A Mother Confesses Part 6 My Sixtieth Birthday
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A Mother Confesses Part 1 - Introduction free porn video
Hello! Firstly, I should tell you a little bit more about myself, my background and how I came to be the woman I am today. Well, my name is Sarah. I'm sixty-five years old. I have brown eyes and shoulder-length brown hair. I'd say I'm about average height for a woman at 5'4 and I would describe myself as slightly curvy. I've always tried to keep myself in shape but nothing is stopping my breasts from coming out when they want to. They are a nice focal point I feel. I have two children. My daughter Alex is thirty-seven and my son Jonathon is thirty-five. I divorced their father when they were young and I've raised them by myself. I've had a successful career, high up in fashion - I work within the lingerie industry which certainly has its benefits! We are close-knit, always have been and this story will tell you quite how close we are. Brace yourself, readers, it's a long one!
When I was younger, my mother instilled in me about how sex, and sexuality, is nothing dirty and that there shouldn't be anything stopping two consenting adults as long as they're not hurting anyone. She had a high sex drive and was quite promiscuous - she stopped hiding it as much when I hit my late teens and I used to hear her entertain different lovers. I'd be lying if I said the sounds didn't turn me on and didn't intrigue me. I would lie in my bedroom next door and I would masturbate - taking the time to explore my body properly.
Once I was old enough, I was encouraged in the same manner. It was handy having a safe space to have sex in and certainly, the local lads from my college didn't mind either! I was a horny teenager but then I've been a horny adult all my life even to this day. None of them were serious, however, but drunken teenage fumblings seems a right a passage for anyone.
It would be wrong to discuss my college years without talking about my friend Jayne. God, she was gorgeous! She was petite, just over 5'0 but had a stunning body with curves in all the right places. She always dressed very feminine, which is something I like in my women (and I tend to dress the same myself, but that could the fashionista in me coming out), and her dresses would compliment her curves, slyly teasing what's underneath. She knew what she was doing.
The first time I had sex with Jayne was the first time I had sex with any woman. My bisexual side well and truly woke up. That particular day she was wearing a flowery spring dress that came to just above the knee. I remember sliding my hands up her dress revealing a pair of silk, purple panties. I was turned on just seeing it and smelling her. I lifted the dress over her head and kissed her hard. She was wearing a bra to match and I liked what I saw. It wasn't long before she stripped me off - taking great care to slowly peel me out of my lingerie. We fucked each other and explored each other all night. It was so hot and felt so fucking good. Jayne was a firm friend all through my college days! I still see her now and then to this day and before you ask - yes, we still have sex. She's aged well and she knows how to use that wicked tongue of hers.
I was slightly tamed for a few years, thanks to Matthew, my children's father. He was a handsome man, strong as well with a muscular chest and a cock built to fuck. We were both twenty-four with our whole lives ahead of us. I'd just started to embark on my career in fashion. I was already making good use of freebies for all sorts of clothes and he got a job working in the finance industry. We had a lot of time together when we first met and, my God, how we fucked! There was one time when at an Auntie's wedding we sneaked off into a back room - he hitched up my ball gown above my waist and fucked me from behind. There was something about the whole occasion that was such a turn on and walking back through reception afterward after smoothing down my dress knowing what we had done? It's turning me on just thinking about it! No-one saw the twinkle in my eye bar my mother who just gave me a wry smile.
Then there was our wedding. Despite my pure and innocence white wedding dress, I was most certainly not pure and innocent! It was the same for our wedding night. I still remember the way he saw me in my pure white silk chemise that hugged my breasts and fell lightly to just above the knee. In certain lights, you could see everything. There was a hunger in his eyes and when young room service guy came with our food there was a hunger in his eyes too. That was just a tease though, I've always loved a good tease.
