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Posted in older pussy lips on February 27th, 2006

We had been seeing each other for a while now, and each
time the sex was getting better. Little discoveries of
pleasure spots each time had led to some very hot
sessions.

This particular day I heard her car pull up and waited
for her to come inside. In the background the TV was
playing a porn movie the sound track betraying the
moans and squeals of pleasure from the various
actresses. As she walked through the door in a glance I
took her in noticing her hard nipples under her
clothing and the slight flush on her cheeks and throat.
I moved towards her and took her in my arms
passionately kissing her lips sliding my tongue into
her mouth, my hand dropping to clutch one of her ass
cheeks in my hand.

I felt her thrust her hips into mine causing my cock to
thicken and lengthen. She continued to grind against me
while sucking my tongue in her mouth; I cup one of her
tits in my hand gently stroking the nipple making it
harden even further.

Her breathing was starting to get a little ragged and I
could feel her body trembling all over.

I broke off the embrace and led her to the couch and
told her to sit down. Once seated, she reached out and
cupped my bulge in her hand, and looked up at me with
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Posted in older pussy lips on February 11th, 2006

I’ve always been hung up on the female posterior. As a young man I’d delight in those moments in department stores, subway stations, or anywhere that had an attractive woman ascending a staircase or escalator, when I could get a nice view of a good pair of buttocks encased in slacks, jeans, or better yet: a skirt.

I wasn’t rude about it, mind you. Admiring is more the term I’d use, not drooling. Still, as I moved past the loss of my virginity and on toward acquiring girlfriends and then a wife, my biggest turn-on remained viewing the well-formed backsides of women. There’s just something that takes my breath away when a lover turns to reveal her skirt or panties or slacks slipping down over her smooth, rounded cheeks. To me it’s the perfect combination of artistic beauty and raw, steamy sex.

An Italian-American woman who lived across the hall from me when I had my first apartment comes to mind, for the great favors she did. Aside from taking pity on my poor dietary habits and inviting me over for a home cooked meal several times, this 30-something divorcee loved to have long conversations about cinema with me, once she learned that I was majoring in the subject at college. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in nude mature women on February 11th, 2006

I am standing on the stage, singing to the bright lights and the shouts of the crowd. Sweat stings my eyes so badly that I can barely see the set list. Occasionally, some of the dancers will come right up to the footlights at the bottom of the stage and I can glimpse them for a moment. Young. Energetic. Tanned. Guys in shorts and floral shirts. Girls in bikinis with sarongs wrapped carelessly over them. We are separate from the world as we cruise up and down the Brisbane River on a humid, summer night. In the distance there are flashes of lightning. There will be a storm in the city later. We play our psydeco tunes till our fingers hurt and our voices are hoarse. If only all gigs could be like this.

There is a woman who now and then comes to lean on the edge of the stage. She is clearly older than the rest of the crowd. Stringy, grey hair. Face lined. Her body isn’t so much flabby as shapeless beneath a tie-dyed, shift dress. She has an essence though. She seems to have remnants of the same spirit that drives these young people to dance frenetically on such a night. I am at once attracted and repelled by her as my fingers continue to fly along the accordion. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in milf seeker on February 11th, 2006

I looked forward to this weekend for some time, marking it on my calendar several months ahead of time and making sure all reservations were confirmed and guaranteed. A trip to this park under normal circumstances was something special, but this year it featured the regional festivities of National Nude Day.

After enduring the typical headaches of the local law enforcement at the park entrance, I pulled my bike to just inside park boundaries and removed the last of my clothes. I made sure to shine my, rather full, moon in the deputy’s direction as I packed my clothes into the saddle bags. Given the local sheriff’s reputation, I was amazed at the puritan attitude his deputies exhibited at any nudist events.

Of course I didn’t really expect them to be too enthusiastic thinking about what all my 280 or so pounds might look like without my ratty clothes, but they acted even ruder to the hard-bodies that came to the park. They were absolutely atrocious to the few families that attended. Fortunately, once inside the park, the attitudes were gone and everyone could enjoy the freedom that nudity brought. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in older women on February 10th, 2006

My name is Sean. And this is more of a confession, rather than a story. Something happened to me with a very special lady. Because of her position in the community as the local women’s club civic leader, dutiful churchgoing housewife, and us living in a small town (named Troy) things could get ugly if her husband, my girlfriend, and the community found out. I gotta tell someone though. So, it might as well be a perfect stranger…

I awoke from my peaceful slumber to the irritating ring of my cheap telephone. My head was spinning and for a second I didn’t know where I was until I saw my collection of beer bottles neatly lined upon my dresser. They were remnants of a period when my only worries were getting to class in time for an exam. Fumbling around in a stupor, I felt the phone’s cold plastic in my grip and brought it to my tired head. I managed to answer in a low, gravelly voice.

“Hey Sean, this is Helen,” she said in her Southern drawl, “Were you asleep?”

“Naw. I was just about to get up. What’s going on?” I replied drowsily.

