mature stories and histories

It is a common misconception that accountancy is boring. I have been an accountant for many years and have really enjoyed the work. I am not suggesting the following episode is typical of the profession, but it certainly made my job very interesting!
I work at a medium-sized provincial business, with clients ranging from individuals to mid-sized corporates. We take on trainees each year, youngsters who are training to get their qualifications, and they work with us for a year to get practical experience ...

Jack woke before sunrise, as always. The world was still, the water glassy and the sky was just beginning to lighten with the sun's rising. The Wandering Tide rocked gently in the shallows of the Marquesas.
For a long moment, Jack enjoyed the solitude and serene quiet. The air was cool, the scent of salt and mangroves lingered on a light breeze. He brewed coffee, checked the weather, and out on the deck watched the day come alive as he let himself believe--just for a moment--that the world was his again....

Note:
1) This is my first time writing an erotic story.
2) English is not my first language
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"Hamza! Are you still sleeping? We're almost at the station," his Ammi called.
Hamza woke with a start, hearing his Ammi's voice. (Ammi means 'Mother' in Urdu.)
"I'm up, Ammi," replied Hamza from the upper berth of the train, as he took off his earphones and climbed down from his seat....

Author's Note: Part Two of my series with Bubbles
After our first night together, I couldn't keep Bubbles out of my thoughts, and we continued to share racy emails through the week, starting by recapping our night together and expanding into the fantasies we hoped to play out in our subsequent meetings. Wednesday night, after her weekly bowling league game, she let me call her and enjoy a quick phone sex session, mainly me jerking off while I described all of the things I hoped to do with her before comi...

Chapter 21 - Rolling again
John the Conductor
I wake up with a problem, the train is moving. We had been stationary for three days and now I felt the jerk of the cars as the linkage takes up the strain. My guess is that the train from Denver has arrived and is now moving us out. I reach across Vic and look at my watch. It's 3 a. m., so I start to get up. She reaches up and stops me....

Making his way out of the over-crowded airplane and into the terminal was a huge relief for Danny. He needed air and to free himself from the hoards of impatient travelers.
Just as he exited the big doors from the jetway, Danny immediately spotted his mom.
"Hi, honey." She said, as her arms went around her son's neck....

The year is 2016. 10 pm. A small town with a surprisingly clean railway station. The hustle of the day is long gone and only a few passengers litter the platform. Usually I avoid trains, but work had me come here. The small homely town lacked an airport. Trains were best suited and it was just an overnight journey....

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Author's notes: Story is mine alone, not to be copied or sampled. This story was requested by Carol from Lorentz Place. Aspects of BDSM, Infidelity and lesbian sex.
My husband had successive tours in Afghanistan, then Kuwait starting in 2010. He was a helicopter pilot in the Marine Corps. He flies the venerable UH1Y-Venom which is essentially the Huey that was known in Vietnam. As Teddy says to me the fucking bitch just hauls ass and is tough as fuck....

Donnie 60 and Mel 53 are going through a transition from a struggling sex life to one that is on steroids.
This second chapter of MWM Bisexual Musings Ch. 08 is inspired by a recent trip we took and a man coming onto my wife in the workout room of a hotel.
After a gang bang of a night for Mel, and some cucking, Donnie and Mel are asked to say another night by Jamis....

Kathryn and I were at the park the next morning. She had on a red dress with a floral design on it. It was currently bunched around her waist, and she was riding my cock, when suddenly another SUV pulls in and parks right next to us. Kathryn stops moving but doesn't climb off of me.
"Who is that?" She asks, slowly grinding on my cock....

Invited, Eating Her
2,098 words
8-minute read
About three in the afternoon, he asked his wife, who has Alzheimer's, "Do you remember ever having your pussy eaten?"
Surprising him, without hesitation, she replied, "Oh, yes."
"Do you miss it?"
"I don't remember. When was the last time."...

Thanksgiving weekend had passed and it was back to normal, whatever normal was in this neighborhood. I went to the office to get in my office hours I needed to work from home. Things went smoothly for the day, everyone at the company were still in a festive mood.
I was up early checking on e-mails and such things when my home system alerted, it was Julia. I thought ‟Now what?"....

My Life With Tracy
A seductive Scheherezade entices Matthew to play her games
Please read the Standard Disclaimer on Alextasy's Bio Page
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Hindsight is not 20/20.
Too often, we find ourselves looking back at a tragedy and wondering how we didn't see it coming. It is only after the painful truth emerges that we have to admit that sight alone was not enough. Each of us has our own hopes, prejudices and expectations that blind us to ...

This is the twentieth story.
This is the story of Maria.
I wouldn't say I've had the most successful of acting careers but I've bounced around here and there, appeared in my fair share of projects. This sometimes includes student productions at local colleges, taking roles in short films for little to no pay - mostly no pay - to build some credits, get material for my reel, and maybe make a connection with a future power player in the industry. I wasn't the only actor doing this, this is a competitive...

We spent a week on the road traveling to the East Coast for Spring Break. On the way back we stayed four hours from home after traveling nine, and a situation presented itself that can combine my reality with my fantasy.
Anything in italics is true, my thoughts about myself and what my wife must think of me, our relationship, our sex life, our life and things I assume about her from many conversations....

