My name is Kerrie. I am a forty-two-year-old woman with a loving husband, two great daughters, and a home in an upper middle class, leafy suburb in the north of Sydney. I work part-time as a business manager, play tennis and swim. At forty-two, I am still slim, fit and attractive. I have been married since I was twenty-two and still love my husband, Tom, who loves me. Sex with him remains very satisfying. I am multi-orgas...

At the time I had just turned forty. That milestone, for some reason, had me beginning to wonder whether, as good as my sex life was with my husband, Tom, there was more to sex than I had experienced.Certainly the massage in Phuket was the first time a woman’s touch had aroused me. And, how I came and came again! Even in my late teens, I had not, as many girls do, experimented sexually with girls. I didn’t mind if they di...

In Kerrie’s Journey: Chapter 2: I explore online, I described how, after an erotic massage in Phuket by a woman, I came home and started to explore online. I was keen to understand the growing need in me to be touched again by a woman. Eventually I discovered a lesbian chat site. There I found other women, who like me were exploring their bi-side. They introduced me to the joy of cyber sex.At home I continued to have a gr...

If you have read my earlier stories you will know that an erotic massage in Phuket by a woman during which I climaxed led me, on my return home to Sydney, to explore online. I was intrigued that at 40, I was for the first time turned on by thoughts of sex with a woman.While I would have easily taken some of my new online relationships into the real world, no one was in Australia. That geographical barrier was also an impo...

In my last story, I described how Jennifer, an online friend, challenged me to flash myself at and possibly seduce my sixteen-year-old step-nephew, Timmy, who was staying with us while his parents were away. At the time, I was feeling a bit lonely, bored and horny. Both Tom, my husband, and Julie, my lesbian lover, were away. I’d had no sex for over ten days. Somewhat to my surprise, I did as Jennifer instructed and ended...

In an earlier story, I described how Jennifer, an online friend, challenged me to flash myself at my sixteen year-old step-nephew. At the time, Timmy was staying with us while is parents were away. My husband, Tom, and our daughters were also away so I was alone with Timmy. Somewhat to my surprise, I did as Jennifer instructed and ended up fucking Timmy. That led to three days of almost continual sexual arousal on my part...

My less than satisfactory encounter with Robbie, plus Jennifer’s insistent reminders, led to me feeling that I maybe I should see Timmy again. Hopefully he’d still be interested sexually in me. The question was how. I couldn’t just ring him up and invite him over that would look a bit odd. Heather, my sister and his step-mom, finally gave me the perfect excuse. She mentioned that since he had now got his licence, they’d g...

If you have read my earlier stories you will know that Timmy, my seventeen-year-old step-nephew, and I have been having an affair. I was concerned that, by having such a regular affair with me, he wouldn’t develop relationships with his peers. Thus one afternoon, as we lay on the bed, recovering from our usual very satisfying fuck, I asked him whether he was having sex with any girls his age. He told me that his girlfrien...

At first glance, it was a typical suburban dinner party. The truth was very different. I was there alone; my husband being in Hong Kong. Apart from our hostess, Gemma, I had only just met the other four—a couple, Paul and Brenda, and two men, Jose and Simon—yet I expected, before the night was over, to have sex with all of them. That expectation both amazed me and filled me with marvellous anticipation; my panties already...

In the days following dinner at Gemma’s I was in turmoil. I’d woken early the morning after the dinner in Gemma’s bed. She was on her back, her face soft with sleep. I lay beside her watching her before quietly rising, dressing and leaving her a note. I had to be alone. I needed to think. At home and in the cold light of day, I was frankly amazed at what had happened. I oscillated between feeling that I’d been a real slut...

As I drove up to the house, I noticed Gemma’s car parked in the drive way. She must be here for a swim, I thought. While my husband was overseas, Amy and Becca, my 18-year-old twin daughters, were also home. So, regretfully, Gemma and I wouldn’t be able to follow a swim with some sexual fun. How wrong I was! Gemma lived in the next suburb and, for the past few months, we had been lovers. She was more aggressive than I was...

The morning after my tryst with my eighteen-year-old twin daughters, Amy and Becca, we woke late. The girls were still in my bed. We had fallen asleep cuddled up with one on either side of me. During the night, they’d rolled away and now lay beside me—Amy on her back and Becca on her tummy. Both were nude. I couldn’t resist rubbing Becca’s back. She stirred, murmured, woke and smiled. “Oh Mom, are we going to make love ag...

If you have read my earlier stories you will know that, until about two years ago, I was a happily married woman. In particular, I had never really thought of sex with another woman. That changed after a woman gave me an erotic massage in Thailand. She elicited three amazing orgasms and revealed a bi side that I never knew existed. Returning home, I explored online and made a number of online friendships with women who sh...