In the darkness I blindly follow Mrs M upstairs to her bedroom. All that I am thinking about is the fact that I am about to fuck her. My worries about her husband returning have gone, all I want to do is to get into her bedroom and to get her naked and to fuck her. As I follow her up the stairs my cock is getting so hard just with the thought that she is actually almost dragging me up into her bedroom for what can only be...

Mrs M was trying to convince me that it would be ok for us to go into her house, but all of my survival senses were telling me that it just wasn't a good idea. Then again I just wanted to fuck her and I was so temped by her that I Was seriously considering it. My worry was that her husband was very well known in the area as the one guy you just wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of and the thought of him finding me wi...

I have enjoyed reading so many stories in Swinging heaven and I thought that it was only fair that I take the time to share with others about a very memorable encounter with what is now known as a cougar, not a term that was known that far back when this all happened. I have never written anything like this before and I apologise in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes. This happened way back in the mid seventies,...