was just another adventure. His wealthy parents had died in a car crash a few years back. Dean was happy to let his older brother run the family business. He lived quite happily off his share of the dividends and interest from the family fortune. He was twenty-five and didn’t have any plans of settling down soon. Why should he? He was rich. He could do whatever he wanted and if he fell, well, money has a way of making sure you always land on your feet. Dean was a cat man and he knew it, in fact he reveled in it. He’d grabbed the flight to Lukla on a whim. He’d been in Katmandu and decided to do some exploring. Dean knew he was in no shape to take on Mt. Everest on any other monsters in the Himalayas but figured it would be fun to poke around the ... Read More»

Sherri had had a tough night. First she was involved a little confrontation with a skinny bitch who thought that just because she had a vagina made her hotter than Sherri (and no, it didn’t), and then Sherri borrowed a bottle of whiskey from some advertising executives who called the police on her. Honestly, this was not what she had in mind when dreaming of being ‘The American Shemale in London.’ So here she was standing at the fingerprint machine, hands cuffed in front of her, next to a burly police officer who had been dragging her around. The reflective screen in front of her told her that she was still hot, indeed the hottest piece of skirt in the station. “Left hand please.” “You know, this would be easier if you un-cuffed me.” “I know but then ... Read More»

“Holy smokes, Bev, “you gotta stop that, you’re driving me crazy!!!” Bev Andrews lowered her head and while looking over the top rim of her wire rimmed glasses asked, “And what would I be doing that’s driving you crazy, Tom, I’m just doing my makeup and hair!?!” A little line of drool crept out of the corner of Tom’s mouth as he stared at his wife’s huge chest and her always full and erect nipples before stammering, “Y-you know what I mean, it’s not fair for you to sit there naked like that, you know I can’t stand it!!!” “Now look, Tommy,” she replied in a slightly exasperated voice, “last week you complained when I wore my bra and panties, and now it’s because I’m naked, for goodness sakes I’m in my own dressing room, will you please grow up!!!” Dropping his ... Read More»

So the truth was, I'd hired her for her tits. The benefit was, she was sharp as a tack, the heart and soul of the daily operations as it turned out. The fact that Theresa had looks, and like I said a great pair of tits that she (sort of) enjoyed showing off was an obvious factor when I had hired her on. Being damn intelligent and multi-functional, I only learned after she had started working for me. Theresa had an olive complexion, long dark hair with deep-set brown eyes and full lips that were just begging to be kissed every time she looked at you. And boy was I tempted to do that too. Something made harder by the fact we spent a great deal of time alone in the office with no one else there to walk in or bother us, except on very rare occasions. As a small ... Read More»

I have been at the cabin for three days now cleaning out the remains of Old Man Winter and the creatures that make it their winter's heaven. I decide that I need to stroll down to the lake and refresh my soul with a dip. Packing some herbal shampoo, ivory soap and pulling the grey terrycloth off the back of the old brown chair, I follow the worn footpath, that keeps the secrets of years gone by, toward the lake. Quickly the lake comes into view as the cabin sits only a few hundred meters from shore. This morning the sun has not quite reached its peak. Gazing across the still water, I can see the fog gently lifting toward the bright blue sky. Off in the distance, a loon sings a song of great joy as several fish splash upon the surface looking for that early ... Read More»

"How many applications do you think we have now," Dr. Horton asked his research assistant, Doris Brewer!?! "About fifty I'd guess," she replied while scanning the list, "and we have a nice cross section of ages, all the way from nineteen up to sixty three!!!" "Good," he said, "what's the breakdown on married and single!?!" "About 70-30," she replied, "with most of them being single!!!" "Hmmm, I wish we had more married women participating in the survey," he opined, "but I guess a lot of husbands wouldn't want their wives involved in something like this, so we'll just have to make do with what we have, right!?!" "That's right," Doris answered, "and if you're ... Read More»

My son brought over three of his friends from his college basketball team earlier today to play video games on the television in the living room. When I opened the front door and invited them inside, I thought to myself, “Oh my, what tall handsome black men they are!” They began playing their video games and I served them some fresh lemonade with vodka. I was not wearing a bra underneath my T-shirt and I noticed the guys checking out my hard nipples straining against the fabric when I lean over to hand them their drinks. After a while they stopped playing games and decided to play with me instead! They asked me to sit on the couch between them then began trying to touch my breasts and kiss me. I playfully pushed their big black hands away from me for a ... Read More»

Beth, I have been enjoying the stories on your site for quite awhile now and I have finally decided to share one of mine. I’m wet just thinking about the secrets I’m about to confess…but at the same time I do feel a twinge of guilt. My husband Alex thinks he is the only guy I ever fucked. I met Alex during my senior year of high school. We sat next to each other in history class. We dated a few times. I think I was the only girl in the class of '97 who was still a virgin when I graduated. I wanted to fuck Alex, but he was really clueless and shy. We ended up going to different colleges in Texas that are about 100 miles apart. I went away to study dance and Alex to study criminal justice. We saw each other on breaks and long weekends. Alex finally ... Read More»

I met Vicki at a hook up site,she had an ad that caught my attention it went something like this "hispanic transexual looking for a serious relationship with an honest man",i read her ad and liked the fact that she was looking for a relationship and not just a one night stand,I`m very much into transexuals and been wanting to get into a serious relationship with one,so i responded to Vicki`s ad and gave her my phone number.To my surprise it took her a whiles to call me but when she finally did,we talked for hours to get to know each other our likes and dislikes,one thing we both had in common we both liked go to dances,so we on a date to a local nite club.When i picked Vicki up i was amazed how beautiful she was,her sexy eyes,her lucious plump lips,she ... Read More»