Looking at my clock, I discovered it was already past ten. Saturday is my “sleep-in” day and I try not to get out of bed before eleven. I figured Helen must’ve really needed something because she knew my routine. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in mature women on February 10th, 2006

I was savouring my after-breakfast cup of coffee when the phone rang. It was Sandra, my next door neighbour.

“Gerald?”

“Yes Sandra. Good morning.”

“Are you doing anything this morning?”

“Nothing that couldn’t be done another time. Why?”

“I need your help. My car should have come back from servicing this morning at nine o’clock. They’ve just rung to say that it won’t be ready until tomorrow. Something about needing a part for the steering…”

“And?”

“And I’m supposed to be playing a friendly golf tournament starting at eleven o’clock. I’ve just rung the others. They are already on their way so I can’t get a lift. Could you?”

“Drive you to the tournament? I suppose so. Where?”

The tournament was thirty miles away. Not far, but expensively too far for a taxi if one was available. Of course I obliged. I like Sandra. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in mature pics on February 10th, 2006

“They tell me you are filling in for the Police Commissioner and escorting his wife to her dinner,” Stan said as they stood at the club bar watching the parade of lady members heading to the locker rooms. “Be careful mate she may be neglected by that big bastard but he’ll do you in if he catches you with his missus.” He waved at the passing paraded of women golfers, “Look at all that fresh young pussy out there, you’d have to be a bloody mug to go near trouble like her.”

Mark laughed, “The commissioner asked me to cover for him and look after her so he can hardly complain if I do as he asked.”

Even though he had dismissed Stan’s words Mark knew the dinner could mean trouble. Stella the police commissioner’s wife excited him. Her cool manner and the reserve she displayed publicly while acting like a bitch in heat privately made her all the more desirable.

On the surface the dinner went smoothly; Mark aware of the dangers of appearing too interested in Stella made sure he danced with nearly all of the visiting police officers wives before finally asking her to dance. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in Uncategorized, mature hot pussy on February 9th, 2006

Let me take a brief moment to introduce myself….. and tell you of my shame. My name is Mrs. Barbara Jones. I am 35 years old; married to a rather submissive man named Jim and teach Jr. High math. I also serve as the department head. I do not have what is considered a knock out body but I can turn a man’s head when I dress to please. I weigh 119 pounds; my measurements are 34B-23-34; spread over five feet six inches. I have light brown hair and I wear it in a semi- page boy type hairdo which nearly reaches the nape of my neck. My best assets are two long legs which I like to show; and a tight muscled ass; and I enjoy teasing the weaker sex…. or so I thought.

Jim and I were married after college. I started teaching Jr. High math and Jim started with a Big Six accounting firm. The school in which I started was in a changing neighborhood. When I started it was a lower middle class white neighborhood; it is now about 20% black and the neighborhood is much rougher.

I am not certain how to explain how my seduction occurred. I have always been a rather meek teacher. Because of my timid disposition many of the male students saw this as an opportunity to take advantage of me. While I was never subjected to any physical abuse there was more than one occasion where they ignored my commands; and mocked my attempts at bringing order to a chaotic classroom. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in Uncategorized, hairy pussy on February 9th, 2006

As I sat behind my hard wooden desk I wondered if my nightmare had just ended or…….just began. As I recalled the day’s events my pussy quivered as my feminine dew coated the back of my skirt. The sun was starting to drop on this warm Autumn day.

My mind recalled the moment when his large black cock filled my mouth… “Oh God,” I thought. How can I be thinking of this fourteen year old kid when I should be heading home to my husband and our perfect little life. The seconds ticked on. “I should leave….I should leave….but…….”

“I must tell him that I will report him if he shows up..I must remove him from thoughts.” However as my mind reasoned what I should do I heard the knob start to turn. My heart started racing. My mind suddenly went blank and I felt the slickness between my thighs as I pulled my legs together.

Jerome casually walked to the front of the desk. I could not look up….. I continued to stare at the desk; I could not look Jerome in the face. I felt myself start shivering…but my sex was still leaking it’s sticky creme. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in granny sex on February 9th, 2006

The first signal of a new day was when my eyes finally opened. It was nearly 11:00 AM and neither my teen age lover nor my husband had yet stirred. My body although rested still ached from the sexual breeding that I had undergone during the last twenty four hours. I raised my head and my muscles sent me their signal; they were sore and each movement must be performed on a slow motion basis.

I slowly made it to the shower off the master bedroom. As I felt the warm water coat my body I lathered my small but firm breasts and slowly rubbed the soap over my well used sex. The warm water, soap suds and peaceful moments relaxed my tender and sore body.

When I finished I pulled on one of my husband’s white dress shirts. I thought momentarily about putting on a pair of panties and bra but then felt that my new lover would not approve. I therefore exited the bathroom in only my husband’s shirt. When I re-entered the bedroom I saw the first movements of Jerome on my martial bed. I walked over and straddled his muscular body. He was laying face down and I forcefully gave him a soothing back rub. After several minutes he rolled over and pulled me to him and gave him a full mouth kiss. He then pushed me aside. “I like bacon and eggs…” Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in granny pics on February 9th, 2006

Monday morning came early. Jerome and his father, “Daddy” had left around two in the morning. Each had shared my husband’s bed with me and each had deposited a volumous load of black sperm deep in my womb before they showered and left. Naturally, neither had used a condom and kept referring to the black baby that they had lodged deep in my belly.