We honeymooned in Hawaii. It was here that I discovered my voyeuristic and exhibitionist side. It turned out, that our hotel room was not as private as originally thought. One morning we noticed that the couple in the room opposite could see in and were watching us! Serves us right for having sex with the blinds open I suppose. Matthew was put out but I insisted we carried on. I found it turned me on and so I put on a good show. I rode him with my body facing out allowing them a good look at my naked body, before finishing him off by giving him a good hard suck. He tasted so good anyway but he tasted even better that day and came hard down my throat. That night, we sat and watched the couple repay our kindness with a sex show of their own. That turned me on too; I wanted to join in but Matthew was too unsure. It was a shame, I'd always wanted to try group sex...
The marriage burned hard but burned fast sadly. After the kids were born, it went stale and our relationship soon went sour. In the end, we split fairly amicably and just drifted apart. Matthew moved out of town not long after and was rarely on the scene - much the dismay of the children. I felt free though. I've always had a high sex drive and sex hadn't been on the menu lately. There's only so much sly masturbation a gal can do (although it is fun and I'm stopping writing my memoirs for some 'sly masturbation' now and then!). I sought advice from a few friends of mine, namely Susan, Julie and Carol from work and I got back in touch with Jayne with whom I hadn't seen in years. My friends, despite being bad influences, didn't let me down! My first kiss with Jayne was magical and sent shivers down my spine. The second, third and fourth kisses were just a prelude to the sweet orgasmic release. I screamed with delight at her magic tongue again and took great please in seeing what she had put on for me. As I had now started working with lingerie my interest had grown tenfold and seeing Jayne in a red lace set with red fishnets ready for me to taste her again was all I needed.
Before the next brief story, I feel like I need to describe my work friends in a little more detail. Firstly, we have Susan. She is ten years older than me (so at the time was in her mid-forties). She has long flowing blonde hair that rests in the small of her back. She's slim, around a size 8 with a long pair of legs. She was absolutely gorgeous and also absolutely filthy! She had a cuckold relationship with her husband and used to regularly tease him with pictures and videos from her nights out with young men. He loved it and so did we when she shared her stories! (And don't worry, there will be a full chapter dedicated to my friends' liaisons I promise you - and they are hot!)
Carol was the oldest of the group. She was just into her fifties but certainly didn't act like it. She was like the mother hen of our group, always making sure we were ok and a couple of years down the line once we'd become regulars at the local swingers club she was always one to make sure we all got her fill, including her. She was short and was very curvy but she had the confidence to flaunt them. No matter what Carol wore, she looked good. Her favorite trick at work was the simple white blouse - her breasts would be popping out and she'd catch the eye of the sales rep. Once she got her eyes on someone, she always got her prize.
Lastly, there was Julie. She's my age and a recent divorcee too. Like myself, she was another one slowly getting her confidence back and slowly starting to enjoy a healthy sex life again. Her kids were older though, so she had a little more time for this and seemed quite settled with her bisexual side, so much so she had at least two young girls on the go - both of whom were still in college and only nineteen or twenty. We all thought she was lucky to be fair. She also looked young herself too with a very attractive and innocent face.
We all loved to talk about sex as much as we loved having sex. The fact that we worked in lingerie meant that it was a constant conversation on what would look good and improve people's sex lives and this just sort of encouraged us further. The models we used to see popping in every now (both men and women) just encouraged Carol even further too...
After my divorce and shortly after seeing Jayne, it wasn't long before I needed something else too. A nice stiff cock; and it was a business trip that provided the opportunity. I should never have trusted Carol to book the details for me because it turned out that it wasn't just me on the trip, Liam, the eighteen-year-old intern, was coming along too. I was only thirty-six but felt like I was a little on the old side for him. There was going to be no harm though. Liam was a good looking lad and turned heads in the office whenever he wore his suit from a lot of the woman. The hotel we were booked into was a lovely posh suite but with one, deliberate on Carol's part, mistake. It only had one bed for us to share. Liam, bless him, blushed and offered to sleep on the couch but I insisted. After all, we were just adults trying to sleep.
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