Anonymous stories of a secret love
I was woken up by the amazing feeling of a tongue slowly moving up my cock and then lips sliding around my glans. When I opened my eyes before sunrise, I could just about make out the contours of a naked woman kneeling over me, slowly working my cock with her mouth....
Why? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself for a while now. My thoughts are all over the place, and I don’t know what to do about it. When I ask myself that question, I start doubting everything. Lately, things have been feeling a bit heavier for me. My...
Hi, I'm Naomi. I'm 33, I'm a teacher at a school where I teach group 6. I really enjoy it, but unfortunately I don't know yet if I can continue working at this school for a very long time. The headmaster is happy with me, my colleagues are happy with me and I think...
Hi, I'm Peggy. I'm just back from Barcelona with my colleague Jula. Jula and I went on a Mediterranean cruise together this past week. It was a fantastic week of relaxation, cocktails and, shall we say, passionate encounters. We're both 23 and bisexual. We live...
I'm 68, so I'm considered a "woman of age." I've got life experience and I don't judge others. I don't want to be judged by others either! Unfortunately, I lost my husband when I was 48. He died suddenly of a heart attack. I have one son, who is almost 18. We...
I wrote this little story for my girlfriend. I just sent it to her when we were on the plane. We weren't sitting next to each other on the plane. She didn't read it until we landed! She didn't dare read it because there were other people sitting around her 😉. You had...
I was 18, he was 49. I knew very well that it was somehow weird that I was getting horny from an older man, probably not completely healthy. But I was turned on by the idea that such an older man could not resist me, but also that he was older and therefore could...
It was about a year ago. With a group of friends, Elva, my sister, and friends from the volleyball club, we had gone to France for a vacation. There were a lot of young people at the campsite. During the day they were lying in the sun, swimming in the sea, playing...
I don't often tell a story about my lesbian relationships. That's because I often feel like I have to make a statement. But every now and then I can talk about it without feeling that way. I would like to talk about my third time with a woman. It was not with a...
With a shy smile and flushed cheeks, she stepped out of the car. Her face was still glowing from...