Warning: Spouse Swapping
The Librarian. She looked so innocent, so prim and proper, but he quickly discovered that you can't tell a book by its cover.
Cougar Claws. Fort Lauderdale is hot, but when a woman meets a younger man, it gets hotter still.
A Little Game between Friends. Two friends dream up a little game to spice up their sex lives, but will the spice turn out to be too hot?
The Librarian - "Well, here it is," she said. "Here's my car." She wrapped her hands around his neck again and pressed her lips against his. "We shouldn't," she moaned. "But…but feel me. Feel how wet I am."
She took one of his hands and plunged it up her skirt and between her legs. Her slippery pussy offered no resistance as he slid two fingers inside her. "You," he gasped, "you aren't wearing any undies!"
"I took 'em off in the ladies' room. Deeper, Ben. Deeper! Do you like what you feel?"
"I think I'd like to feel your legs wrapped around my head," Ben groaned.
"I…I'm sorry. I…I…"
"Yes! I want that, too!" Lucia shoved her hand into her purse. A second later, the door locks on her car went ka-chunk, ka-chunk. She dropped her purse, unzipped her skirt, let if fall to the macadam pavement and kicked it away. She opened the back door, slid onto the seat, spread her legs and hissed, "Eat my pussy, Ben. Eat my fucking pussy!"
Cougar Claws - She felt his fingers caress her neck. Her hand slid into his hair and pulled his head toward her. Her eyes closed and gave way to the sensation of two fingers tracing their way down her body. She found herself almost unable to breathe when they made their way into her bra and slid under her breast. The gentle heat became a hot coal when his fingers surrounded her nipple and applied soft pressure. Two fingers became four and then five. He massaged her breast and rolled her nipple. Her tongue crept into his mouth and her hand slip up his leg, resting on the hard bulge in his crotch. She knew that they were probably being observed and she didn't care. It had been a long, long time since she had been so aroused. Then, her eyes heavy-lidded, she pulled her head away from his. "Let's go upstairs," she said. "I have to see my friend."
A Little Game between Friends - His heart pounded in his throat. He kissed his way down her body. She offered no resistance as he slid off her shorts and G-string. Instead, she stared up at him, shaking her head back and forth, begging him to stop with her eyes.
He lifted one of her legs and draped it over the top of the couch. He lowered the other until her foot rested on the floor. He stared down at her, licking his lips at the site of her legs splayed wide open and her exposed vagina so beautifully surrounded by blonde hair.
She cried out when he dropped down and drove his tongue into her.
"You are so fucking wet," he whispered.
He slid his hands under her butt and lifted her so high that only her shoulders were on the couch. He drove his face into her, probing her.
She gyrated her hips and moaned, whispering, "No…No…I….I'm coming!"
A sense of satisfaction and pride flooded his being. Now for the best part. He stood up and let his shorts fall to the floor.
Tracy gasped at the site of his rigid pole. She covered her eyes and groaned, "No. I beg you."
He stared at her, his lust raging. Her inner thighs were red from the stubble on his face. Her chest was covered with her tears, but her nipples were hard and her breath was coming in short, excited bursts. He lifted one leg and then the other, over his shoulders. He paused and then thrust his prick deep inside her.