Cougars and Jackals: Experience comes with age

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Cougars and Jackals: Experience comes with age by Elizabeth Coldwell, Michael Bracken, Heidi Champa, N. Vasco

Lust bridges the age gap as predatory cougars, cute sex kittens and hot silver foxes come together in this collection of erotic stories.

Adults young and old explore – or perhaps rediscover – the pleasures of sex. A raven-haired guitar goddess gives her rock protegé a backstage initiation, while a handsome waiter finds himself serving more than food and wine to a quartet of dominant older women. There’s vintage champagne and more flowing in the penthouse suite as a rich businessman shares the wealth of his experience with a trashy but bubbly younger beauty, and when a widow shelters a young fugitive, her dormant arousal is rekindled.  

The Favour by Elizabeth Coldwell

When Gary agrees to be the waiter at his neighbour Deidre’s book club evening, he doesn’t know that she’ll place very special conditions on his working for her, or that before the evening ends, he’ll have found himself at the mercy of four very dominant cougars ...

Cougar and Kitten by Landon Dixon

In the midst of a scorching-hot summer, painting the fire escape on a dilapidated inner-city hotel was the job from hell. Even the view was lousy – no slumming babes sleeping or playing in the raw inside their sleazy hotel rooms. Until, on his second dazed day on the iron walkways, he spotted a cougar on the seventh floor, and then a kitten, and his stroke went from sun to cock, the benefits of the job laid out right there in front of him.

Champagne Charlie by Bel Anderson

The seedy nightclub favoured by his brother isn’t Charles’s scene and trashy Emmy is not his type, but there’s something he likes about her and it isn’t just her long legs in stilettos. In his limo, she’s quick to let him know she isn’t wearing panties, and when she finds out he’s staying in the penthouse suite she’s like a child in a sweetshop. Touched by her sexed-up innocence, Charles wants to give her a night to remember – but as the session progresses, he finds she has a sexy trick or two of her own that he won’t forget in a hurry.

Picture Perfect by Michael Bracken

Calista, a widow in her early 50s, is still grieving the loss of her husband more than a year after his death when she meets Taylor, a young photographer. His talent behind the lens seduces her into posing for him but what it take for him to convince her that she has so much more living to do?

Jessica by Paul Moon

Apprenticed to a pair of distinctly unfunny practical jokers, a young man suspects he is being sent on yet another fool’s errand. But a long drive over the Yorkshire Dales rewards him a spectacular view – of a curvaceous widow with a penchant for sunbathing naked. He does more than look and discovers all kinds of new horizons in the process.

Backstage Rider by Jean-Philippe Aubourg

Twenty years ago Clemmy was the hot guitar-playing chick who fronted her own band. Now those days are a memory, as she teaches plank-spanking would-be rock stars how to play. Then 19-year-old Scotty, her best pupil, puts her on the guest list for his band’s first big gig, where they cover one of her famous numbers. Afterwards Clemmy goes backstage where she shows Scotty how real rock stars party …

Separation Anxieties by Giselle Renarde

When Judy brings Alyssa home from a lesbian club, the last thing she expects to find in her very own living room is a young guy, Tipton, kneeling between her husband’s legs. Yes, Judy and Cliff are separated. Yes, there’s no reason why he shouldn’t involve himself with another person. Even so, the unexpected sight gets Judy rather more riled up than she’d like. She isn’t jealous, is she? No, of course not, and to prove it, she’ll seduce Alyssa right in front Tipton and Cliff.

The Gentleman by Tabitha Rayne

Deborah has a fancy for an older man – and is furious when he snubs her, saying she is too young for him. She is determined to have him and the chase begins – and the lessons she’ll learn before it concludes will have a sting in the tail…

Trophy Wife by Veronica Wilde

Britta is 34, and has everything – or so it seems. Living in loveless luxury, she is tormented by her husband’s cheating ways. Then she attracts the attention of Colton, a 19-year-old parking valet. Will she resist temptation or embrace it?

Instructions for Proper Delivery by L. Arthur Conrad

Student Carl has a part-time job delivering groceries, and the mysterious widow Mrs Jouette proves to be a very sensual customer indeed. He’s working to pay his way through college, but the hands-on erotic tutelage she provides is priceless…

Road Trip by Carmel Lockyer

Emma’s never had such good sex as when, in her university days, she found herself being banged, up against the wall in a grotty flat with an unknowing fellow student just a few feet away. Now that she’s older, wiser and worried about creasing her business suit, can a younger man persuade her to risk everything for a quickie in a public place?

