It was the first neighborhood block party of the summer. At thirty-two, Mark was quite a bit younger than most of his neighbors. Nevertheless, Mark rarely missed one of the monthly get-togethers. His friends wondered why he bothered, but what they didn’t appreciate was that these otherwise boring parties offered free food, free drink, and, sometimes, free pussy. There were hot cougars looking for a little on the side, a f...

Anna followed a particular routine. She would plug in her favorite rabbit vibrator to ensure a full, powerful charge, and then take a bath. After drying off, depending on her mood, she might get right to it, or perhaps she would watch a bit of porn to get herself rev’d up. Sometimes, she would give her ass a little spanking, and her nipples a tweak or two, if she really needed to wake up her senses. But, eventually, she w...

When they arrived at the dock, the beautiful Afro-English maid was waiting with dressing gowns. She had always been rather unfriendly before, but in this moment, she handed the robes to Jesse and Jack with a look of caring empathy. Jack and Jesse were exhausted. They struggled up the very steep path and stairs until they reached the back lawn. Winston had told them to take a nap and to have a bath. Jack and Jessie agreed...

Jack and Jessie struggled their way down the stairs in the pitch black. Jessie turned an ankle and stubbed a toe in her high heels until she abandoned them. Jack hit his head on an overhanging branch. But, eventually, they made it to Jay Bird. They slept, restlessly and still in their clothes, for a few hours. When they woke, hungover, they both wondered if perhaps a warm bath, and a night in a real bed, might have been w...

Jessie and Jack rifled through their duffles in search of something a little dressier than their birthday suits. Jessie had it relatively easy as sponsors gifted her resort-wear to advertise on Instagram. She found a sarong, a midnight-blue blouse, and her only pair of heels. She tried a bra, but elected on airy comfort, and ditched it. She looked pretty fantastic. Jack only managed a pair of khaki’s, a wrinkled button-up...

Once it became clear that Covid was going to be an apparently endless cluster fuck, Jessie and Jack decided they had to change up their lives. Being locked up in their apartment and living life on Zoom only confirmed what they had been feeling even before the pandemic. Commuting an hour each way to a soulless job and taking only two weeks of vacation a year was crushing them. The next step for them was kids. They weren’t...

Eleanor pulled the sheer black stockings over her freshly waxed legs with excitement. It has been months since she’d been laid. She had broken up with her boyfriend and then ran straight into a Covid spike. When Covid ebbed she tried her hand at the dating apps and was very disappointed. After several jerks that over-advertised their jobs, hobbies, and fitness, and who were pretty disastrous in the sack, she decided to ta...

It didn’t take long for Suzy to discover that her husband had been spying on her and her young lover. She was dusting the tops of the window frames in the living room when she noticed a tiny lens poking through the drywall. Her mind spun in confusion. I thought the cameras were only outside and in the entry way, she thought to herself. Why would there be one here? She turned on the step ladder to understand the camera’s f...

Daniel liked to fuck Gwen this way. He liked to fuck her in any way, but he especially liked her as she was now: her face buried in the mattress and her ass in the air as he held her down. It suited her, and their relationship. “Yes, Daddy! Yes, Daddy!” She screamed into a pillow, well into a long, rolling orgasm. “Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!!!” And Daniel did fuck her, as he always fucked her, roughly, focused only on his o...

John went to sleep feeling pretty good about himself. After a long day at work, and making dinner and walking the dog, he'd found enough energy and initiative to write a story for Lush. It was, to him, an interesting tale, involving a buxom MILF and a dishwasher repairman. John thought the scene involving a number-four Phillips-head screwdriver was especially compelling. As he drifted off to sleep he had the image of his...

As soon as Suzy had a taste of the virile, young Davie, she knew she would not be able to deny herself. After that morning in the pool house, Davie returned often. For many weeks the two, one a sexy Amer-Asian thirty-eight year old with an unquenchable thirst for sex, and the other a fit, young college boy with an ever-ready cock, would engage in long, languid lust sessions. Davie could cum three or even four times and re...

It’s funny how you can be around someone for a long time, and then suddenly notice them in a whole new way, Davie thought to himself as he jogged away from Mrs. Miller’s house. He had been around her for much of his twenty-years of life. She was the lady down the street. She was the wife of his Little League coach. She was the mother of a girl that he coached at soccer camp. But now she was an object of his desire. He cou...

It was one of those rare weekday afternoons that the teen threesome had to themselves. Michael didn’t have two-a-day swim practice. Javier didn’t have Track. And Tanya didn’t have Drama Club, Show Choir, dance lessons, Student Council, or Yearbook. Yes, she was typically the scheduling problem. They would usually hang at Tanya’s house because her divorced mom didn’t make it home from work until well after six o’clock. She...

I saw Phoebe’s legs from the top of the hill, easily one hundred yards off. This was for a few reasons. For one, it was the first of June. This meant that where there was usually a small horde of undergraduates swarming the lone sandwich shop in the tiny college town, with all but a few summer sessions going on you could have Main Street pretty much to yourself. For another, it was one of those crystalline New England spr...

Dolores sat in her attic, staring at a daunting pile of old boxes. One, in particular, a soccer cleat box labeled, “Summer 75” caught her eye. She had to start somewhere. She lifted the lid with trepidation. She knew what was in there and her best instincts said she should just toss the box without looking. But curiosity got the better of her. There amidst odd souvenirs, postcards, and a few photos, was a pink diary, comp...