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Involving older women or men, our mature stories posts appeal to people who enjoy an experienced hand in the bedroom. There's nothing like sex with an older partner to get up to speed with the finer arts involved in love making. Younger guys are sure to love the milf stories.

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Secreterial Sin, and Red Knickers - Part 2

Jaiswal finds his relief, finally.

The smell of her perfume overpowered me a little bit, as I rainedkisses down her long neck. The cold end of the glistening diamond that hung from her ears stroked my fiery skin, as my hands stroked upwards, circling her waist through her silk dress. I stroked her lower back, along her spinal cord, and she shivered in delight, arching backwards. My hands, my hard hands travelled lower, and...Read On

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Pleasuring Granny Pt3

Brenda relights my boiler

In 1983, I became seriously ill. I spent a great deal of time in and out of hospital, so I missed a number of notable happenings. In 1985, Alice and her daughter Sandra came to visit. They stayed long enough for Alice to become very friendly with Jean, and from then on, Jean went to visit her each year. Reading between the lines from the little Jean did say about her visits, it came as...Read On

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Do You Want Me As Much As I Want You?

Cyndy plans a dinner party, and everybody invited cums!

Do you want me as much as I want you? In the afternoon, all I could do was think about you. My body was trembling at the thought of being with you. Looking at your picture on my phone, I had no choice but to take matters into my own hands. First, off came my jeans. My tee shirt went flying across the family room, landing on the television. Unclasping my bra, it too soared, landing...Read On

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Dad's Friend Opens Up Her Heart, Her Home and Her Legs

Sex with my dad's friend was always a fantasy that I can't believe came true.

I remember meeting Shelly for the first time. My dad and I sat in Shelly's kitchen at the table enjoying a cigarette. I heard a door open and out came Shelly. She had just come out of the shower and was wearing a towel, her hair still wet and her skin glistening. I remember she had a great pair of legs. She walked past us and said hi to me with a great smile. She reached out to take my hand. ...Read On

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Real Housewives

Divorce brings friends together

Cassie walked deep into her front yard and then turned to look at her front porch. Cornstalks flanked the dark red front door, intertwined with artificial autumn leaves garland. On each side of the first step, she had placed a black urn filled with red fountain grass, a purple decorative cabbage, salmon colored verbena, bright asters and sweet potato vine. On the next step down were clusters...Read On

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Pleasuring Granny Pt 1

The diary of a very happy man

My name is Tim. I am not, nor have I ever been, married. I have never wanted to be married. I know and have known some very special women. They have shown me that there are a large number of women who, through no fault of their own, are stuck in a loveless or at least a sexless life and that they are expected to endure it because of their ages or 'position' in life. Quite a few of them...Read On

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Paddy Gets A Wake Up Visit Part Three

Paddy's struggles with his sexual awakening.

Attending to the medical needs of the residents of the retirement home I lived in at the time was a resident nurse, who made two rounds of the apartments each day, one at about ten in the morning and the other around seven in the afternoon. She was a rather surly lady in her mid forties given to bouts of complaining about how she had been unfairly overlooked for promotion in the...Read On

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Being Adopted

You can't choose your family, and you may find you have no choice.

She looked so innocent. Pure. The first time I saw her, it was like that scene from the movie, where Kevin Spacey sees the cheerleader, and she seems to glow. My travels took me through the town where my daughter was attending college, so I called to set up a lunch date. My daughter invited me to join her and her friends because they were about to get lunch. She was sitting across from...Read On

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Exploring An Old Man Fantasy

It was time to turn my fantasy about meeting a complete stranger and much older man into a reality.

While forty years old, I have always thought of myself as shy. By nature I am a sensible and cautious woman, but over the past few years I have developed a strong fantasy that has begun to consume me. This is the story of the first time that fantasy becoming a reality. Finding myself single a few years ago following a difficult break up, I had trouble sleeping. At night I would browse...Read On

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Paddy gets a wake up visit Part 2

Pensioner is initiated by younger woman.

