Kate

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Kate’s story

Kate is a dark haired woman, standing 5 ft 10 in height, aged 62, with a sense of loneliness clouding her. Kate longs for the days of the salon, of sexy haircuts and bikini waxes, however recently she has “let herself go”. Not, without a tinge of inner sadness.She lives on her own near the coast and is frequently visited by her daughter Julia, a TV Reporter in town, aged 32, and Julia’s boyfriend Jake. Jake is the same age as Julia, he runs a concrete supply company in town, whilst enjoying body surfing, polo and golf. His best friend Tyler, a Fijian born insurance broker, aged 34, is a constant companion on Julia and Jake’s visits to Kate’s.

Kate

Kate was quite lonely
her children had all left home
living on her own was comforting
but something was missing
last summer
the beach
clear water
rushing over her body

She remembered back to July
when Jake had been gardening
her daughters boyfriend
so strong
handsome
fit and toned
she needed to lye down
her aged body in need of comfort
slowly opening her legs
she thought of Jake
of his tight swimmers
his bulging pants
his cut torso

Her aged pussy
opened for her fingers
reaching into her mouth now
she licked them slowly
providing the moisture
she desperately needed
her cunt was dry
in need of the saliva
in need of a hard rub
she eased her finger in
one
then two
she began to push harder
on her now swelling clit
lowering her fingers
to arouse her ass
with one hand on her button
and a finger
now deep in her ass
her hairy cunt loosened
to the feel of her touch
she rocked forward
in spasm
then in pleasure
her tired old legs
shaking with delight
gorgeous
soft
Jake
releasing so much juice
from deep down within
she had to keep on rubbing
as she slid three fingers in

By the time they had read the papers
finished a quick lunch
and walked to the beach
it was early afternoon
Kate lay under the umbrella
as Julia and Jake swam
Jake made his way further out
catching larger waves
his strong torso
arching then bending his arms
manoeuvring ever forward
up then down the face of the wave
he was a powerful body surfer
she thought
he always had been
Kate adjusted her bikini bottom
as Julia approached
it was embarrassing enough as it was
she thought to herself
at her age all your body parts drifted south
let alone having hair appear
from under your bikini bottom
she had cancelled her appointment at the salon
on Friday
as she chose instead to dabble
with her share portfolio
a move she now regretted
she watched
as Jake made his way toward them
his swimmers
not board shorts
perhaps you could even call them boy shorts
still looked good
as they clung to his 34 year old frame

Kate rolled onto her stomach
looking across at Julia’s pretty face
be a dear
said Julia to Jake
rub some cream in
the sun was heating up
as was Kate as she watched Jake
kneeling now and parting Julia’s legs
massaging the sun lotion
from around her neck
down toward her shoulders
then the centre of her back
as she loosened her bikini strap
his hands gliding firmly from the centre of her back
under toward her breasts
then across her slender hips
toward her inner thighs to her ankles
you’ve done that before
Kate quipped
your next
Jake replied
I’m ok
Kate blushed
No Mum said Julia It’s so hot today
Jake approached
this time choosing to kneel at Kate’s side
his hands began slowly wandering along her shoulder line
she tensed as they moved under her arms
past the side of her breasts
moving lower toward the centre of her back
Jake took time to firmly rub in the lotion
above her hips then came her legs
as he massaged deeply
both outside then down her inner thighs
toward her ankles
leaning back to look at him
not having been for a swim
god I hope I’m not wet
she thought to herself
how embarrassing

Back at the house
Kate peeled back her yellow sarong
only the slightest of drop of moisture was visible
she sat to pee
opening her aged cunt
slightly with her fingers
to shield her hairy bush
from the now strong flow
It’s going to be a long night
she thought to herself
walking toward the bathroom door
now Jake appeared
sorry Kate
he exclaimed
as he moved to take a shower
It’s fine
she replied
as she turned leaving the door slightly ajar
she caught a glimpse of his strong buttocks
as they angled up and above the bath
into the shower
with the shower curtain approaching
from behind his thigh
she noticed the head of his cock
disappearing into the shower
so round
large
and handsome
she thought
In the bedroom she pulled on some black panties
and black tights
choosing to remove her pink bikini top
from beneath her white singlet

You’re a bit pink
said Julia
as Kate sat by the kitchen table
drinking a glass of white
she watched her daughter prepare the curry

