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My husband Jim and I were invited over for a large dinner party his boss was hosting. I was told it was somewhat formal. Being that I like to flirt I put on a low-cut black blouse with no bra and a short white skirt. I accented it with a gold necklace and gold belt. At the home we were greeted by the boss’s son Mike, as he took our coats. Right away I noticed how cute and sexy Mike was. He had an athletic build. Wavy sandy blonde hair with deep brown eyes. My pussy was getting wet just looking at him. A bit about me. I am 58 years old. I keep myself in good shape. I love sex. But what is imp… Read more

Wendy was a beautiful mature woman, she visited London regularly, coming from America with her husband. They bought house a couple of streets away from me in Hempstead heath. Beautiful house with a lovely big front porch hedges always trimmed immaculately to about waist height, big glass but lovely wooden framed windows (windows that led to a sexual awaking) well it wasn't cheap to buy let's just put it that way, Enough about the house, getting back to Wendy, as i said she was a beautifully dressed woman short brown hair with a fabulous body that she loved to show off ,literally show off. When… Read more

“Whew!” It had been another long day for Wendy as she locked the door to her office and paused to smooth the skirt down over her slim hips. She looked good, as always. Her trim frame toned from her daily workouts, she felt... well, horny. That was a daily occurrence, too. She'd had a couple of students in today that had piqued her interest, one of them a tall athletic black boy who had seemed very receptive to her carefully veiled flirting. She had arranged to meet his family at their home, in order to assess his financial needs. Sometimes students professed a need that wasn't really there. It… Read more

The black waiter approached my table with a coffee pot in his hand, his cock was making a tent of the front of his trousers. Neither of us spoke as he poured the coffee, his cock looked poker stiff and I was sitting with my kitty on display. When he finished pouring I said “Smell it” He knew what I meant and put my wet panties to his face and inhaled deeply. “Fucking awesome” he said as I held my hand out to get them back. He gave me my panties and I reached down and shoved them in my now sopping wet pussy again. Pulling them out I gave them back to the black, “ give them to your friend, pe… Read more

by brosemail Written for Kwen54 So one day I woke up early, I had been drinking late and of course Mother Nature was calling. I stumbled over to the bathroom and I guess I had knocked down the curtain to a small window next to the toilet the night before. The curtain was still on but unhinged a bit, after I had finished my business I tried to adjust the curtain and while doing this something caught my eye. Across the yard I could see directly into Wendy’s bedroom, I guess someone left the curtain open just enough to allow me to see. Low and behold I see my porn star this time on top of her hu… Read more

My name is Wendy, I’m a mwf Cougar, in my 50’s, 34C-29-35. I’m 5’6” and go to the gym to keep my body in shape. The other bonus going to the gym is watching young studs pumping iron and wishing they were pumping me. Some time ago between husbands I developed a craving for young men. It stayed out with me giving rides home to college boys where I worked and ended up giving them a hand job. From there I moved on to sucking their young cocks and swallowing many loads over the years. I would get their attention with the short dresses to show off my long tan legs. Offering them a ride I would si… Read more

“Jason, you need to get moving,” I said as I wrestled my nephews duffel bag out to the car. “I love that boy, but sometimes I need to light a fire under his ass to get him moving,” I thought as I shoved his bag in the car and looked towards his parent’s house. Jason was just walking out the front door with headphones and his phone, and of course a basketball under his arm. There were two things this 19-year-old never left the house without having along, tunes and a basketball. I had offered to drive him to the basketball camp he had been admitted to following graduation from high school. Thi… Read more

Aunt Wendy was a cougar. Wendy accepted this well before the first time she crossed the line and had sex outside her marriage. She preferred a young man’s hardness, stamina and vitality to her husband. Her husband has no idea that she has been fucking younger men. Wendy’s husband is a good father, provider and companion when he is actually present. Yet he was lacking as a lover. Her sex life had become became ordinary and unsatisfying. On the rare occasions when they did have sex. Wendy’s husband was a workaholic that did not prioritize their sex life. Wendy had needs. Wendy was a college cou… Read more

Special Thanks to a good friend Curt for writing the stoey with inputs from me. I was an only c***d and growing up was not easy. Throughout my c***dhood my father was often absent, spending most of his time working away from home, leaving me to be bought up in the not-so-loving care of my mother who, not that I realised it at the time, was clearly a crazy woman who had some very odd ideas on motherhood and how to raise a son. A devout Christian, she was forever quoting phrases from the bible that in her mind justified her view of the world and that translated into her being overbearing and co… Read more

Wendy Frustrated Special Thanks to Ted"s help in writing this with my inputs. Wendy lay in bed alone feeling sexually frustrated. Her husband, an oil worker was away, as he was quite a lot of the time, and she really wanted some good hard sex. The retired university student counselor, who kept her body in amazing shape, had almost a constant thirst for sex and it had been easy when she was a student counselor where she almost had a string of young university students, often muscular jocks, on tap and once she teased them with her long legs or wearing a thin blouse that showed of her very firm… Read more

