Rose was under my desk between my legs! This woman could do things with her mouth and tongue I never thought possible. I could hear her fingers slicking inside her as she worked on me. This was supposed to be Rose's bonus, not mine! I looked down at her, the sun trying to cast its rays on her head. It would need to be a supernova to crack through the grime on the Victorian glass window. Suddenly I gasped as her tongue ran...

We were having fun on Christmas Eve. I was oblivious to all, except twinkling fairy lights, and my wife wrapped around my plunging rod. There's a sudden groan from Santa. His trousers are down, as his turgid cane waits it's turn. For a jolly big guy, he has a cute arse. Quick as a flash, I am in him balls deep. It won't take me long, he clenches me tight. His fiery rod is jerking with glee. My balls all-a-jingle, I'm grip...

You part your thighs, tracing shapes on your honey pot. You're tapping your shiny bean, as you glisten below. I watch and play along with slick pre-cum, waiting to feel you on my shaft. You slip your fingers deep inside. I watch you flow, thick and clear. You raise your head, eyes aflame. Our fingers matched, both a blur. You stare and arch your spine, trembling in pleasure. A silent scream, that look of lust. Your finger...

I reclined in the armchair, legs over each arm, slacks thrown in the corner of the room. I savoured the salty taste of cum, deposited by a thick cock down my throat. Spillage dried on my bra and tits. The cock's owner lapped at my box. I could hear the gross slurps as I felt the tongue worm into me. I looked up and met Gerry's eyes. He stared down at his best mate, eating the lunch I spread before him. "Hi, sweetheart," I...

It was a warm New Hampshire day. I was sitting in the shade of the trees in an open-air café. My finger was slowly twisting in and out of my moist but not slurping twat. When I jumped in surprise, removing my syrupy finger. Okay, I was at the slurpy non-sloshy point as I straightened my skirt. I was recalling my first time with my friend Claudette only a few weeks earlier. "I am sorry to interrupt. Do you mind if we join...

My eighteenth birthday party and Teresa! The hot, sexy, dark-eyed, big-titted and long-haired girl of my dreams. This dance she'd promised me, it was our fourth and I'd promised myself that. Unfortunately, her fiancée, Peter, had tagged along. He was drunk and resting his head on the table. His glassy eyes watching us. With her head resting against my chest, her subtle perfume, and my hands squeezing her arse, she pressed...

I was in Syracuse, New York. I'd travelled over from England to visit my sister, I hadn't seen her in years, and, at my age, sixty-four, I thought I'd better make the effort to see her before it was too late. She was eight years older, but we'd never got on well when younger. Knowing it was going to be an ordeal, I thought I would try and visit someone before travelling to my sister. I thought about seeing someone I'd met...

I popped round to return Paul's tool belt, it was one of those things you always intend to get but end up borrowing frequently. "I'm in here Geoff." I followed the sound into the lounge, and stopped dead in my tracks. It wasn't the fact that he was watching porn on his TV so much. It was that he was sitting there with his pants around his ankles, stroking his cock. "Oh, sorry Paul. I just brought your belt back. I'll just...