Julia had been busy reporting on the fires
throughout Southern California
while Jake had been busy too
Summer was always hectic at the plant
with everyone screaming for concrete before Christmas
and the summer break
it may not be late night
Kate thought to herself
Hi darling
Julia said her eyes wandering over Kate
toward Jake as he stood
his white towel tied firmly around his waist
Would you care for a glass of white?
she asked as she poured him a large one
knowing him only too well
sweetheart I’m busy
she said
but can rub some moisturiser into Mum’s shoulder’s
I think she is slightly pink
It was hot today
Kate leaned slightly forward
allowing Jake to smother her shoulder blades
with the “cold at first” Vitamin E cream
his hands taking time to spread the cream
across her inner back under her arms
sliding beneath her singlet ever so slightly
over the side of her breasts
thankyou Jake
Kate said
as he moved sideways
she could feel his cock brush passed her arm
protected only now by the soft white towel
as he retired to his bedroom to change for dinner

Kate had a quick bath after dinner
then decided to try on her new pink camisole
it had arrived in the mail on Friday
with size 12c breasts and a size 10 waist
she still looked beautiful
her body choosing to fight against her age
from the hallway door
across the lounge room
she glanced
Julia’s bedroom door was half open
no doubt to let in the night breeze
she watched from behind the door
as Jakes backside climbed
upwards
then down
on top of her daughter
striding beneath the sheets
in search of the pleasure he had waited all day for
Kate’s own juice hole began to stir
she could feel her tired lips moisten
as she lay down on the bed
she desperately wanted to take her time
to play with her now erect nipples
her still taut tummy
yet she knew she could not wait
reaching into her bedside drawer
the long pink vibrator appeared
only to disappear just as quickly
inside her waiting mouth
she licked and drank in the toy
as  her aged cunt dripped
in anticipation of its present
she thrust the ribbed shaft deep
deep inside her eager hole
as the v pronged vibe worked hard
encircling her swollen clit
within moments Kate exploded
warm juice flowed throughout her bush
her inner legs now shaking
trying to force away the toy
arching her ass now upward
she took in one more thrust
dreaming of Jakes strong head
at the top of his gorgeous shaft

She now felt somewhat peaceful
as she drifted off to sleep
the gently lull of waves
dancing with her feet
as a little girl she had played
down beneath those rocks
tonight the water swam over her
caressing her tired frame
moaning ever so slightly
her fingers now returning
from whence they came

kate

Janet

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Soon the water turned from green to blue
as her eyes moved further out
repositioning her glasses
to see the tiny boat
ebbing then flowing toward the horizon
a slight wind attempted to lift the beach umbrella
as she angled her knees upward
repositioning her bikini bottom whilst the children swam
the children were practically adults now
yet they were still children to Janet
laughing and splashing at the water’s edge
as the sun gathered some heat to worry her legs
only her purple toenails sat outside the umbrella shade
yet she was still worried about burning in the heat
she had to worry about something
if it was not the children
or the fact she had so many unfinished chores at the house
it was worrying about how to fill her days
once they had all returned after the summer break
alone in that big old beach house
without Ranald
without anyone

Walking to the water’s edge her toes danced in the shallow surf
she felt the cool rush of white water splash up toward her ankles
the small surge as the ocean pulled the water further out
to leave her standing upon wet sand
in view of Marcia
as she played with her boyfriend Keith in the waves
as young Ian battled the white water closer to the shore
his arm signalling to her
today a swim was out of the question
she was tired
the water was too cold for her
and she needed a cigarette
returning to the umbrella for solace she sat upright
lighting another Marlboro before lying back down
her toes playing with the towel for warmth
Janet’s stomach was still taut
although a fold of skin wrapped over the top of her bikini bottom
another sign of age she mused
gravity was playing havoc with her hips
not to mention her thighs
as her size 10 figure still clung onto her past
only just
another crevice of skin appeared from below the bikini line
as she readjusted her bottoms to remove it from her vision
the bikini wax had been a good one she thought
though that was weeks ago now

Finally the children made the way back toward their towels
Camille lay hers out straight before falling flat
shaking her long auburn hair to one side as she gazed at Janet
Marcia and Keith held hands
as they always did
with Ian following Keith’s every move
as he always did
Poor little Ian,
Janet thought
oh to be the youngest
pushed and pulled through life at the behest of all before him
Yet he was loved,
she reconciled
handing out the chicken wraps and juice to her loved ones
Janet was pleased they were all together
well everyone bar Ranald