As I showered and dressed I kept remembering my “orders” on how Jerome expected me to look at school. I was no longer permitted to wear low shoes; nor long skirts. Jerome told me that unless he could place his huge hand between the hem of my skirt and the top of my knee he would be forced to give me another caning at school. I could not tell if he was serious but I did not take any chances. Although I had very little sleep from my first black breeding on Friday night through Sunday night I managed to pull my tired body and sore pussy up an hour earlier then normal so that I could adjust the hem on my skirt. As I raised the hem on the skirt I made extra sure that I had complied with his measurement standard. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in mature women on February 7th, 2006

Martha exited the bar around 4:00 PM. She stood there a moment, unsure of what to do next. The three rum and cokes had helped a bit, but she still wasn’t quite ready to face Denise and Ted. Not after what she’d seen earlier that afternoon. So now what?

She hopped into her car, fidgeted a bit with the seat belt and mirrors, and pulled out of the parking lot. She drove aimlessly, trying unsuccessfully to come to grips with her emotions.

She thought of Denise, her best friend. She saw her as she’d been last weekend when the two of them had made slow, tender love for the first time. And she saw Denise as she was earlier today, a blindfolded, submissive slut, only too eager to submit herself to anybody’s will. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in older women on February 7th, 2006

I’ve been reading the stories on this site for a few years and I thought I’d share an experience that happened this summer. I hope you enjoy it.

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I’m 24 years old. I have brown hair, brown eyes, full lips, and 34c breasts, and I’m 5 feet four inches tall. I’ve put on a bit of weight since high school, but i still get looks when I dress up, or even when I’m just doing groceries or walking outside.

Early this year my husband lost his job. He works in the high tech industry and we had moved into a very nice condo outside of our city. Because of the economic situation, it was very hard for him to find work in his field. After a few months money was very tight and the unpleasant prospect of losing our new home was becoming a reality. My husband took the loss of his job very badly, and he spent a great deal of time in a bathrobe, watching daytime tv, and drinking. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in granny pics on February 7th, 2006

Gary eased himself into the very hot waters of his hot tub. The contrast of the hot water to the nearly zero degrees of the freezing night air always startled him. It was nearly midnight and other than the light of the moon, it was dark in his backyard. When the clouds passed between the moon and Earth it became pitch dark. Gary wore no bathing suit, as usual, because no one could see that he was naked, even in the clear daylight. His wooded backyard assured that he could be naked in his hot tub without fear of being observed by neighbors.

He turned on the pumps and immediately the jets propelled soothing waters to massage his aching flesh. The hot tub was the best investment he ever made, he thought to himself. Somehow the hot swirling water made most problems disappear, at least while he was in the tub. Gary pulled his foreskin back and the hot water made an instant impression on his cockhead. He moved to align his sore hip muscles to a swirling jet and was rewarded as the sore muscles were instantly soothed by the fast moving hot water. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in mature pics on February 7th, 2006

My sister and I live on adjoining one-acre lots in a sparsely populated development way out in the country. Between our houses is an area with a picnic table, an old fashioned swing hanging from a huge oak tree, a couple of barbecue pits and off just a little way from the rest, a trampoline. All of our kids are young adults now so the trampoline seldom gets used for anything other than a place for a private conversation or a place to lay out and catch some sun. But one night last summer it became a place of unexpected pleasure for me.

Most of my family had come out to one of the local watering holes to listen to me and my band. It had been a great gig with a loud, appreciative crowd that danced all night and tipped well. I was in a great mood when we finally wrapped up and got everything loaded and when I got home I was pleased to see that my nephew and a gal he’d brought home from the club and my oldest niece and her best friend were still up and laying around on the trampoline talking and drinking. I grabbed a cold beer out of the ice chest sitting on the ground and jumped up and joined them. Read the rest of this entry »

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Posted in granny sex on February 7th, 2006

Alan’s mother, Nora, had retired to a gated community to golf away her twilight years. Her comfortable home was across the street from Jim and Sally. They had been so nice to Nora when she moved in, shortly after the death of her husband, Alan’s dad. Jim was a retired banker who married late in life. He was in his late 70’s now, while Sally was in her early 50’s. He was a tall slim southern gentleman. She was a short bubbly blonde who was aging gracefully. She stayed active enough to look a few years younger than she was. She was devoted to Jim.

Alan visited his mother a couple of times a year. She usually had a list of chores for him that she had saved up since his last visit. At 45 Alan still felt a son’s obligation to work around the house for his mom. And she was always so grateful. A time or two she had asked him to go across the street to help Jim with some heavy lifting or other task that needed a young man’s strength. Alan had noticed Sally always stood by keeping an eye so that Jim didn’t overdo it, he assumed. So it was no surprise when Nora asked Alan to go across the street to help out Sally with some chore or other. Read the rest of this entry »

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