Hi, I am Mal and I live with my partner Greg (his name is really Will but everybody calls him Greg because his Scottish ancestry and after Rob Roy McGregor). We live a simple life in a croft on the north coast of Scotland, a few miles from Tongue.
We are both in our early 30’s and enjoy the outdoor life.

A few years back I attended a 2-week seminar in Glasgow.  I had booked myself into a nice little B&B just off Partick Cross metro station on Dumbarton Road.  It was a very clean B&B run by a chap old enough to be my father who introduced himself as Reg.
I had a short trip morning and evening on the Glasgow Metro which was always packed with standing room only. I am 5’6” tall with breasts in proportion to my slim body so I don’t take up so much floor space, even so, I always felt bunched in and wondered why I was the only woman in this carriage. 
On the first morning’s journey I was squashed between a couple of young chaps with their backs to me and a man half facing me at my side and about the same height as me.  I didn’t take much notice of him at first.  As the carriages rolled along, we all swayed together.  The train pulled into a station, the doors opened and one of the young guys got out while three more squeezed in.  I was pushed up tightly against the man beside me.  We were at eye level so I half smiled at him and he did likewise back to me.   
I distinctly felt something pushing against my hip where the man facing me stood.  He smiled again at me and I smiled back.  Then I felt a hand on my bum.  I was wearing jeans but even so, I felt this man give my buttock a gentle squeeze.
This was all new to me and I wasn’t sure what to do.  The carriage was packed so I couldn’t move away.  He just stood there feeling my bum and smiling at me.  He was perhaps in his 50’s with thinning hair and he wore a jacket, white shirt and tie.  That’s about all that I could make out.  Eventually the train arrived at my stop so I squeezed through the people and made my way to the door but not before a few other guys had taken advantage for a quick grope.
Once on the platform I sat down for a moment to catch my breath.  I wasn’t shocked or disgusted, fact is that it was a kind of pleasant experience if that makes sense.  Like OK but not OK. 

I walked the few blocks to the building where the seminar was. 

At 5pm when the days seminar had finished, I made my way back to the station.  I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t wondering if the journey back was going to be like this morning’s journey. 
Once again, the carriages were packed out so standing room only.  I squeezed in to a space and once more the passengers crowded around me.  I looked around for my morning friend but I couldn’t see him.
At the next station, low and behold, my morning friend got on to the train and made a bee line to stand beside me.  Once more, the train started off and we all swayed together.  My friend wasted no time in making himself known to me by rubbing my bum.  To this day I don’t know why but I reached down and squeezed the front of his pants.  He made a little gasp so I just kept squeezing it.  All the time I held eye contact with him.  Then I saw his eyes glaze over and he got a funny look on his face.  I couldn’t believe that I had probably made him cum in his pants.  I guess I had wanked a guy off on a crowded train.  That’s a first for me.
My station was coming up so I gave him a smile and exited the train but not before a few other men took advantage of me squeezing through.
Once on the platform I stopped for a moment to smell and lick my fingers, yep, definitely cum on my hand that had seeped through his pants.  I had definitely brought the guy off on a packed commuter train.  I was as horney as fcuk and I couldn’t wait to get back to the B&B to get my second best friend buzzing in my pussy.  No sooner had I entered my room, kicked off my jeans, threw myself back on the bed and then let my little battery operated friend go to work.

That evening I phoned Greg on WhatsApp.  We did all the usual chit chat about how’s your day been etc and then I recounted what had happened on the train. 
Greg is both bi and a cuckold and loves it when I get off with other guys.
I started telling him about the journey home, he stopped me and said to hold on a moment, he propped the phone up so that his chair was in shot then when he came into shot he was naked. He sat down and started rolling his hand up and down his beautiful cock as I recounted the journey home.  When I got to the part where the guy’s eyes had glazed over Greg shot his load.  I gotta add that I was still feeling so damn horney that I was half a mind to get Reg up here for some real cock. 
Greg said how much he had enjoyed my journey and couldn’t wait until tomorrow.   We left it there.

Jumping into the shower I removed the shower head from the wall then sat down with my legs as wide apart as I could get them. Aiming the water jet at my pussy was bliss, I let it play there for a while but even so, as nice as it was it was not as good as real cock meat.
I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself and tucking it in above my boobs. It barely covered my bum then I headed back to sit on the bed.  A few moments later there was a meek little knock on the door.  I got up to open it.  Reg the landlord stood there and asked would I mind if he comes in to fix a sticking window.  I said “Sure, go ahead” and I stepped back to let him in. 
While he messed with the window, I couldn’t help but check him out.  He was wearing shorts, T shirt and slippers.  I guess that he was in his 50’s (My ideal age because 50-year-old guys know where everything is and they still have their bits in working order). 
I said “I am going to get dressed then go out and get something to eat”.
“You carry on lass” he said. 
I picked up my denim mini skirt, Baggy top and clean knickers. My breasts don’t need a bra on account of them being a 32B, then I headed to the toilet to get dressed.  I left the door slightly ajar so that I could see Reg via the mirror and he could see me.  I pretended to be discrete.  When I came out, he had a distinct erection inside his shorts and a tell-tale damp spot where to tip of his penis was.  It looked quite impressive and I was half a mind to get down on my knees right then and there and blow him but I thought that I would keep him for later.