In Search Of Bookcases by Lucy Felthouse

Sophia works in an upmarket London department store. Enter Declan, a hot older man – he’s sexy, available and loaded, but down to earth too. As she helps him to furnish his luxury home, his purchasing frenzy is littered with flirting and double entendres, so when Declan leaves, Sophia’s left feeling more than a little flustered. But when she realises he’s left something behind, Sophia does the decent thing and returns it to him, with some seriously sexy results.

Motion of the Ocean by J A Reynolds

Seduction isn’t part of the plan for newly-divorced Suzanne when she accepts an invitation for a relaxing weekend at the ocean – then she meets Mark, the 22-year-old son of a close friend. His hard young body proves to be too great a temptation and, using the pretext of a moonlight swim, she shows him a few of the tricks that only a more experienced older woman can offer.

The Gaze by L A Fields

Dale is an old cuss who works construction. At nearly 50 years old, this grizzled man is surprised to engage the attention of a 19-year-old boy, who gazes at him from the bus stop day after day. After nearly three weeks of scrutiny, it’s Dale who finds the confidence to finally make the first move.

I’ve Got My Eyes On You Marlene Yong

Who is the young man who repeatedly appears in the same places as Eleanor? As a woman in her late forties, she should be flattered. But is he just an admirer or could he be a stalker? Eleanor determines to find out. Her efforts lead her down the road to some unexpected revelations, not least concerning her own sexuality.

Pounding The Pavement by Heidi Champa

Tasha can’t pass up an opportunity to camp out for concert tickets for her favorite band’s farewell tour. It starts out a long night on the cold concrete, until she meets Ari. Ari is a die-hard fan, just like her. Except he was in grammar school when the band first got together. When rain forces Tasha and Ari to share a tent, things really start to rock and roll.

Angelica by N Vasco

As Jerry’s sex life at home dwindles to nothing, this unassuming college bookkeeper strikes up a friendship with a bright and beautiful full-figured Latina co-ed. As their feelings turn from warm to hot, can they overcome the obstacles that will allow them to be together and share their mutual passion?

The Black Bikini by Josie Jordan

Jen hasn’t had sex for months. Clearing out her wardrobe, she comes across a long-lost tiny black bikini that brings back memories of the sensual woman she used to be, before her confidence was dented by ex. She vows to find herself again. That afternoon, she is stunned to see her friend’s son at a barbecue. Luke has grown into a hunky young man. Her tiny black bikini will hopefully provide the perfect prop to seduce him.

Seeing Red by Mary Tofts

When Morwenna falls for Gareth, the rugged new older man in her best friend’s life, she keeps her desire for him a secret. She resigns herself to relieving the frustrations she feels alone, but when Gareth pays an unexpected visit to her home, the chemistry between them is undeniable. Can she reconcile her conflicting lust and loyalty?

Curfew by Santina Day

When a frightened youth chased by soldiers seeks sanctuary at her door, fiercely independent Maya makes a quick decision. Her courage and cleverness help her to discover a way to fight back against the soldiers who killed her husband. At the same time the youth’s beauty and sexual naïvete dramatically rekindle her latent lust for living and her strong desire for satisfaction.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781908086556
Publisher: Xcite Books
Publication date: 08/16/2012
Series: Xcite Best-Selling Collections , #15
Sold by: Barnes & Noble
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 207
Sales rank: 572,300
File size: 257 KB

About the Author

Elizabeth Coldwell joined Xcite Books in 2011. Formerly the editor of the UK edition of Forum magazine and co-founder of the Guild of Erotic Writers, she has been writing erotic fiction for over twenty years and her work has been widely published in the UK and US. She enjoys writing across the spectrum of erotica genres, from m/m space opera to girl/girl messy fun, vanilla to BDSM, paranormal to contemporary.

Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over seventy publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include Best Bondage Erotica 2012 and 2013, and Best Women's Erotica 2013. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati.

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L.A. Fields is the author of The Disorder Series and My Dear Watson, a queer Sherlock Holmes pastiche. Her short fiction has appeared in anthologies of horror, erotica, and academia.

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Giselle Renarde is an award-winning author of erotica and LGBT fiction. This queer Canadian writer has contributed short stories to more than 100 anthologies and authored dozens of books, including Anonymous, Nanny State, and the Wedding Heat series.

Her transgender lesbian romance The Red Satin Collection took top prize in the 2012 Rainbow Awards, in the category of Best Transgender Romance/Erotic Romance. Giselle's single-author anthology of transgender fiction and poetry, My Mistress' Thighs, received an honourable mention in the same category the previous year. Her work also appears in Tristan Taormino's Lambda Award-winning anthology Take Me There: Trans and Genderqueer Erotica.

Ms Renarde loves a geeky girl and lives across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head. When she's not writing, she's usually up to something good... or up to no good.

