Love? Oh, yes. Don’t count the years. Count all the good things. Memories, flash like comets Fired from some ethereal cannon. No need to light a magic fuse. Just seeing my lady in her armchair Lovely lips smiling ‘neath silvered hair, A smile, that draws me back A long-gone seventy-two years Our first youthful party kiss, warm and gentle Her head moved back to smile, I caught that smile And kept it, hidden for a while. Lo...

How to tell Harry? His hardness filled Cassie. Harry growled while thudding and spurting fiercely against her cervix. She’d always accepted this. His sexual needs had become a norm. But Harry needed to know that someone unexpected had entered her life. Three days earlier, and that first kiss. They’d just met. But no protest as gentle fingers circled bare nipples beneath her dress. Cassie was shocked and surprised. It was...

Uncertainly, she walked, naked, into the bedroom. Also naked, he lay there, eyes closed, cock, semi-flaccid on his thigh. She laid alongside him, fingers stroking his sac, and limp rod. Turning to her, their lips met. A warm, gentle, affirmation. Fingers caged her perfect breast. Down to parted thighs, where, without probing, labia was caressed. A fond kiss, loving, dream-like. “Hard day?” he asked, clutching her close. “...

“I need you,” Dan growls. Sadie, turning from the sink, feels his hardness pressing. His fingers parting her dress, she whispers, “He’ll be home soon.” “Quickly then.” To the kitchen table, lifting, lying her back there, knees high, legs wide. He grins lustfully, “That oldie, Jack Nicholson screwing Jessica Lange—” “Postman Always Rings Twice?” she acknowledges. “Love role-playing, don’t you? “ With his thrusting urgency,...

Light fading, Adam, headlights on, answered Shari’s whispered question. “An hour or so—" He laughed, as fingers explored his inner thigh “—if I stay on the road.” “Stop in that lay-by!” Obeying her unexpected demand, he braked. She groaned, “Can’t wait that long. Must know.” “You’ve waited this long.” Her religious father’s influence. “You’ve been patient. ” Shari spread herself over the backseat, dress already wide, disc...

She gasps, “I don’t usually tell that.” “Tell what?” “Scores I give guys if I orgasm.” “Very generous.” “Not really. One point, cumming from active penetration. Two points from clit and valley tonguing. Love that. Earned you four points tonight.” “Points? There’s a league?” “There is.” Stroking his length. ”Getting harder.” “Licking is tops?” “No. Anal’s my favourite. Men being cautious, cumming is infrequent. I just expl...

“I shouldn’t have come,” she sighed. “You know the equation, ‘Clit add tongue equals—” Exasperated, “I meant, I shouldn’t be here.” “The equation worked though?” “Always does.” “Undress now? Discarded panties were already floored, “Should be with Tony.” “Not Craig?” “Possibly. His is huge.” “Bigger than this?” Guiding her hand. “Mmm, it’s close.” “What about Robin?” She chuckled, “For rear-end Robin I’ll need my anal mood...

Turning in bed, he gasped, “Santa Claus has been.” She looked down, his hand guiding hers. “See?” “So hard. Is it the real thing?” A giggle. “Don’t you recognise it?” “Vaguely. Must be a joint gift.” “What do you mean?” “Feel me.” “God, You’re so wet. How?” “A kindly old man touched me up.” “Who was it?” “Called himself Santa Claus.” “Believe him?” Chuckles, ”Not at all. Knew his way around too well. Now what? ” “You on t...

Why are you here? Back to gloat? Your teasing More cruel than any whip. You mortify with hot tales Of your delectable body Writhing under the fondling Of hot lustful hands. You, squirming, As countless cocks Impale you into The screaming, moaning rapture That I once knew. Am I right? You remain, tongue-tied Yet, you undo your dress Naked beneath To let me know Just why you’ve come back. Should I succumb? God, yes, yes, ye...

  “When did you notice me?” she gasps as I gently licked her clit. “Almost immediately.” “Your reaction, seeing my thighs as I removed my stockings?” “No blinds, I thought. Accidental.” “What aroused you?” Another gasp, with tongue stroking moist petals.. “Noticing that no other windows could see into yours.” “And then?” Panting, nectar flowing. One hand grasps my cock. “You did it again. Pantiless, this time.” “You saw i...

Jake’s latest conquest lay naked beside him. He’d entered her twice, but she had shown little enthusiasm. Big disappointment, after her succulently promising look at the bar. He’d ensured she wasn’t ‘on the game’. He’d never pay. Women fell for his charm so easily. His marital bed held sleeping Louise, totally unaware of his many seductions. Disinterestedly, he asked, “What’s your job?” “A.l.L.” “What’s that?” “Anti-Infid...

I always spend my Friday nights with my good friend, George, drinking and exchanging our troubles. Months before my divorce from Rita, he had listened patiently to my sad tales of how we were drifting apart. He offered some advice, even suggested marriage guidance, but that had gone down like a cement balloon with Rita. Anyway, about six weeks after the divorce, while bending my body and twisting while lifting a heavy box...

She lay back, naked, sated, perspiring. “Good?” he asked. “You heard me explode?” she asked. He laughed, “Like a bomb.” “Just before you roared like a bull.” “What part you like best?” “Everything.” “Choose one moment.” “Tongue on clit.” “We’re good together. About our agreement.” “Once a fortnight. Sex and away. Yes?” “For six months now. Fancy making it more frequent?” “Once a week?” Her breath quickening. He hesitated,...

Behind the escaping ship, with six men rowing frantically, the waters of the Strait were calming, but blood still showed, where Scylla, the six-headed monster had carried away three men. Ulysses cursed himself for his own carelessness. He had been warned by sorceress Circe, to steer a careful course through the Strait. “Too near the right bank and the whirlpool of Charybdis will take you, ship, and all, she’s a hungry one...

The room was completely black. Totally naked, Jack lay flat, cock semi-erect, anticipating. Elsewhere in the house, four equally naked husbands also lay, while huddled wives drew numbers downstairs. Jack chuckled at how Vince and Rita Benson loved sexy party games when they entertained. They had quickly found favour with their little social group. Who’d be coming through the door tonight? Not Tina. Wife to husband was ban...