Continuing to look at me in the same smouldering fashion, Tina began working her way downwards through the buttons of her blouse, opening each one slowly and deliberately as she went. As each button fell open and more and more of her soft womanly body was exposed to my view I became increasingly intoxicated by the wickedness of ignoring my sanctimonious urges for the wanton lasciviousness...Read On

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Manmoirs: Hot For Teacher

What she lacked in ethics she gained in seduction

Priscilla knew a teacher at school, Madelyn. Madelyn had just become a part-time teacher at the College in some department I can't remember. Regardless, Priscilla introduced us back in January. From then on I would run into Madelyn around our building on campus, and I bumped into her a couple times in the main cafeteria. Around early March we crossed paths in the cafeteria where she asked if...Read On

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Ignoring the Signs (Circa 1978)

love on the rocks

As soon as you walked through the door the unmistakable aroma of weed and the familiar smell of infidelity left you in no doubt that you had entered the Cavendish Club. As usual the place was full of desperate people, some searching for everlasting love, most of them just after a one night stand. The events over the last few days had left him depressed and emotionally drained. The...Read On

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Wind of Change (Circa 1975)

swimming pool and champagne, the perfect recipe for sex

Whitehall Primary School was in the last week of a mid-term break and with only a few members of staff on the premises and no obstructions from interfering children, it should make his survey a lot easier to complete. The car tyres crunched in the deep snow and the windscreen wipers squeaked across the windscreen as he manoeuvred the car carefully through a pair of black metal gates...Read On

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Perfect Timing

If only he had gone straight to the casino on Friday night like he intended he wouldn’t have had the police knocking at his door and he would definitely be in a better frame of mind for the long drive to Stockport. He was certainly beginning to regret his act of chivalry. The Bay Horse public house in Gateshead was a place you generally called into for a quick drink on the way to...Read On

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Double-Room

liaisons lead to sexual relationships

“Double-Room” (circa-1970) After the death of Victoria, and his brother Frank away most of the time with the British Armed Forces and his younger sister Eve in those unbearable teenage years, living at home with his parents was never going to be the same. So when Gary Fowler offered him the opportunity to move into his flat, it didn’t take him long to make up his mind. In the...Read On

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Made To Order-Part 3

I woke up with a cramp in my leg. I bolted up and tried to walk around to get rid of it and finally, it went away. I plopped back down on the couch, and looked around confused. I wasn't at my apartment. There were empty beer bottles, and I realized what happened last night. He was still tied up. I smiled to myself not being able to believe what I had done. I decided it was time to untie the...Read On

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He Looked Familiar

A mature woman finds a young man to satisfy her needs

“He Looked Familiar” (circa-1982) When Brenda Morton entered a room her tits came first and the rest followed. “Come inside,” she invited, her words breathed in a soft seductive whisper, her eyes taking a quick tour over the smart young man old enough to be her son. “I was expecting someone older,” she said. “Please take that age thing as a compliment,” she smiled, flashing dark...Read On

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A Very Good Friend

Sometimes, you just need a little kick in the ass...

The local salon had been good to Caty. At thirty-seven, she had built up a nice clientele, and enjoyed the time with her customers. A down-to-earth soul, she enjoyed the conversations and idle chatter while she transformed ordinary soccer moms into PTA starlets. Occasionally, the conversation was therapeutic for stylist and customer alike. Nearly one year removed from her divorce, she...Read On

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Topless

Helen has her top down

Ray couldn’t believe his eyes. It had all happened so quickly; in the blink of an eye really. Except Ray hadn’t blinked and now, behind his sunglasses, he stared wide-eyed at the rear end of the white convertible as it opened up distance between them. I must be mistaken, he thought, recovering from the unexpected and sudden blur of the car which had overtaken him. Ray, in truth, had not...Read On

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The Appointment *Part 3*

An evenings twist

"Meet me tonight." I hear in my ear as I answer the phone. I am confused at first, but realize it is my therapist. I remain silent, and confused. He senses what I'm feeling. "I know we aren't supposed to tonight, but I have a little exercise that I think you might enjoy." He tells me the address to meet him at. I scribble it down and we say our good byes. What could he possibly want...Read On

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Sex With my Mom's Friends--Chapter 4

Brandon learns the whole truth and decides how to cope with it.