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Bel lives in the South East of England with her family. She works for a living by day and does what she loves best at night… writing! She finds writing erotica very liberating and likes to veer between erotica and her mainstream work to keep life interesting. She loves the thought of her words bringing pleasure to others.

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Read an Excerpt

Deirdre Holloway was sunbathing in that minuscule bikini again. Gary could see her through the gaps in the fence as he pushed the mower slowly back and forth along the lawn. When he’d first gone through the tasks that needed doing in the overgrown garden, fixing the fence was high on the list – until he’d realised just how much time his fit, fortysomething neighbour spent working on her tan.

Still, that’s the luxury you have when your husband walks out on you for a younger model and you manage to sting him for a healthy divorce settlement, Gary thought enviously. Not like his own extra leisure hours, forced on him when the firm cut the days he worked to four a week to save money. Though on an afternoon as hot as this, who wanted to be cooped up in a stuffy, windowless cubicle when you could be out in the sun, admiring the smooth, glistening lines of Deidre’s oiled, honey-tanned back and the way the thong back of her bikini bottoms fitted so snugly into the crack of her –

‘Hello, Gary.’ Deidre’s voice cut into his reverie and he stumbled, stubbing his toe on the unforgiving metal of the lawnmower. He glanced up to see her peering over the fence at him. ‘Hot enough for you?’

‘Er, hi.’ He did his best to regain his composure, hoping she wouldn’t realise he’d been lusting over her.

She beckoned him close to the fence with a crooked finger. ‘I hoped I’d find you out here. I wanted to ask you a favour.’

‘Sure.’ Gary wiped his sweat-slick hands on his T-shirt. Perhaps she’d noticed the improvements he’d made to his garden over the past few weeks and wanted him to do something similar for her. She didn’t strike him as the type of woman who cut her own grass, after all.

‘I’m having the girls over tonight. We’re in a little book club. I thought it would be a good idea if I read a bit more. Improved myself, you know …’

Gary was polite enough not to point out that Deirdre had improved herself quite a lot already. He supposed her dramatic weight loss could be put down to the stress of her divorce, but the caramel highlights in her blonde hair were a recent addition, and she’d definitely had a little discreet surgical work done, smoothing her skin and plumping her lips. Not that he was complaining about the effect.

Aware his mind was wandering again, he dragged his attention back to what Deirdre was saying.

‘Anyway, we started off just discussing the book in question over a couple of glasses of fizz and a few nibbles, but over the last few weeks, the girls have been providing rather more in the way of entertainment. Julia hired a harpist, to sit in the corner and play while we talked. Kay got in a mixologist, to make us all some fancy cocktails. And Pauline treated us to a fish pedicure.’

‘A what?’

‘You put your feet in a tank of little black fish, and they nibble all the dead skin off your toes. It’s surprisingly enjoyable. But I do feel there’s a little oneupmanship going on here. So I thought I’d have a waiter on hand for my evening.’

Gary wondered how a waiter could be classed as an improvement on what had gone before, but let Deirdre continue.

‘Unfortunately, I’ve just had a message to say the lad I’d hired is ill, and I know it’s really short notice but – would you be prepared to help me out? I’d only need you for a couple of hours, and I’d be able to pay you a hundred pounds.’

Even if he’d had plans for the evening, Gary would have cancelled them on hearing the fee. And if Deidre’s friends were even half as attractive as she was, this could be fun. He’d heard stories about cougars, women in their forties and beyond who were looking for sex with much younger men. Perhaps tonight it would be his turn to meet one. ‘OK, I’ll do it.’

‘Good, I’ll expect you at 7.30.’

With that, Deirdre went back to her sun lounger, leaving Gary to his half-mown lawn and his increasingly filthy thoughts of what might be to come.


Gary knocked confidently on Deidre’s door. She hadn’t told him what she expected him to wear, so he’d hunted through his wardrobe and found a white shirt, black trousers and a red waistcoat he’d worn as the best man at his friend Lee’s wedding. Smart but discreet. He’d shaved, moisturised and applied a splash of subtle, musky cologne. Hopefully, Deirdre and her guests would be pleased with the effect.

When Deirdre ushered him inside, he realised she was the most covered up he’d seen her in a long time. He’d grown used to her strolling around her garden in her skimpy swimwear, but tonight she was in an elegant black dress, sheer flesh-toned stockings and plain black leather pumps. From the flash of red sole as she led him through into the hall, the designer’s trademark, he knew those shoes had cost more than he earned in a week.

He noticed Deirdre looking at him quizzically and asked, ‘Do I look smart enough? I mean, I wasn’t sure what to wear, so I –’

A curious, almost predatory smile crossed her face. ‘Dear me, Gary, when we talked this afternoon I think I must have neglected to mention that I was hiring you to wait on us naked.’

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