Later that night Janet sat on the balcony
the waves now stronger
crashing into the rocks below
the headland just a dark escarpment further out
she could hear Marcia and Keith laughing in bed
as the chimes met a gentle breeze
beyond the cigarettes newly found smoke
for some strange reason Janet felt aroused
perhaps it was mixture of contentment and relaxation
she gathered her sarong to cover her thong
adjusting her t-shirt to stretch out over her breasts
where her nipples were now hard
and erect in the night
the wine felt smooth
easy on her lips
Janet remembered back
to when Ranald had caressed her hips
then softly rubbed her thighs as he spoke with gentle tone
“I’ve always loved you’
he had whispered
her heart within his reach
Her bedroom lamp upstairs
shone red against the sheets
as Janet stretched her legs out
now massaging her feet
the night cream soothed her ankles
then gathered in her knees
as she proceeded to lather her thighs
the liquid spreading with ease
standing to remove her sarong
then laying her crimson thong down
pulling off her t-shirt
above the taut tanned brown
with her bra then removed
to expose her whitened breasts
she lay now flat in bed naked
to feed her tiredness with rest

Yet her mind drifted back to a hotel room
not long after they’d first met
to when his firm stiff cock
had entered by the rear hole
she had whimpered at first in fright
before relaxing around his pole
before rubbing her long smooth slit
then fingering deep inside
as he thrust in then out
screaming with pleasure and pride
I always love fucking you
he said again and again
I’ll always want you near
he said softly
massaging her thighs once more
Janet now longed for the hotel room
as she decided to close her door
Reaching for the moisturiser
she covered her fingertips
then parted her short brunette mound
to slowly play with her clit
up then down she applied the cream
to wet the buttons face
opening her legs further
to give her fingers more space
with two fingers caressing her nipples
and another two deep in her slit
she began to push in somewhat harder
as a bead of moisture
appeared on her tit
her nipples were hard and erect
pleasing to her touch
her juice hole was now wide open
as her fingers disappeared in the brush
cum drenched and warm they explored
deep and high in her snatch
as she arched back to push them in further
to the upper walls of her gash

Sliding and pushing them further
in further and further with length
lowering her second hand now
to rub at her clit with strength
as now three fingers entered
the lips of her hungry wet hole
stroking at her clits swollen head
dreaming of Ranald’s long pole
fucking her hole with a passion
rocking her gorgeous double bed
now with her knees lifting up on high
and her ass coming up from the sheet
Janet exploded with an orgasm
sending spasms from her sex to her feet
she writhed and gently moaned
continuing to play with her clit
returning her second hand back up
to softly massage her tit
before sucking her fingers with her lips
to smell her strong scent of cum
before throwing back her hair
to sit upright now upon her pulsating bum

With her robe now encircling her body
and her cigarettes firmly to hand
opening the doors to her balcony
she proceeded to the rail to stand
high above the surf
above her glorious beach
away from the children now sleeping
with the future within her reach
What would tomorrow bring?
she mused
would it bring moments that lightened her day
the palm trees swayed in the breeze
as her smoke slowly drifted further their way
Whatever tomorrow brings
she thought with a new found strength
I’ve loved every minute of today
I’ve loved being back in my skin
for the first time
in a long time
I’m me
now let the future begin

Sarah’s Secret, by Sasha Holden

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$3.99

Author: Sasha Holden
Genre: Heterosexual
Publication Year: 2016
ASIN: B01JKOPGV4
https://www.amazon.com.au/dp/B01JKOPGV4

So you are beautiful and sexy, yet lonely. You just want love, affection. But when you can’t reach between the bedroom walls into the bed of your best friends husband, with whom you live, it becomes more than love and affection you lust after. What do you do when the thirst you crave can’t be quenched? Set on the beautiful Australian Coastline, maybe, just maybe, all your dreams will come true. This stylishly written romantic tale of three lives intertwined escalates over time into one of not just passion, lust and desire. Out of nowhere the unexpected arrives to release unparalleled scenes of erotica that sweep you away on a wave of ecstasy. Confused as you are, vulnerable and uncertain as you may be, you know deep down in places only you have visited, that he has been looking. There’s only one problem. While he’s been noticing, your best friend has been protecting. She’s not about to give up everything she’s worked hard for. And why should she. She has him, you just want him. Or should I say, need him. Three’s a crowd. Or is it?

