mature stories and histories

Mrs. Weinstein wasn't like the other women in the neighborhood. It's probably a little over the top to say that she looked glamorous all the time, but she was always put together in a way that the other moms weren't. No matter the situation. I had never seen her in any athletic wear or sweatpants, not even a tee shirt on the rare occasion I saw her picking up the paper on her steps or having a friendly chat with the mailman. Instead, a skirt or a dress hugged her curvy ass and a fitted blouse struggled to c...

Time flies so fast when you're having fun.
It had been six weeks since Gloria Aldred had seduced her very young gardener. Six glorious weeks of fucking and sucking at all times of day and night.
After first screwing Paul on the back patio, Gloria had enjoyed sweaty sex with the man in the bedroom, the lounge, the sun room, the shower, the bath, even in the back seat of her Range Rover. They'd worked their way through the Kama Sutra and back again -- and she'd enjoyed every moment of it. The wonders of...

For almost three months, Annie let Papa G take her for a Sunday ride while her house parents are at church. As the only mailman on the lake, he loved to make these weekly "deliveries" to the girl the daddies referred to as their anal unicorn. After watching her buy some decidedly geriatric anal items from the CVS, Papa G, as we called him, couldn't help but ask what kind of troubles a young girl like her was having. Annie admitted that her partner liked it rough and to her surprise, Papa G offered up some e...

It was Monday afternoon and the weekly staff meeting in the Squadron conference room was about to start. Jason and Ms. J sat across from each other and would share quick glances trying not to be obvious to anyone else.
In a tattletale tone, "Hey Barbara, you'd never believe what happened at the movie theater on Saturday," Bonny excitedly said....

Human history is peculiar. Many a time comes when the population rebels against a tyrannical ruler or government and overthrows them -- and most of the time they end up under another tyrannical government or ruler. The Brits rose up against Charles I and executed the king, only to find themselves under Oliver Cromwell and the British army. The French overthrew the "ancien regime" only to find themselves ruled by Emperor Napoleon. The Iranians took down SAVAK and the Shah only to find themselves under the ru...

"So, what movie shall we watch?" Priya excitedly asks me, still sitting on my lap.
"Whatever one you would like, Babygirl!" I tell her, kissing her forehead and reaching for my cellphone in one of my jeans' pockets, before passing it to her.
"Okay!"
She starts searching right away, her beautiful brown eyes sparkling from a mix of pure joy but also traces of her recent orgasm. I keep observing her carefully and I can't stop my eyes from enjoying the view of her beautiful breasts, still popping out o...

My first few months at Barker, Baskerville and Soames passed in the blink of an eye where I was put through my paces professionally, where I believe I proved my worth, and finally where Mrs Cross proved to be both an excellent secretary and an exquisite distraction.
I am aware that not everyone had a great time through the covid pandemic, but I think we should consider the ubiquity of virtual meetings as a positive legacy. One of the standout moments of the last few weeks has been the inclusion of a week...

Chapter 8 - the ladies can learn.
I awoke with a start, as a very wet lady climbed into the raft. She was followed by more wet ladies, all crawling in and looking for towels. Rolling over, away from the snuggle hold Maria (we were both nude) had on me, I shined my flashlight on them and watched them scramble to get the towels....

When my friend Jan asked me to put her grandson up overnight, I agreed and didn't give it a second thought. So much so that I had totally forgotten about it until I received a text message telling me he would be arriving at around 7pm that day.
'Oh Bridget,' I said aloud. 'You're losing your marbles.' I'm not, of course. My mind is in perfect working order and so, I am proud to say, is my body. I look younger than I am partly because my clever hairdresser disguises my greys in my platinum blonde hair whi...

Chapter 5 - Fresh water
I lay there, covered in my sweat, her sweat, and both of our juices (she had been on top, most of the time), thinking about what to do next (not that, about next thing to do in setting up for a long wait to be rescued).
Mary sits up, turns to me, and says "Thank you for taking over. The others may not know it, but so far you have started to save all of us and please keep doing what you are doing. Now throw on a pair of shorts, to keep you from being dragged into the woods for s...

Author's Note
Dear reader,
This is a gentle start to a series of stories inspired by and written for my wife, my Lucy. I hope you will enjoy it, and pass on whatever ratings, criticisms or compliments you feel it deserves.
Many thanks to my editor, GottaStartSomewhere, for volunteering much time and even more patience to get this as far as it's come....

Emily pressed her shoulder to the van door and gave it a good shove. It closed with a clunk that echoed down the little lane behind the high street. The air smelled of warm tarmac and chip fat from the chip shop two doors down. The flat above the shops looked tired but solid, like her: brickwork a bit uneven, paint flaking, but still standing....

The morning after their hotwife prompted romp in bed Jeff seemed to have woken up to her. He complimented her on her hair, her clothes and how happy she looked and that was a definite first for Jeff. Normally he would get up late and rush off to work scarcely greeting her. Sally breezed off to work in a high good humour and arrived with enough time to go for a cup of coffee in the coffee shop next to her office....

It was a hot day.
It was hotter still on the tractor that Arnold was driving. His tasks for the afternoon were: carrying hay to the meadows and spreading it for the cattle and filling the water troughs. The prolonged drought had made the grass scarce.
He was wearing only tiny shorts and stout shoes to protect his feet. On his head a straw hat....

