I could of course say, we are just as sexual as men, but I think telling my sexual excursions with the men in my life, is more titillating, and reveal...ng, letting you be the fly on the wall, watching my sweaty body being possessed, and making way for you the reader, to slip inside me and enjoy your own orgasm.When I was in my late twenties I went on holiday with my sister and her husband and c***dren, both now teenagers.We arrived at our destination only to find we had been doubled booked, so. Now you Ruth, What did I miss?”“Not a lot Claire. I believe you have been as open with me as you can be right now. I also believe you know more about me than you are letting on. You are way too at ease with me coming on to you and what you just shared with me. If I am right this will not shock you ... I have sex with Mike ... and Penny.”There it was, the admission Claire had waited for. A whole new set of possibilities had just opened up. Claire let Ruth admission of sex with her son and incest. .so many different sensations. You felt Jan sit in front of you, and you run your fingers down her legs. You enjoyed the feeling of another woman's lovely legs encased in very sheer stockings, as your fingers ran over her stocking tops, over her suspender and onto her silky skin. As I fucked you, you became more daring and ran your fingers to her pussy...only to find that she was playing with herself. your fingers joined hers and you slipped your fingers inside another woman's pussy for the. This way it looked like he’d sleep on the ground instead of with me. My parents said it was all right, but I really don’t think they bought it. It’s not like we had sex in their presence. Even though we did, they were never home when we did it. So no muffled noises or moans escaped while he was here with them around.“Where’d you put the movie?” I asked him as he let go of hair as we entered my room. “I dunno,” he replied with his strange accent, shutting the door behind him.He had this accent..