It was the first day back to work after Christmas. I had completed two jobs before eight o’clock. My slate for the day held seven addresses, all of which I had keys for. The post-Christmas blues didn’t affect me since I lost my beautiful wife at the hands of a drunken driver four years previously. My world collapsed. I withdrew into myself and shut out everyone who was close to me. I’m Danny. My wife, Jess, died at forty-...

What a waste – ten fucking years. Don’t get me wrong, in the beginning, the sex was animalistic, the way he took me, my body, my cunt, my mind, and the hair-pulling was electric. I loved being his slut – he owned me. The pounding I received regularly was second to none. Sexual exhaustion was commonplace and believe me I had the stamina for it. Then the sex became superb, then brilliant, then good… Ten years is all it took...

Seventeen-year-old Lee Young was not too disappointed that he did not have a text from fifty-something Linda Fletcher asking him to go and fuck her on Saturday night. Lee had hardly slept at all the previous night, he spent it in a hotel room with fifty-eight-year-old Sylvia Turnbull. His penis was ready for a night off, Lee did not even wank. The Linda whom he often fucked, lived three doors from where Lee lived with his...

Ben Luckhurst had fancied her from the moment that he, as a seventeen-year-old, had first set eyes on her in his very early days of working in the large office. She was obviously way out of his league, being classy and married, but that did not stop him from thinking of her day and night and she was usually in his thoughts as he ran his right hand up and down his rigid penis in his bedroom at home at night. She was then a...

Chapter Seven Leanne and Drew visit Melbourne.   Alfred was standing dressed in his chauffeur’s suit and cap, waiting in Melbourne’s Tullamarine Airport arrivals area near the baggage carousels holding a sign. ‘Leanne and Drew, Love Gods’. Most everybody who read the sign snickered, but he also received a few looks of disapproval. Leanne approached. “You must be Alfred.” “Yes, madam. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Drew chu...

Chapter 1 Not a Day Goes By.   The band has been excellent tonight. Jayjay’s pleased with how the new lead guitarist and back-up vocalist are gelling with the group. They’ve got one more set, and he’s chilling in the corner booth in the front bar of our local pub, away from the din in the back-bar band room. This pub is where we had our first gig in front of paying customers. Most of them were friends and family of the ba...

Having met whilst walking dogs Emily Wagsaff, aged sixty-three, and fifty-nine-year-old Trevor Hinton developed a friendship that rapidly became more and culminated in the married Emily going to the divorced Trevor's house for some wonderful lovemaking.The following day when they met whilst working the dogs Emily took Trevor into the undergrowth and gave him an amazing blowjob and now the two were only thinking of how and...

After a long kiss, Jamie watched his mother-in-law drive away. He remained standing outside for a while in deep thought. He took a deep breath and turned on his phone and dialled the number. The call answered almost immediately. "Hello Angela, this is Jamie Thompson." Her reply was in whispered tone. "Shit, Jamie! I know who it is. You fucking arsehole. You ruined my life with your stunt. Mel won't talk to me. To be hones...

To sixty-one-year-old Sheila Butcher the incident when her henpecked husband Jim took her over his knee and gave her large arse a good tanning seemed a lifetime ago because so much has happened since.Their marital sex life was reignited and she had continued to get spanked and had also felt a belt and a cane across her buttocks.She had divulged news of the initial spanking and the sex that ultimately followed to her frien...

Sixty-year-old Karen Lister and fifty-seven-year-old Louise Mitchell had met on a coaching holiday to Scotland and after swiftly establishing that they both had a preference for the female body, they spent the evenings and nights of their holiday making love.Their homes were about forty miles apart and it was arranged that Louise would drive to Karen's house the day after they returned from holiday so that they could spen...

We hadn’t know each other long, but there was a sweetness about our affection for one another that was intoxicating. A desire to touch one another gently. To kiss softly. To be close. We had been laughing and joking, running around the house like children. I grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs to the dressing room. He sat down, smiling at me, catching his breath. I regarded him for a moment, made a decision, and th...

Have you ever met someone whom you just could not resist? He was like that for me. I was like that for him. We couldn’t help it. It was a simple matter of chemistry. Him + Me + same space = sex. It was like that from the day we met. My best friend warned me. He said, “You can’t meet Irving,” I asked, "Why?" “Because you will have sex with him.” “What?! You are just jealous.” “No. I know you and I know him. You, two, will...