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    I took his cherry

    At my age it is unusual for me to say I encountered something new, but even I can be surprised by what fate may throw at us. For the record, I am a Cougar, a consummate cougar and I love it. Youth when accompanied by enthusiasm and with luck some skills and imagination is what keeps me feeling...
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    The Wine Bar Encounter, part three

    "Oh yes, and I have a gift for you, come quickly!" I scanned the room, my panties, bra and dress where by the side of the bed, my dress had landed near the door.The bed was a mess, wrinkled and undone and I was in even worse shape. I inventoried the damage in the side mirror, my neck and chest...
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    The Wine Bar encounter

    Lying in bed, chatting with my husband, I confessed that as much fun as it is to meet other couples, I miss the feeling of being pursued, of being wanted, to be seduced. Online hookups just don’t fill those needs. We decided to seek a chance encounter and the only venue we thought might lend...
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    Bliss and guilt, part two

    Noticing his embarrassment, I leaned forward, touched his face and smiling said “It’s Okay, I’m flattered”. I was enjoying toying with him, I uncrossed, then re-crossed my legs, making sure the gown slipped a bit and gave him a good look at my thighs, exposing the pale skin in contrast with the...
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    Bliss and guilt part one

    I have to get this off my chest: I did something and now I have mixed feelings. I feel fantastic and guilty, mostly I feel like a pervert! Let me tell you what happened this weekend. I belong to a group of women who meet once a month to wine, dine, chat, and in general have a good time. This...