"Can you meet at the park in 20 minutes?"
I read the text and couldn't reply fast enough.
"Of course."
I hit send, jumped on my bike, and headed to the park--well, the church next to the park. It was the perfect place for our secret rendezvous. Maybe the church just wanted privacy from the park or the streets, but the parking lot was surrounded by large trees, which made it nearly impossible to see any cars parked in the lot when driving by....

[Synopsis of Chapter 01: Justin, his girlfriend Amanda, and her mom Su-Jin embarked on a birthday getaway to an island in the Caribbean. Su-Jin used each opportunity to tease Justin and get sexual favors from him, but also provided him with favors in return. Amanda led Justin to a secluded spot on the beach and they engaged in public sex.]...

Why is it, that big families only seem to see each other at weddings, funerals and Christmas? This was the latter. A huge gathering at my grandparents rambling house. Twenty adults and half a dozen kids. Not enough bedrooms for everyone. Camp beds and couches put to use, all over the house. Mine was one of these. A sofa in the old conservatory. Blinds on the windows but not thick enough to totally exclude all of the moonlight. As a consequence, sleep was fitful. I found myself playing with my dick. No inten...

RENEWAL AND LEARNING HOW IT CAN GO

The two families, the Coopers from England and the Smits from Holland, were sporty, loved the outdoors, and they had met when the two heads of the family worked for the EU Commission in Brussels. They had each moved on from their roles there, but they had kept in touch through Facebook and WhatsApp, or by speaking on their iPhones where they could see each other....

Chapter 2 - the first morning
The next morning, the rain turned into a light mist and the sun is still hidden behind heavy clouds. I slip on my still wet pants, crawl out of the raft to survey damage. As I stand up and look over at the plane, I notice a couple of the ladies are up and standing under the wing, out of the rain. Looking at the plane, it looks like a cylinder stuck into the woods with the wing against the trunks, where the sand meets the forest....

ENTER NIKKI
I met a woman named Nikki, who was age-appropriate for me (not quite 50) and who I liked enough to go out with a couple of times. She was divorced and the mother of two teenagers. Basically she was looking for some fun. I was very familiar with her type. Tonight, I had her over to dinner. She knew that 'dinner' was code. She showed up with a large bag which I assumed had a change of clothes in It. I served the promised (steak) dinner and while we ate, we made small talk. We talked about her k...

MELISSA AND MONK MAKE A PORNO:
Melissa's a freak. To the world she appears to be a devoted mother and gentile Southern lady. My experience with her has shown me that she's up for just about anything. She's got 4 kids and a husband who cheats on her on a regular basis, so when she has time, she'll do almost anything for a little payback -- not that she tells her hubbie -- but he knows what she does and it gives her a bit of power in a situation where she might otherwise feel like she has none....

(Note: All characters in this story are at least 18 years old.)
"Listen to this -- my mom just invited me to a mother-daughter getaway for my birthday in the Caribbean!" Amanda shared the news with much excitement in her voice.
"That's really great," I replied, "but does that mean that I'll spend your birthday on my own and not with you...?"...

I closed the door quickly, eager to get away from the January morning cold. Damn, when did I get so sensitive to 21 degrees? January used to be my favorite because of the crisp, dry air which was perfect for running.
While looking at the mirror, I dried my sweaty arms, neck, and my smooth head. I inspected my face: it hardly changes everyday but I know that the age has caught up with me. I say this to my almost-60 workmates, and they encourage me that 44 is young....

Fun with Dick and Jane, Chapter 01
Young, sexy woman teaches an innocent older man about sex.
My name is Richard Carson. My friends call me Dick. A bit naïve, I never knew that Dick could be used as a derogatory name until I went out on a first date with a sixty-something-year-old, attractive, and busty woman. When I dropped her off at her home after our date, while hoping for more, at least, I expected her to give me a goodnight's kiss. Instead, abruptly leaving my car and slamming shut my car door i...

This fictional story is based on problems faced by senior citizens who lose the light of their life every day. Younger readers may not understand the feelings expressed in the story. I have made every effort to cross the t's and dot the i's for those who dwell on that sort of thing. My stories deal with the emotions of the characters. I would love to hear any comments that you may have but please be kind....

A multipart part story of a small group of actors whose plane crashes on an island in the South Pacific. Those who are looking for sex, will find it after the crash.
Prologue
I stand there and watch as the US Air Force, in its usual efficient ways, loads our travel containers into an old C130. The containers fill the bay, with room in front for just a few passengers. Since I was the only passenger, responsible for making sure the containers reached their destination unopened, I was looking forward to ...

Diego blushed profusely when he followed her inside.
Jutta stood before him and looked him in the eye.
"I think I know what's the matter," she said emphatically. Her hand went to his groin and grasped the bulge in the fabric of his pants.
Diego continued to blush and did not say anything.
"Is it this?" Jutta asked and she squeezed the bulge. He shuddered and closed his eyes. Suddenly he felt ashamed....

I have seldom written about myself and in a break from working with my disabled friends who want me to record their experiences and for me to publish on this site. This is a real true story and marks a new chapter in my life and a departure from my machine based sexual life for decades. As a menopausal woman of a certain age (not telling) I have a life of cycling, machine sex, family, machine sex, work part time, and now sex with a stranger!...

©2025 by the author using the pen name Smuttyandfun. All rights reserved.
This is for the Nude Day Contest 2025. As always, your votes and comments are much appreciated.
Just so you know, everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen and more than happy with everything that's going on.
There is quite a bit of sex in this, so if that's not your thing there are lots of other stories on here that you might enjoy....

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