He was sitting behind the desk in his home office. He was nearing completion of an important video conference with several managers from the plant that manufactures The Chair and a few representatives of the sex toy company that he had partnered with for production of some of the various attachments. Besides resolving several delivery issues that they had recently experienced, they had also discussed their earnings projections for the next 3 month period. All indications pointed to even larger growth during this next period. After thanking the other participants for a “very satisfying” meeting, he pressed the button that disconnected their computer audio/video link and shut off the camera. (more…)

I wanted to know who the hell (with the help of Trudy’s fingers!) had just given me the best blowjob off my life.

Post orgasm remorse was cursing through my mind though, what if it was a guy!? At the time I was so into the fantastic sensations my cock and ass were receiving I’m not sure I would have cared, but now…, I slowly lifted my head of the bed and looked over my shoulder. Behind me Trudy stood smiling back at me, looking flushed with some of her immaculately tied up hair straying down the sides of her face. “Something tells me that hit the spot Jakey” Trudy remarked and grinned as she slide her fingers from my ass unable to resist a quick stroke of my prostate on the way that had my cock pulsing. (more…)

For those who follow my stories know that I was not involved in sexual play until after I became a widow at the sweet age of fifty-six. I am now sixty-seven and during the intervening eleven years I have made up for lost time so to speak.

After two years of being alone I was no longer comfortable in the house that had been my home for so many years. The memories of my near non-existent sex life for the first fifty six years were no pleasing and therefore I felt I needed to move on. So a new home was in the cards. (more…)

After that evening on the beach I knew my life would never be the same, but I was surprised by how quickly things changed. People immediately seemed to notice a difference in me, my whole demeanor had changed. The ever-present shyness that had crippled me socially for so long had disappeared overnight, leaving behind a confidence that allowed me to walk tall, speak my mind, stand up for myself. I liked the new me. Others seemed to appreciate the changes as well.

I was a senior in high school. It was early June and there were only a couple of weeks of classes left. I owned those two weeks, making up for four years of being invisible. (more…)

The next day, most of us slept in as long as we could. The wedding was at 12:30 and those taking part in the ceremony had to be there early. I hooked up with Gloria and Sarah and went to look for some breakfast on the way to the airport to pick up Paul’s girlfriend. Not to belittle a beautiful and important day like a wedding, but the wedding is not the focus of this story. Suffice it to say the wedding and bride were beautiful and the reception was a lot of fun. Because the wedding started so early in the day, we were back at the hotel after the reception by 5:30 with plans to get together for dinner later that evening. We all went back to our respective rooms, me finally being alone in mine. I didn’t feel like I needed a nap, so I just kicked back on the bed and turned on the TV. (more…)

“Note: FYI – Aoife is pronounced “EE-fa”"

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Life has a way of getting in the way of living, which sounds absurd until four kids, demanding jobs, numerous activities, sports and the mundane realities of running a home result in you waking up one day with the realization that other than hurried couplings, the passion you shared with your partner was largely a thing of wet dreams and memories.

Aoife did just that. An odd juxtaposition of events left her unaccountably alone with absolutely nothing that must be done and an empty house. (more…)

She was a middle-aged woman, over weight, shy and lonely. If she let the truth be told, she was horny as well. The loneliness/horniness got her started dabbling with cyber sex. She had been cybering for about 2 months. She found it to be very empowering. She didn’t have to be beautiful or appealing, just able to express her hidden desires in an erotic way. It came to her like second nature she was amazed how easy it was for her to type the things she wanted to do. And how willing men were to respond to her. (more…)

There have been a few horny experiences in hotels down the years – especially with my ex-husband who was pretty much obsessed with wanting to film me having sex with other men. I have always been quite horny though, and I agreed willingly to most things he suggested. In terms of strangers in hotels, some nights were a real turn-on, some a bit weird. After one not-so-great experience when I was left trussed to the bed, we decided I ought to be in control a little more – just in case…

One such time my ex hid in the bathroom with the shower running while we waited for some very special room service. I had done all my make-up, put on lingerie – including stockings, natch - and thrown on a T-shirt over the top to make it look like I was in the middle of getting ready to go out. As ordered from room service, a guy came up with champagne and I pretended I wasn’t expecting it. As I guided him into the hotel room, he said hubby had ordered it and had also promised him a tip because he couldn’t find any cash earlier when we checked in. (more…)

“First off, thank you all who have replied with feedback. I really appreciate it. Next up is the standard disclaimer. This is a story for adults, those 18 or over. The names have been changed to protect the horny and this is purely fantasy. I WISH I had sis-in-laws that were this open to having sex with me. Enjoy. ”

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Leslie hung up the phone and turned to me, “How about some dinner?”

“Um, this is all I wore today.” I stammered, pointing to my sweats.

“Duh, like I don’t know that? I was talking about pizza, delivery style you knuckle head” Leslie replied. (more…)

David kissed and licked his way down her body, making love to the special places and then finding new pleasure spots. Lybee was writhing on the bed, her hips undulating as she strained toward him, wanting more. Her wrists were tied to the headboard, but she didn’t seem to notice. She moved her hips, twisted, trying to get more of her body in contact with David’s stroking tongue. He began smoothing his hands over her body, massaging her skin with long, velvety strokes. She could smell the scent of vanilla as his hands continued their journey over her flesh. Then he began kissing her again, the skin under his lips burning hot with each breath. He teased her, licking and sucking around her breasts, but never actually making contact with her hard and aching nipples. She arched her back, called to him, asked softly for his mouth, but to no avail. It was then that she noticed her hands, her arms, her inability to move. David’s face loomed over hers, his eyes burned with desire. (more…)