Carl had been nervous - nervous and excited - about moving in with his 60-something neighbour when his parents went to South Africa the whole week. As it turned out, he was right to be nervous. And excited! Doreen had been anticipating his arrival with the sort of sexual frenzy she hadn’t felt for years. She had been watching the video she had taken of Carl masturbating while touching herself almost every hour, had been r...

It was the day Carl had been half looking forward to, half dreading. The summer he turned nineteen, his parents had gone to South Africa and left him to be looked after by their middle-aged neighbour, Doreen. She had let him know on Friday that the following Monday a few of the ladies she used to work with were coming round and that Carl was to serve them coffee. He blushed, thinking about standing in a room in the tiny u...

By the time Carl and Doreen got downstairs, Mr. Martin's car was waiting outside. Doreen ushered Carl out of the door and made him wait while she locked and checked the door then, with a little wave towards the car, ushered him down the path and, opening the rear door of the car as if he wouldn't be able to manage that himself, stood while he got in the back. 'Now, I don't want you to be nervous, Carl,' said Mr. Martin, a...

But before the long-awaited milking, Mrs. Johnson thought it was probably a good idea to give Carl a break. Producing a white dressing gown from the back of the chair she said, 'Pop this on Carl and take five minutes while I explain to the room what they are going to be witnessing.' Carl took the gown and put it round him but, with his penis still fully erect, he had to tie the belt around it, flattening it to his stomach...