I left him in the room while I went out to get some food. A single girl in restaurant is always going to get attention but I let it pass for now.  Upon returning to the B&B Reg greeted me at the door.  We made a little small talk then I walked up the stairs.  I could feel Reg's eyes following me.

The following morning I was eager to get back to the metro and wondered what, if any, delights awaited me.  I was wearing the denim mini skirt from last night and a white blouse with a summer jacket.  I got into the same carriage as yesterday and believe it or not there was my little purvey friend.  He was soon butted up against me and his hand wasted no time in reaching down and sliding his fingers up underneath my skirt.  I thought that I would collapse with pleasure as he traced the inside of my thigh with his fingertips. I was so thankful for those hemmed in around us. 
Reaching down again I went for the front of his trouser and I was surprised to notice that his zip was undone.  I slid my hand inside and felt his cock.  It was hard, very hard.  I gave it a few squeezes while maintaining eye contact.  As the metro pulled into another station I removed my hand.  A couple of people got off and a few more entered the carriage.  Soon the carriage was rocking and rolling again.  There was a guy right in my face this time and I felt his hand down near the hem of my mini skirt.  Next I felt his fingers up under my skirt stroking my pussy lips.  This was too much for me and thankfully my station arrived.  I extricated myself from the carriage helped on by a few eager hands.  Damn, this was so horney and erotic.

The day in the seminar dragged on and on while all I could think about was the little guy in the carriage.   Eventually 5pm arrived and we were released. I headed for the metro.  Upon I entering the carriage I noticed the same little guy.  He smiled and I smiled.  Very soon we were in the same scenario, him stroking my ass and my hand in his pants.  My legs were getting pretty weak for sure.  I am sure that other passengers would have noticed something but I didn’t really care, let’s face it, I wasn’t going to see them again once the seminar was over and done with.

My station was fast approaching and with one last squeeze of my little friend’s penis I worked my way through the people and extracted myself from the metro carriage.  I stood for a moment to gather my senses.  ‘Greg is going to flip when I tell him about this’ I thought.
It was then that I heard a voice behind me “Hello, my name is Kevin”.
I turned around to see my little friend.
“I was just making sure that you are OK” He said “I thought that you looked a little shaky when you got off the train”.
I stammered a little bit.   “I’m fine” I spluttered out.
“May I escort you home?” he asked.
“OK” I introduced myself, we shook hands “I am in a B&B just down the road”.
“That’s fine, I shall escort you there then” and before I knew it he was holding my hand and we were walking along the road.
I just knew where this was going and I had kinda worked out a reason to tell Reg why I Kevin was needed in my room.  Reg was at the door and seemed a little taken aback when he saw Kevin with me.
“I hope you don’t mind Reg but this is Kevin from the seminar, he is going to go over some stuff with me, if that’s OK?”
I think that Reg was a little disappointed but he said “OK, no problem”.

I led Kevin up to my room.  No sooner was the door closed behind us than Kev was down to his boxers and I was down to my knickers.  
“Hold on a moment Kev” I said “because I have to tell my partner.” There was a brief flash of panic on his face “Don’t worry, he gets off on my infidelity”
Kevin sat in the chair with his cock straining at the material of his boxer shorts.  In the meantime, I phoned Greg.  “Hi Honey” I said “Guess what happened to me on the way home.  I proceeded to tell him all of the details and by the end of it he had propped his phone up as he did last evening and his beautiful cock was there in plain sight.  “I have something else to tell you hun” I paused a moment then panned my phone round to show Kevin sitting there in his boxers.  I let Greg see me slide my hand up inside of Kevin's boxers and grasp his cock.
“Oh baby” Greg said “You are so fucking naughty”.
 I removed my hand and told Kev to take his boxers off.  His cock looked magnificent.  I let Greg watch my lick a drip of precum off Kev’s cock.  It trailed like a silk thread from the tip of my tongue to his helmet.
“Hold on baby” Greg said “Because I have a surprise for you.  I told Brian about your shenanigans and he has arrived a couple of weeks early to join us” Greg panned his phone around to show Brian just to the side of him sporting a beautiful erection. (Brian is Gregs cousin and comes to stay with us sometimes)
I started to lick and suck Kevin's cock.  Occasionally I looked at my phone to see Brian doing the same to Gregs cock.  This was very surreal.  Soon I felt Kevin's hands on the back of my head as he pushed himself right to the back of my throat and then he started to cum. 
Greg knew what was happening and he came pretty much at the same time but into Brian's mouth.  I gave Greg a close up of Kevin's love juice in my mouth and he gave to me a close up of his sperm in Brian's mouth.

