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Socializing Part 2

Silvia and Megan attend a Halloween Party

Megan I slept later than usual and woke up feeling very good about life. Mom was on cloud nine because she and Michelle had an actual date. My idea of a date wouldn't include Mom. I was glad she was happy. She seemed in the same mood when Dad first introduced her to me. All smiles and positivity suited her. She deserved someone in her life that made her smile and feel good about herself. Susan had that effect on her, but...

Topless Party Leads To More

Martin sees his lovely topless wife Jenny flirt with stud Garth.

Martin experienced an air of anticipation as he got within a mile or so of the beach cottage. For work reasons, he wasn’t able to get there until a couple of hours after the others. By now they would have finished their time at the beach and would be back at the cottage having a barbecue. There would be seven or eight couples, mainly in their mid-to-late thirties. Most or all of the women would be topless. This was a scen...

The Halloween Mom

Unlike my usual meets due to the garden, I meet this one while handing out candy.

It was the weekend after Halloween, and as I was taking down all of my decorations, she stopped to talk. Caroline looked to be in her early thirties and was quite cute. She reminded me of an incident on Halloween night that refreshed my memory of her, her friend Angela, and their two little boys. I'd done something completely different with my setup this year, which allowed trick-or-treaters to walk through my yard to get...

The Tour Guide

A female coach tour guide has had her sex life disrupted, but things turn out okay.

Sharon Jefferson was not particularly happy at the moment. She was a fifty-two-year-old divorcee, who worked as a tour guide for a coach company that mostly worked within the UK, with occasional tours to Europe. It was not her job that she was unhappy about, as such, but more because she had been split from the coach driver that she normally travelled with. She had spent most nights in the various hotels that she stayed i...

False Friend — Or: "Pain" In The Butt

It's when the seam of the white latex glove snaps against the wrist that one usually gulps audibly with eyes open wide and wonders how it came to this.

“You want pain in the butt?” in her cute French accent. Her go-to phrase as a reply to my not-so-subtle advances. They are a bit hit-and-miss, strongly leaning on the miss. Well, one out of ten is rewarding enough. She must mean that I am a pain in the butt. Minx. Then again, I’ve never been averse to spanking—or yet pegging. Given we share our flat, get along well and are open, advances come often. From both sides. It’s...

Suite & Sexy - Kyle Gets Christy

Kyle and Christy's shared experiences with Miss Nicole fuel their own sexy, naughty experiences!

Part Two - Kyle Gets Christy & Christy Gets It! With bumper-to-bumper traffic, Kyle wished he’d taken the local roads instead of the two exits on the interstate. He had been in a hurry, as he was supposed to have dinner with the customer he’d been with today, but they’d called a few minutes ago and canceled. Still, he hated being stuck in traffic and fumed at the frustration of it. With his client dinner off his mind, he...

Seduction

A woman gets her just desserts

I watch his pants come down, watch his penis, half erect already, burst out. God, that cock looks good. I've earned this. I'd done my research. I'd watched his eyes and marked where on my body they fell: my chest and belly. I'd taken every chance to wear short tops. I'd cooked him his favourite meal. I arch my neck for him to kiss, feeling his erection nudge my mound. His penis slips into me and awakens my clit. My body r...

The Barman

A twenty-two-year-old barman has great success with mature women, this time one almost three times his age.

If twenty-two-year-old Kyle Murdoch had been asked to list his hobbies, there would be a good chance that 'Bedding mature women,' would be at the head of the list. Kyle was very successful at it, and the recipients of his endeavours were invariably well satisfied. He had had sex with females of similar age to himself but his preference was for women at least fifteen years his senior, often considerably more than that. Rac...

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It's A Date, Part 3: The Date Heats Up

My first date with a man gets almost too hot to handle

You and I are on what I wasn’t initially sure would even be a date. But as I awkwardly shifted the conversation to sex, we progressed from finding numerous connections between our lives to actually flirting a bit. So maybe it is a date. And after I spilled all my sex and marriage problems, you've just offered that you have some sharing of your own to do. “On the same topic," you begin, "things haven’t been very good for A...

It's A Date, Part 2: The Date Begins

We're talking about sex, and starting to flirt ... hey, maybe this is a date!

It’s the night of our meetup, about which you said “It’s a date” when we planned it. Since you are a man, I don't think my soon-to-be ex-wife suspects the “date” aspect of our meeting when I leave the house. I'm unsure about that aspect myself, but I primp myself once in the car anyway, buzzing five o'clock off my face with an electric razor and applying some cologne too. I do want to be fully date-ready for you, in the h...

Sunset

A mature woman is watching the sun setting over the sea, and a young man engages her in conversation

Forty-seven-year-old Cheryl Busby was standing watching the sun setting over the sea; it was particularly beautiful this evening. Cheryl's house was only two roads back from the sea, and she could watch the sunset from her bedroom window, but on a nice evening like this one, she liked to be outside watching the sun slowly disappear out to sea. In some ways, it was sad for Cheryl, because it meant that she was coming to th...

Warming Her Buttocks

A mature woman and a mature man meet in a hotel bar, and get to know each other rather well.

Heather Jefferson was a fifty-three-year-old company executive. She was currently staying in a hotel, as she was away from home on business. Heather was a very attractive divorcee, and she seldom went short of male attention. That attention often led to a bedroom, and Heather had had lovers aged from thirty years younger than her up to fifteen years older. She currently had her curvy, shapely bottom perched on a bar stool...

My Dare Set By A Wonderful Friend On Lush

A weekday trip to the garage leads to an exciting future encounter

This is a true story about my recent life and troubles, and also about an incredible day last Friday that has re-ignited something deep inside me. My husband and I have been married for many years; it was always good, exciting, and loving. We have two wonderful children, both now grown up and at university. In recent times, his business has been going through some difficult times. The pandemic hit us badly, as has the cou...

Foot Massage At Party Leads to Outdoor Sex

I meet a girl at a house party at my house, we chat and flirt then have outdoor sex in the garden

In my first real proper job after graduating from uni, I lived in a shared house with a few friends from work. One weekend we had a party planned at our house. We invited lots of people and planned a barbecue in the garden to feed everyone, followed by drinks in the evening. It was a hot day and we got out in the garden early to fire the barbecue up before people arrived. I decided it would be a good idea to bring the sof...

A Very Sexy Man, Part 1

He was like an old-time movie cowboy, with sex appeal to burn, and a dear friend.

We met Walt the day we were moving into our new home. We’d finally saved enough to buy a place on five wooded acres outside of the town of Salida, Colorado, up into the hills a little way off Highway 50, which eventually crosses Monarch Pass. It wasn’t a huge home, but we didn’t need huge; instead, the property had a small meadow out front, fantastic mountain views, privacy, and peace, to go along with the abundant wildli...