Sex for me is so much better at thirty-five than it was in college. The guys who I share myself with know that it’s much more than just sticking it in and shooting it out. My boyfriend, Todd, makes sure I get what I need. And what do I need? Cunnlingus is good, thank you. When I was in school, most guys were obsessed with seeing breasts, not eating pussy. They wanted to see your tits, rub them, lick them, even jizz on the...

Store jingles play over the loudspeaker. Customers bustle through the aisles, pushing and shoving to get the best deal while I wonder from under my cotton surgical mask. Do they notice? Can they tell? Catching a whiff of my arousal rising from underneath my skirt, sealed into my already soaked panties by the tight fabric of my knit wool stockings, I can't help but rub my thighs together to feel the wetness spread around m...

I love when guys see me naked. And I love when I see them naked, too. I’m a thirty-four-year-old who recently discovered that I love showing off what I have. I get wet when guys get hard when they see, smell, and suck my pussy. My friend Emma and I were talking girl stuff the other day at lunch. She is about ten years younger but also recently found she gets off by undressing in front of her dates, surprising them with he...

During my freshman year of college, I started dating a guy who didn’t have much experience with women. I didn’t have much experience with guys, so we were about even. Our visits to coffee shops near campus soon advanced to his off-campus apartment. We kissed. Soon he had his hand in my pants. He felt his way around, caressing my clitoris and sticking a finger into my vagina. He then asked if he could take off my pants and...

  The ferry slowly went past the castle to my right and the National museum to my left. It was a quiet Saturday morning; the water was like a mirror and the buildings reflected into it. I shaded my eyes and looked at the castle again. A big brown grey building where the King of Sweden and his family lived and worked. Below it, the traffic flowed with cars and buses making their way to their destinations. Mine was the town...

Freshened by the shower and looking forward to whatever the rest of the evening might hold, Dan Carney dried himself, and put on the robe Cassie had mentioned. Going down the stairs he had his stomach juices teased by the aromatic cooking smells that rose from the kitchen. There was quiet, gentle music playing on the radio, and Cassie was standing over the hob, as he entered. When she turned Dan thought she looked so sens...

Part 1 We have been driving for hours. Having left just after work we hit the bumpy dirt road just after 7pm. You look over to me in anticipation as my foot lifts from the pedal and we settle into a smooth drive. Weeks we have waited for this opportunity to get away from everyone and spend a long weekend together. The drive has been relatively uneventful. Hours of small talk have passed and apart from my hand on your leg,...

This is the second chapter of my series “I Love My Hairy Mom.” Please send me your comments, thoughts, requests, and any ideas you have about hairy bish and hairy sons / mothers. I will resond! You can email me by clicking the “Contact” tab on my author profile page. Just click my name on here to get there! All characters are over 18 in this story. - Main character (boy/son) is 23 years old - Mother is 47 years old I Love...

All characters are OVER 18 in this story. - Main character (boy/son) is 23 years old - Mother is 47 years old I Love My Hairy Mom: Chapter I Prologue: I guess my interest in my mother started by seeing my mom naked in her room while she was getting changed or in the bathroom while she was taking a bath or shower. You see, my mom raised me and my siblings to see that nudity is natural and not anything to be weirded out abo...