This takes phone sex to a whole new level.

“I am going to let you go now baby because Brian and I have things to do." Greg said " I will let you get on with doing what you are going to do and I want a full report when you get back.”
We hung up our phones.  I looked at Kevin, “I really needed that lump of cock inside of me right now.” I said   
Kevin's eyes were wide open as if he had gotten his fingers stuck in the cash register.
“I have just remembered” he said “I have to be somewhere”.  With that he was dressed and out of the door.  I know a guilty man when I see one and he looked guilty as hell.
I sat on the edge of the bed pondering what to do.  I needed some cock for sure.  I thought about going out to see what delights the local pubs had talent wise but then I thought about Reg, down stairs, all alone.

I wrapped a towel around myself.  It barely covered my bum, then I went down the stairs and knocked on Reg’s door. 
He opened the door in just his boxers and T shirt.  “I’m ever so sorry Reg and you’ll probably think this a bit lame but there is a big spider in the shower”
“OK” He said as he rolled his eyes up “Give me a minute and I will pop up and get rid of it for you”
I suppose he thought that I was going to wait for him upstairs but I didn’t, I stood just inside his doorway waiting for him.  I thought that he was going to put some shorts on and I was pleased that he didn’t.  Climbing the stairs I made sure that he got a good view of what was going to be on offer.
We entered my room and Reg headed towards the shower room.  From the way that his cock poked out I could tell that he was ready for action. 
“You are the only guest in tonight” he said “So you have my undivided attention”.
‘That will do for me I thought.’
AS Reg was about to enter the shower room, I let out a little scream and pointed to the edge of the bed.  In a heartbeat my towel had fallen to the floor and my arms were wrapped around Reg, my savior.
I still had my lacy knickers on, even so Reg did his best to calm me down, (as if I needed that) he hugged me and patted my bum as I held him tightly.  He held on to me equally as tightly.  I could feel his cock poking me in the tummy. There wasn’t really a spider but Reg said “There it is” and went through the motions of catching it and throwing it out of the window.  His performance was nearly as good as mine. 
I stood by the bed pretending to shake, Reg came over and held me in his strong arms then our lips were locked together.  His tongue was exploring the inside of my mouth.  I reached down, putting my hand inside his boxers.  His cock felt hot in my hand.  I knelt down in front of him and eased his boxers down to his ankles.  I took a moment to look at his cock. I was going to get a second cock in my mouth tonight. It was fat, far fatter than I originally thought and it was twice as long as my hand is wide.  I doubted that I could get the big angry purple head into my mouth but I was determined to have a good try. 
I rolled his foreskin up over his bell end a couple of times and then I went for it.  My mouth took him in until my lips were around the neck where the shaft meets his glands.  I couldn’t deep throat him so I just wanked his cock and licked the underside of his glands while I held his helmet on my mouth.  His ball sack hung low so I held it with my free hand, rolling his balls around and around.  Judging by his moaning and groaning I was hitting the right spot every time my hand went up and down his penis. 
He held my head, telling me how great it felt to have his cock in my mouth.  He praised me even though my mouth wasn’t big enough to get more of it in. 
“Here it comes” he said as he withdrew his cock from between my lips and then he was pumping his spunk over my face and tits.  I milked him dry then looking up at him I smiled and he smiled back.  That was the start of another 10 days of sexual bliss. 
Getting groped twice a day on the metro and then getting a right royal fucking from Reg’s big fat cock. We fucked in most of the rooms.  One time I was riding his cock while facing the open-door way to one of the rooms and a male guest, who we thought had gone out, stopped at the door way and just looked at us, then without further ado he dropped his pants and wanked himself off.  What a shame, had he come closer I would have given him a blow job. Another time I was walking back to my room, in my undies, after a session with Reg in his apartment when I bumped into the same guy.  He smiled and I smiled back at him.  20 minutes later he knocked at my door and without a single word being spoken he was in my room and fucking my brains out.
 
Metro travel continued pretty much the same as it had done on those first couple of days but with different guys because I never saw Kevin again.  On a couple of occasions, I spotted another woman in the carriage getting the same treatment.

I kept Greg up to date and occasionally setting my phone up on the side to record everything so that nothing was left to his imagination.  He and Brian also had a great further 10 days before I duly arrived home to take them both in hand.

We have invited Reg up to stay with us but I doubt that he will come and visit.  We have never had a single person whom we have met on our “adventures” come and stay with us but they always say that they will.