Disclaimer – All characters are 18 or older. This story was written in collaboration with Diana R. For those familiar with other editions of Diana’s Tales, then you already know what you are getting into if you proceed. This story (like all of Diana’s Tales) straddles the line between reality-based fiction and the ridiculous. Racial stereotypes abound. Promiscuity and infidelity are flaunted. If any of these are triggers for you, please find another tale more suitable to your palate. ****** Diana’s Tales: Cruising Pt. 01 ****** “Welcome aboard the Pleasure Cruise, ma’am,” the concierge… Read more

from kwen55 Description: Wendy's husband forgets their anniversary. He offers her a vacation to a resort. She books herself into a clothing-optional resort where her fantasies come true. Chapter 1 I looked across the breakfast table with distaste to where Kenneth, my husband, was stuffing his face while reading the Wall Street Journal. “I don’t think he remembers that this is our first wedding anniversary,” I mused. Kenneth’s phone chimed, indicating an incoming text message, and I looked up as he read the text. “Damn! Wendy, I have a problem. I have to go away. An emergency has cropped up,… Read more

This is the pilot of a possible series of true stories about a middle-aged woman who begged for her partner's attention but ended up in a never-ending series of satisfying sexual encounters with younger men from many walks of life when she was denied his love and affection. This story and every single one that may follow in this series details each and every true encounter WendyK has had since she embarked on a career of cheating. This is not a confession nor is it a closed diary of events. She continues cheating to this day and remains unemotional and certainly unapologetic about it. These ar… Read more

Two days later Jason and Nigel drove by Wendy’s and saw the d****s open in the designated window. Jason texted and a tryst was arranged. All three of them had been masturbating to the idea of a threesome ever since Nigel had told Jason what had happened, and how she had invited Jason to join them. Jason was incredulous, even though he had heard the rumors before about her sexual looseness. It was hard to imagine prim, classy Wendy being that much of a slut. Needless to say, they all were anxious by the time the two boys slipped in Wendy’s door. The text said to go straight to her bedroom. We… Read more

It makes sense to first describe the subject of our story, Wendy. That’s not to say that the appetizing visual image of her you will get will cause you to forget her misdeeds when it comes to her marriage or even forgive them. Instead, you might begin to understand the “why” and the “how”. Wendy is average in height for a woman at five foot six and weighs around one hundred and twenty-five pounds. She’s a slim woman with 34C breasts that still hang pleasantly on her chest and sway like a pendulum when the time is right. Her short, dark hair is reminiscent of the Jamie-Lee Curtis most are famil… Read more

On this particular day, Wendy decided to go for a jog through her upscale neighborhood. Changing into her running shorts and top, she looked herself over critically in the mirror. In her mid-fifties, she couldn’t let her body go downhill or she would never attract those young guys. Today, however, she liked what she saw in her mirror. Her muscles were toned and her body weighed a slim one-hundred-twenty-nine pounds. On her five-foot-six frame, that looked good. Her ass was nice—round and reasonably firm, and her boobs stuck out nice and firm. They were perfect globes that looked good. She knew… Read more

Hello, my lovely horny readers. My name is Wendy. I am not your normal 56-year-old lady. I work as a counselor at the local Jr. College. My deep secret is I like to fuck. Not just fuck but fuck a lot. I could have sex 3 times a day and still not be satisfied. God knows how many vibrators I have burned through. When I use my vibrator, I like to think about being with the young cock I see every day at the school. Just the thought of being with a younger man makes my panties wet. Maybe if I got more sex at home, I wouldn’t have these fantasies. My husband is gone a lot. He is an engineer for an… Read more

If I’ve learned one thing, just one thing, in life it’s be kind to people when you’re on your way up because you never know if you might meet them again when you’re on your way back down! It’s a philosophy that has always stayed with me and I’ve applied in whatever walk of life or job I have been in and it has served me very well. Not for nothing am I known by many who I have met on life’s journey as ‘Friendly Wendy’. Indeed, a lot of them will also remember me affectionately as ‘Bendy Wendy’. Call me what you will, I’ve had a lot of fun and intend to keep doing so for as long as I am able I’m… Read more

Wendy checked the look in the mirror. It was an obscene bikini, little more than three tiny triangles and some string. She turned this way and that, excitement a thrill down in her pussy. It was less than twenty-four hours since her husband’s car had moved down the street away from the house, time enough for Wendy to get herself serviced by two twenty-year-old boys. It had been hours of fucking and sucking their long black dicks. Wendy had taken André and Jordan to her neighbor’s house, putting on a show for the perv next door until she was certain her husband’s flight was in the air. After… Read more

A little detour provides much pleasure Wendy really missed her husband when he went away on business. The flip side of that meant Wendy had complete freedom to do anything and indulge in a few naughty behaviors that she secretly enjoyed. Wendy was in her early fifties and her sex drive was still very strong. She worked out often, keeping her figure toned and tried to stay even busier when her husband was away but sometimes her cravings could be overwhelming. Today she took her car and planned to drive over to Sarah’s house, a good friend. As always, Wendy was dressed nicely with a short skirt… Read more