I am an active, 60+ year old, retired judge with a reasonably attractive wife that has had, until recently, no interest in sex. I have many hobbies. I don't consider myself a good golfer, but I enjoy playing at golf. I say ‘playing at’ because I'm happy if I can shoot a high 90's score. My wife hates golf, but doesn't care that I play. A lifelong friend of mine doesn't play golf, but his attractive wife does. She's in her...
Katie The sun was high and the breeze off the ocean was just enough to keep the afternoon heat from being unbearable. I stretched out on the lounger, feeling the sun warm my skin as I sipped my mojito, enjoying the sweet tang of lime and mint. Across from me, Bex was lounging in her bikini, flipping through a magazine she was barely paying attention to. We’d both been silent for a while, just soaking in the bliss of the v...
My name is Angela. I am a forty-eight-year-old divorced mother with three children, two grown-up sons in their early twenties and a thirteen-year-old daughter. I have been divorced for around twelve years and have not been in a relationship since we separated. I have spent the last twelve years being a mum and making sure my kids had the best upbringing I could provide them, life is hectic as I also have a full-time job i...
Recap: Kate had been dumped by her boyfriend, Bruce. To unwind from the shock, we had all got drunk, leading to Kate wanting a group massage, with the Tom Special - screwing her hard from behind. For the following day, we had arranged a mid-week getaway. And the day ended up with us having sex in the shower and all curling up naked in a sleeping bag on the deck. The rising sun's increasing brightness over the fence slowly...
I was sixteen years old when I befriended Charlotte Simmons. I had been living with Maeve Anderson, my fifth foster parent, for about eight months. Maeve was the kindest foster parent I had by then, but she was also the biggest pushover. I had taken advantage of her kindness on too many occasions, and while I did feel guilty sometimes, I knew it wouldn’t be too long before I was switched to a different home anyway. I lear...
We went clubbing. Just the two of us. Wanting to escape our relationship and family problems, knowing that we both wanted a much-needed break. And that was when I realised that we only had each other. We spent the night dancing and drinking. We took a couple of shots before getting a bottle of whiskey. Another couple of glasses in and I was definitely more than high, a fact aided by the joint we had shared before the drin...
Natasha and I have been friends for years, good friends, but in a strictly plutonic way. We talk about anything and everything, but not sex simply because while she is divorced and singled, I am divorced and remarried. Though I am remarried, my wife and I live in separate states. A product of travelling years ago with my Tinder profile active. My relationship with my wife works. We have a happy marriage, albeit one based...
My brothers John, Harry, James, Robert, and I (Jean) lived with our mother (Ailsa) in North Scotland during the 1950s and early 1960s. We had a good and relatively happy upbringing, albeit a strict one. Mum was austere and did not tolerate misbehaviour; her hairbrush or plimsoll regularly lit up my bottom for my misdeeds. By contrast, I had a charmed life at school until I reached eighteen and moved into the all-girl clas...
Emily felt exhilarated after another thrilling day of skiing through the vast expanse of pristine snowcapped mountains. As she led her companions back towards their humble haven — a charming wooden cabin surrounded by lush greenery dotted with sparkling snowflakes — she couldn't help but feel grateful for such adventurous company. Her heart raced faster when she thought about tonight's plans, a seductive mix of candleligh...
As Kelly and I stepped into her house at a little after one in the morning, we made no effort to muffle our laughter. Her parents were out of town for the weekend, so we didn't have to worry about keeping it down. My best friend and I were home for the summer following our first year of college. Though we'd attended schools in different states, we stayed in touch through constant letter writing, and now that we were back...
RECAP: We were at Peninsula Park, having just had our third threesome of the day against a semi-submerged rock. We swam into the cove and continued until our hands hit the soft sand, then we pulled up and walked to the beach. Our clothes were clinging, showing their full busts, which I playfully groped and so my growing cock also showed, which they playfully fondled as we walked up. As we stood, getting our blood pressure...
This was probably around the twentieth Christmas Dinner Dance that we’d been to over the years with our friends Mike and Julie. I had been friends with Mike since our schooldays, and still laugh about his hesitance to ask Julie out during the summer holidays in the year we left school. To his surprise, she agreed, and their twenty-plus-year relationship began. We drifted apart after leaving school but met again five years...
In the tapestry of life, our paths first crossed, Like puzzle pieces fitting perfectly, no detail lost. A friendship blossomed, slowly unfolding, Each moment shared, a memory worth holding. From uncertain beginnings, we found our groove, Navigating life's twists and turns, our bond did groove. Through laughter and tears, through highs and lows, Our friendship strengthened, as the love flows. What started as pieces of a pu...
The feverish moisture between her legs builds up while she listens to her every word. Blindfolded, she can't see her; she can strongly feel her commanding yet caring presence. Her countless male lovers had torn her asunder. She learned from them terribly, though. She wanted this -- her. There's no turning back. Her creamy neck craves the savage touch of her newest lover, which will run down to her rich bosom and further t...
On Tuesday morning, with the air still fresh, I escaped from my house. I wanted to make sure that there was no last-minute change of plans by my mother, as I didn’t want another day staying at home, babysitting. If things changed, Ella would be there, and she could look after our two younger brothers, as, after all, I had done it all day yesterday. I also needed to keep my two appointments. The first one was with Jaz in t...
