Ryan was a little embarrassed when they stepped into the shower after the water had warmed. His dick had deflated after fucking Miss Prestine, and he wondered if she'd think it was too small. But she seemed eager to hug him close and twirl around in the water with him, so he forgot about it momentarily, grabbing at her ass and tits while they soaped each other. He stroked himself while her eyes were closed shampooing hers...

Three mornings after their first oral sex experience, Jennifer had the excuse she needed to go after her young neighbor's cock again. Not too long after Ryan's parents had headed off to work, she was again knocking at his front door. “Whoa, hey,” he greeted her, half surprised and half excited that she was standing there in slippers, thin cotton pajama pants, and a thin v-neck t-shirt that wasn't doing much to conceal the...

It was two weeks since mid-thirties Mark Hogan had contacted and fucked his older West Indian friend Marsha, he still did not know her surname, but he had been thinking about her a lot. Friend was possibly not the right word because they knew little about each other but they had had two sensational sexual encounters. Marsha, or rather her large arse, had brought them together when her backside came into contact with Mark'...

Two mornings after their conversation in the yard, Jennifer rang Ryan's doorbell, and he happily joined her in the back yard a few minutes later, more quickly, enthusiastically, and confidently than the previous week. They moved rather quickly, both wanting the work to be done so that they could get inside and see if things would continue as they had before, or, hopefully, progress. So the new hole was dug and the tree re...

Jennifer sat down at the kitchen table, admiring her freshened-up backyard. She felt dirty, but the good kind of dirty, for having given the neighbor boy a hand job and making him cum a short time ago after he helped her with her little landscaping project. So dirty, in fact, that she intentionally didn't wash her hands, smiling at the way his spunk dried and crusted on her fingers. She cleared their glasses from the livi...

Ding-dong!Ryan almost jumped off the couch, releasing his hard cock, without even the presence of mind to use his dry hand when he reached for the TV remote. The doorbell startled the fuck out of him, as would any such intrusive noise coming from outside the little shell into which he had retreated this particular morning. Wracked with nervousness, he transferred the remote hurriedly into his dry hand, frantically pressin...

Cheryl O'Rourke was on a high throughout most of Tuesday. She was on a high because of the sensational sex that the forty-nine-year-old had had overnight with nineteen-year-old Brad Everett and also because Brad was returning at seven in the evening for another session. Cheryl had given Brad a good spanking, a pre-arranged spanking before they fucked and tonight Cheryl was going to get her arse tanned over her young lover...

Ed King broke into a smile as he crossed the Tijuana border and steered onto the main highway. Good riddance to his misspent youth. Goodbye to his disapproving father. Goodbye to his smothering mother. And a fervent fuck-off to the unwanted and undeserved diagnoses of all the headshrinkers he had been forced to go to since he was a boy. Such bullshit. A little stubbornness they called “pathological.” Not taking any shit f...

Having had their night in a hotel room, Gaby Harrington and Steve Prentice were preparing, for now, to go their separate ways. During the conversations that they had had when not fucking, they had established that twenty-five-year-old Steve had taken a fancy to the hotel barmaid, Mandy, an attraction that seemed to be mutual. Sixty-year-old Gaby had confided that she and the slightly younger Mandy were occasional sex part...

Steve Prentice's mobile buzzed and the name that came up was Gaby Harrington. The two of them had only met two days previously and they really only met because Gaby caught Steve looking at her arse in a queue in the post office. There was a big age difference between the two, she being aged sixty and he twenty-five, but within a short time of their meeting, they were fucking on Steve's bed.Gaby had said that she would boo...

It was now eight days since mid-thirties Mark Hogan had had his train encounter with fifty-eight-year-old Marsha. Mark did not know her surname, and Mark was wanting to see her again. Marsha had given Mark her phone number after the pair had fucked, including anal, in her flat, after she had managed to wank him with her arse on an underground train. Mark had twice got close to phoning her, but now he had gone through with...

Mark Hogan was a man in his mid-thirties and he was on an underground train heading east after spending his day deep in London. It was not yet peak time, but getting towards it and the trains were getting very busy and Mark, and many others, were standing. Mark lived alone and although he had a few female acquaintances, some of whom he had sex with, he had nobody special in his life.At the next stop, a lot of people got o...