My name is Mal and I live with my partner Greg on the beautiful north coast of Scotland on our croft. It is pretty basic, a cottage and some land. Both Greg and myself are athletic out doorsey people and in our early 30’s. We have had several adventures where it highlighted just how much of a cuck Greg is and my wanton desire for sex especially with random strangers. I know, it makes me sound like a hussy but if we enjoy...
This story starts when I was out dogging in the local forest spot near mine. I was out for about an hour after dark and since it rained the day before it was empty. I stuck around to see if anyone would show up. I played with myself a little, got a little too horny and really wanted to suck someone. I usually top. As I was leaving I was going to open grindr to find someone when a car came into the parking area parked up....
So Chell and I had talked about the fantasy event of her being kidnapped by sex gang, Luckily, I know all of her fuck buddies with this being a fantasy of hers that we talked about in the past and the fact that Dave and Steve are you quite well and would be up for it I organised her a surprise and managed to keep it under wraps as well Organise the Steven Dave to kidnap her on the Saturday evening whilst she was out shopp...
Welcome back to the second part of the Pornographic Rom-Com that is COUPLES THERAPY. We left the last part with a few of the pieces moving on the board but others still standing. Let's roll the dice and see if Rook lands on a snake or a ladder (I don't know how to play Chess). THE PROGRESS "So do you think we're fooling him?" Megan asked, as she wiped her hand across the cum that was dribbling down her lips and chin as he...
COUPLES THERAPY PART 1 Hey there. So a new story for all our loyal readers. It’s essentially a pornographic rom-com. THE PREMISE “That is the most ridiculous idea I’ve ever heard,” Megan stated, arms folded, face expressionless after hearing the plan. “That’s not a ‘no’ though,” Mitchell replied. Megan considered the proposition a moment longer, took a sip of her drink and then decided to stick around. “Why are you doing...
"My name is Mal, I met Greg 10 years ago when we were running in the Ingleborough fell race. Greg’s real name is Will but because of his Scottish blood people call him Greg after Rob Roy MacGregor. I often ran in fell races so I have a very athletic figure, i.e. skinny, but perfect for my chosen outdoor life style. Unbeknown to ether of us Greg and I had been in fell races at the same time but this time we actually ran al...
Following on from Kim’s story about our first visit to a nudist beach we have another chapter, some fiction some true. Only we know. Kim and I fucked like bunnies when we returned home from the beach the last time, it had opened a whole new avenue for us to explore. We were both turned on reminiscing about Kim sucking cock, and wanting to. We made plans to return the next sunny day and see what happens, unfortunately in S...
It was a cold winters night and my wife of 10 years had just completed her 3rd marathon and we went out to celebrate with a meal. Little did I know later that night things would turn out with her just wearing a thong and stockings with two separate guys spreading her legs wide. Because after the meal, my wife went to the toilet, and what I didn’t realise she took her dress off and placed in her handbag and was now topless...
Quite a few years ago, my fuck buddy Jane and I ventured up to the car park at Cathkin Braes that looks out over Glasgow. It was a Saturday night before midnight and there was a lot of cars about. Jane had a small denim mini skirt on with no pants and a low cotton top with no bra. She had a lovely figure back then, 5' 6" tall, short blonde hair, 40E tits with big brown nipples, a nice shaven pussy, lovely long legs and a...
Taxi drivers treat at the end of the night. Event started off just the other day Chell had a corporate works event already in the diary in the city. It was your stereotypical networking event, not so much normally goes to but was asked to go along due to her experience. Originally my evening was just going to be at home and in control of the TV and probably some porn sites as well . But I got invited out on a Work event a...
I had know six for about 18months we met regularly as we are both single and have places to live. I have been cross dressing for many years, with a lot of work and a bit of luck I can pass as a woman and go out in public. Sid had phoned me to arrange the next meet, he asked me to wear my tartan pleated skirt a cream blouse the one that's a bit tight and of course black stockings and suspenders with black knickers if he ha...
Being asked about my meets today took me down memory lane, and I thought I'd share the time my proverbial swinging cherry was well and truly taken in deepest, darkest Robin Hood country. I'd been an SH member for a while and, as a single male, found it difficult to get beyond the initial message stage. I know, fetch my tiny violin! Anyway, I've always approached this side of my life as a journey, and nothing that is easy...
I thought I'd share the fist encounter that opened my eyes to the lifestyle. A few months back, last summer, I had just spent the day out walking in the Peak District, I ended a bit lost and returned later than I had planned and by the time I finally got back to my car it was already dark. As I approached my car, the carpark was almost empty with just my car and another one left there, parked on the other side. I started...
It was a hot September night and I was at a loss for what to do. I tried the pub but none of my mates were out and about and my best buddy was away. I eventually decided to take a ride to one of our local dogging sites. I had been several times with limited results. I could have had several blow jobs there, but I’m not into the gay scene, so had always declined their offers. I had one blow job, by a woman probably in her...
This time of year always reminds me of how things all started for myself, Paula, and my cousin Phillipa. The bonfire and fireworks party in a nearby village was nearly three weeks late due to bad weather and storms and as a result they combined it with the Christmas party and Santa’s grotto for the kids. I was meant to drive us there but due to car problems Phillipa had to collect me and do the driving. The village always...