After seeing Brenda and my mother eat each other's pussies, I sped over to Jeri's house. I needed answers and I needed them now. If Jeri didn't come clean with me about everything I couldn't begin to guess what my next move would be. Once I arrived I began beating frantically on her front door. Jeri answered it and I nearly knocked her down as I bolted inside. "What's going on, Jeri?"...Read On

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Two Conversations

A contrast in attitudes toward late-night booty calls

A few days ago, I overhead two teenage boys talking at a nearby table at a restaurant where I was having lunch. Says the first boy, “Last night, my girlfriend called me at three A.M. to tell me she can’t sleep.” At 39, I know a thing or two about why women like me call their boyfriends at three in the morning. When we say we can’t sleep, it means our men are very much on our minds and...Read On

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Just Sex: Aronne and Rosaline

Rosaline De la Mora knows exactly what she wants, and just how to get it.

Rosaline reaches up and clutches the collar of my suit jacket and pulls me down into a passionate kiss, not like the brief kiss we shared earlier today. I wrap my arms around her, holding her to my chest. She smiles and softly bites my bottom lip. I begin to readjust myself on the loveseat, sliding underneath her. She lays her hands on my chest, pushing me slightly. I hear a giggle rise in...Read On

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Happy New Year

It was a really good New Year's party.

It was New Year’s Eve, and despite my reservations, I had ended up at a party to see the New Year in. Ever since my wife of thirty years marriage had died, I hated New Year’s Eve. We had always been the ones to host the celebration of saying goodbye to the old year and welcoming in the new. So this night in particular brought back memories in a way that I had thought I had long since got...Read On

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The Fire Within

It's always good to help out a neighbor

I know hot. The fiery passion that consumed me the first time I kissed my wife has continued to burn for thirty years. Like any marriage, we have had our ups and downs, but I need only think of her to remember that passion. I love my wife. I know cold. It has been almost a year since my wife was kicked in the abdomen by a horse, and it has been a long recovery for her. We went from...Read On

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Gardening at Mrs Chesters

Jonathan helps Mrs Chester in her garden

Jonathan, or ‘little Jonny,’ as he was affectionately known, even though he was now eighteen, was on holidays from college and desperate to earn some cash. As it happens, his mother had been chatting to Dorothy Chester recently, and she started to describe the plans she had for improvement of the big garden at the Chester family home. When she mentioned needing some help to get started,...Read On

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Who wins?

One late afternoon at the beach

Carl knew the spot well. Many a hot summer day he trudged alone over and through the dunes to this secluded position, which was set back and almost hidden in the cliff overlooking the small horseshoe cove. This day, in the mid-afternoon, the burning sun was still high in the azure sky. Not even one fluffy white cloud punctured the blue. Carl, a solidly-framed six-footer whose fitness and...Read On

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Sex With my Mom's Friends--Chapter 3

Brandon comes to grips with his mother's sexual activity

I lay in bed that night, unable to sleep after learning that my mother was in a sexual relationship with a woman who, just hours earlier, was having anal sex with me. Mom hadn't lied when she told me she had seen others after my father died, she just neglected to tell me that one of them was a woman, one of her best friends. I wasn't judging her but I was shocked to hear her talk with Jeri...Read On

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Sex With my Mom's Friends

My mother's best friends seduce me

I never thought it could be any good, not sex with older women. It's funny, but "younger man/older woman" sex was something you read about in Penthouse Forum, or those erotic story websites. I don't know one single person who has experienced sex with someone old enough to be their father or mother. That's just the stuff of fantasies, and probably not very sexy ones either. My name is...Read On

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Handy Man

From a handy boy to a very handy man.

The doorbell rang and I went to answer it, it was Tas. Tas had come to see why my broadband was not working. A little bit about me first. Let’s start with my name. I’m Louisa, but you can call me Lou; everyone does, even Tas. I’m fifty three and have been a widow for three years. Yes my husband died the day after my fiftieth birthday. He had a stroke. We did make love the night before. I...Read On