This night did not go as planned. I had gotten off work late went to the apartment. I had been on my feet all day. My mother lives across town. When I moved out she sold the house got a smaller home closer to her work. She works north of the city. It was Friday night around 9 PM. I heard my phone ring I didn't know the number but decided to answer anyway. It was Moms neighbor. Her house was on fire and she asked him to call. I asked to speak with her but he said the fireman had her in the ambulance I asked if she was ok he said yes. I got in my car headed over, it took about 20 minutes I could see the smoke still. When I got there I could see the house was a total loss. I told the officer who I was and he took me to her. He explained she was lucky and that it was an electrical fi

My Secret Life: Chapter 1 Uncle Bill

Hi, my name is Kay and most just calls me K. I am a married 50-year-old mom from the Midwestern United States. I live a secret life as most have no idea of my kinky past nor of the present fun, I am having. I would like to share some of that kinky past as well as what I am up to now. I might even share some pictures of myself along the very as well.

I was born to a normal family with a loving mother as well as a loving father. I was their only child, as my mother could not have any more after I was born. I had a normal loving and caring childhood. I learned about sex while in grade school thru the 8th grade. It was not until I was fifteen that I had my first experience with sex.

During my early teen years I was a curly

My cousin and I started experimenting when we were young. We had plenty of time and much of it was without disturbance. I was born in 68 and he in 69. We started experimenting right around 78/79, you do the math. We had done the touching and fondling that eventually led to the basic mutual masturbation or giving each other hand jobs pretty much everyday if not multiple times. One day we were in the basement looking at some Cheri and Hustler mags we had found in my uncles tool box. This was a new vision to us seeing what girls were doing to guys and how sex really was in full display. It was summer and I was on the carpet laying down with my shorts at my ankles grinding my cock into the pillow I had under me as I flipped through the pages of hot sex. My cousin was on the couch, he

This story, dear readers, is but one of a developing series outlining my fantasies. All are about how I envision my first encounters with men will transpire. None of this has yet happened, but I hope it will work in the not to distant future.

It had been long since I first had thoughts of being with a man, such thoughts having started at a very young age. I was so young in fact that later in life I suspected I had experienced some form of abuse in my early life. This eventuality did not, as is the norm, disgust me but rather inflamed me with lust for that elusive older man that may have used me for his pleasure. As such my fantasies have always hovered around the idea of older men. I like the idea of being the beautiful young boy pleasing an older wisher man.

My ideas started smal