Hungry cougar Stories

Cary stood at the podium in the Austin hotel ballroom, confident. The room was filled to capacity for her presentation: “Selling Homes to Generation Z.” As the owner of her own firm, she was the keynote speaker at the annual Texas Real Estate Symposium. She had flown in two days earlier, prepared to conquer the business stage, and perhaps have a little fun. Dressed conservatively in a tailored blazer and silk blouse, only...

Cary - Phoenix The late-afternoon sun cast golden slivers across the pool deck, glinting off sunglasses, icy drinks, and bronzed skin. Cary leaned back on a lounge chair, one leg bent casually, the other stretched just so, angled to elongate her calves and draw attention to her thighs. She was well aware of the stares. But she wasn’t doing it for them. Not entirely. Her bikini was bold, a barely there, deep-cut number tha...

Sofa. Our bodies pressed together. My eyes fluttered open. I attempted to move, but he held me in place, "Um, stay a little longer," he insisted. I felt him penetrate from behind, "I love morning sex with you, Z; you're always so wet." He drilled me from behind until I quaked. Then he sat up; I rode his dick as my tits bounced in his face. He caught a nipple in his mouth and sucked sweetly. Panting. Moaning. Grunting. He...