Callala Bay

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beach, fishing, poem, poetry, water

The lone fisherman greeted suns first light
dressed in shorts and brown shirt then bare feet
swivelling in wet sand
amidst the water’s edge
where his yellow bucket held another round of bait
dawn approaching
seagulls encroaching on his piece of today
where fishing lines arched backward then forward
meeting the oncoming waves
then the surrendering of the tide

A solitary figure
he cut a plane between night and day
the shadows of morning
as he lent cautiously over the baiting of another hook
fishing rod angled

The waters breath was peacefully forgiven
clouds and wind had run away
leaving the fisherman
his bait and bucket
to fish out the morning
in Callala Bay

windswept

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The road to Bronte gathered them up
winding anxiously down into the oceans front
toward two cafes of wood
table and chair
sun
throwing away the clouds from her face

The north coast veranda breathed in the wind
meeting the rains water for summer to fly
onto the rivers peaceful edge
flirting amongst the oceans screaming shores

Moving southbound to Sydney had all passed now
the green army bag
short hair
strong
young
reckless naïve
hitchhiking through the Putty to Riverstone

His balcony left the city looking at him in picture form
water ebbed quietly against the fragmented jetty
lights dazzled in his aging eyes
she approached to sit beside his open chair

Bronte, the north coast
the road south
the city
Was she in all places?
Had they met before?
sitting next to his windswept feet
he wondered

Bondi

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Two branches shaded the outside lamp
dampness scuttled down Military Road
slowing only to round the bend
that fell into Bondi

Cars
chasing night sounds below
tourists
their buses had all gone home

Crashing against the foreshore
the waves collided with northbound traffic
distant steps stood
to Bondi’s northern gate

He heard an echo
of rubber to tar
the rattle of chain
a fallen sigh
the drip of rain
Bondi

Pictures of you

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I swam in the ocean as far as could be
to where the waves met a breaking sea
along the way I passed a whale or two
three sharks one dove and a picture of you

Was within my mind carrying me forth
over white horses toward the north
where an island approached
upon which I sat

On a sandy beach with nothing but a cat
who became my friend and taught me to fish
yes the life of Reilly I lived
but for one wish

To turn rocks then fire
into a meal for two
to trade in your picture
for the real you

Take me back to Thailand

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I wish I were back in Italy
where Venice would be my home
catching ferries to the station
over cobblestones I’d roam

Or within the stone of Paris
building’s standing supreme
art galleries speaking volumes
around the Seine I’d stream

I wouldn’t travel to London
The pace of people’s walk
would not escape my loneliness
as I’d try to awkwardly talk

I’d love to lie on a beach in Thailand
Among those fishing boats
staring into tomorrow
against the forest’s smoke

Where fish then birds surround me
I’d find solitude in soul
Oh take me back to Thailand
before I grow too old

Byron

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beach, girls, love, lovers, morning, poem, surf

That eastern most point
on Van Deiman’s land
broken by waves
escarped by sand
where now two young surfers
surveyed the morning light
as two young lovers
held each other close
all windswept but serene
those seagulls slowly left me
in a glass like wake

A young girl approached
to sit beneath the palms
then undress to swim
against the new daybreak
black hair falling slowly
encircling one tall neck
beneath the water’s surface
she swam with beauty and grace
as I could but glance
in search of her young face

Similar to an apparition
too far away to touch
yet close enough to feel
this solitary girl
then as the light shone forth
upon her splendid face
those seagulls reappeared
to surround her naked stance

the surfers met their shore
the lighthouse disappeared
leaving me alone to ponder
where those two young lovers met
where they’d dined last night
and where they’d be tomorrow
to meet the morning’s light

Would tomorrows light shine so brightly
or provide the same escape
as today’s sunny
windswept morning did
beneath Byron’s rustic Cape

Sundays

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beach, girls, poem, sunday, winter

She skate boarded slowly
in path
or train
with Sundays

Where birds dived slowly
into palm tree shadows
with joggers jogging
quickly
in short steps
away from the city
with it’s Monday stare
that ever present glare

Over windswept umbrellas
with their fragile dampening canes
reminding me of winter
on a Sunday in the rain