Chapter 20 - Working on the Rail Road
The four-sum (part 2)
Turning to the two nude men, sitting in the bunk bed, the winner asks, "Are you two still willing to be my sex slaves for at least tonight?"
"I don't know what that is?" asks the dishwasher.
"We do anything they want, from make the beds to fuck on them. I'm willing to, because for me it is an enjoyable evening, where I don't have to make any decisions but sometime, I hope, I get my rocks off. How about it girls, I'm willing." says the H...

Twenty years ago, I used craigslist to post anonymous ads looking for older women interested in ongoing friends-with-benefits relationships. I was in my late twenties and had been exploring age-dynamic relationships through most of my sexual life, with both women and men.
Sometimes even together. I was attracted to the 'kink' of the age gap, but also found that those 15-20 years my senior, especially women, were more confident and knowledgeable about what they wanted in a sexual relationship....

Iulia has been horny all day. Earlier, she went to see her long-time sexfriend for a quick fuck, or so she hoped. But for some selfish reason, he just used her pretty throat and sent her on her way... She wasn't particularly offended; she is just frustrated and the ordeal left her wanting more.
'Maybe I should go for a little night out... Chez Leon never disappoints in terms of good vibes, even during the week.' She thinks to herself....

Velma Ann
I had become a big Facebook user when it was at its most popular presence. I met a lot of people of all ages and nationalities on the social media platform. It was a great way to network in like interest of subjects. People formed groups of hobbies, professional careers, politics and just about any topic imaginable. Your social network grew through business acquaintances, family, friends and friends of friends. Social media was the new way to voice your thoughts and opinions....

The Perfect Touch
By Aleq de Satyr
Part 1
Generational Gap
"Do you like my mother?" asked 18 year old Kathy quizzically, as she helped me with my laundry.
"Sure I do, she's a warm-hearted, kind and wonderful woman "I said.
"Do you find her attractive, I mean really pretty?" she persisted..."Sure," I said hesitantly, thinking more like sort of....

Hey guys it's me again and I need to confess something here. I don't think I have ever felt my pussy so swollen and sensitive before. Not that i'm surprised, I had a pretty wild night last night, and I had probably the roughest most brutal sex of my entire life. I looked in the mirror a few minutes ago and my ass cheeks are red and streaked with lines from being spanked for literally hours. My butt honestly still hurts a little bit, but I must say it was all worth it....

Pairs of Pumpkins, Episode 11:
The Teleporting Tours of a Top-Heavy Teenager
by Jess Faulks
Chapter 1
Silverware clattered against fine porcelain plates in a contest of who could disrupt the oppressive silence the least. The long dinner table in a spartan dining room had space for twenty but seats for only six and tonight for the first time in what must have been years, they were all filled. Three guests dined there for the first time, familiar in appearance but complete strangers....

All characters in this story are eighteen years old or older.
This is a full story based on my 750-word story, A Good Decision, that I posted earlier this year. I was thrilled to get such positive feedback on it and requests for a complete story. Thanks for reading. I have changed the characters' names from that story....

She can not get enough
With every piece of furniture that we heaved out of the van, with every box and every bag that we lugged into my new home, with every drop of sweat, my anger at Klara grew. I had actually thought that I had already gotten over it, but when I stood in front of the chaos, in front of this demolition of my life, thrown together and without any order, it all came up again....

Author's Note: All characters in this story are over 18, and all acts are consensual. This is a primal tale of a 37-year-old archaeologist's descent into desire--a slow build that unravels into something gritty, raw, taboo and extreme at times.
Expect explicit sex, fertility rituals, size kinks, exhibitionism, lesbian encounters, group sex, gaping, natural bodies and the supernatural--not your typical perky, tight MILF fantasy....

Chapter 18 - Working on the Rail Road
The kitchen crew (part 3)
As the train crew gathers in the dinning car, the Conductor heads back to the sleeping area. As he passes the storage room, he can't help but look in. What he sees does not surprise him, but it did turn him on. It was the sight of the Chef and Sous Chef, on the floor, her with his cock deep in her mouth and he with his tongue deep in her pussy. Their legs spread wide, giving both access to each other's private parts, with him on the botto...

I looked around the living area, I had my work planned for me in the next few days. I had just moved in last night, boxes were everywhere. Now is one of times I wished my friends lived closer.
My new home was an older home that had been renovated and updated. They had done a very nice job on the renovation....

I was nervous walking up to her door, knowing this was what I considered our "first" date -- and implicit with that was that we would not be having sex. I had not been without sex since my wife died, but every experience I'd been in had been casual -- no strings attached. I'd had sex with a few women that I met at different locations, but I'd always followed my own self-imposed rule of no sex on a first date. Although many of them had not been averse to going out on a date once, and returning for sex, most ...

Anna, my lovely wife looks around the table at a group of our friends who have come for dinner and to be regaled with stories of our doings and screwings. We meet at each couples home much like a book club but the hosts have to provide not only dinner but also at least one risqué story, two if possible....

"Who is the best piece of twat you ever screwed, babe?"
Goodness, a 64 year old woman like me can still make the 74 year old stallion laying beside me Sunday morning blush. OK, he returned the favor, the best before we did it, that was the answer I was hoping for and want to hear. Go on, I'm listening....