I've been told by a few gents that I was the best shag they've ever had. I would often answer that compliment with a blush and cheeky smile before saying that it comes with the age. And it really does, experience in pleasuring doesn't come overnight.

At times I feel like my sex drive got worse as the years went by, I do not feel satisfied anymore when I wank on my own. Maybe reading naughty messages by fit blokes would be the solution to my predicament.

I imagined myself being placed on top of the kitchen counter, with my legs spread as wide as it can while a dashing lad is fucking me like his life depended on it. Now that is the ultimate dream of a lady like me who missed the opportunity during her...

Going benders during the weekend has been a norm during my years in uni. I would always end up snogging a fine gent in the bathroom of the pub. If they're good at it, I would take them to my flat and shag their brains out. What I would give to get to...

Sexting has become one my favourite pastime. I always appreciated written words of any form, digital or by hand. Mobile phones used to intimidate me but now I can't go anywhere without it. I would even go as far as send racy messages while riding the...

I miss those days - climbing trees, hiking, waking up early to see the rising of the sun and the sea of clouds. I'd surely go hiking again in the future. I might try going to Mt. Everest or in Mt. Elbrus.