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Helpful Neighbour

My neighbour helps me so I help him too.

It was Friday morning and the first day of a fortnight's holiday from work. I woke with a very strong feminine urge and decided today was definitely a dress up day. I got up, had a bite to eat, and then ran myself a nice hot bubble bath. I added some rose petals and bergamot oil to the water and took a nice long soak. I then shaved myself from chin to toe, dried, and spent 20 minutes moisturising my skin - the smell was d...

So Will does the occasional house & dog sitting for a very rich couple and during the last summer he stayed for a week Deep down I know he has a crush on the lady of the house as he generally only ever deals with her & talks about her a lot, I don’t blame him she is in her early 40s attractive, slim & tall While he looks after the house I generally go and spend the odd evening with him, now I should mention at this point...

All Cummers Welcome

I continued to finger L as her pussy continued to spasm and squirt in streams, squelching with each penetration. L’s mouth was wide open as I continued to choke her throat with my left hand, no noises were coming out as the intensity of her orgasm had taken control. As she seemed to be enjoying the rough treatment I couldn’t resist. I thrust my fingers deep into her throat making L gag whilst being forced to taste her jui...

Our second encounter with the "Rude MILF"

Cumming inside her pussy in public was not enough. This time it was double the fun, and none of the clothes.

This is the continuation of the "Rude milf who did not want stracciatella" story that took place in my early twenties. Please have a read that one first if you wish to see the full picture: https://www.swingingheaven.co.uk/stories/fact/the-rude-milf-who-did-not-want-stracciatella Just to recap: After she squeezed all my cum into her fanny, she told me to return to the nearby parking lot in a few days - Saturday evening. S...

Turns out I like spas, after all.

You go to a spa to either recharge your batteries or drain them dry. To the last drop.

This one is slightly simpler than than the previous one, but it does not lack steam - literally. It all happened, and it is one one of my go-to memories if I need a good wank. I was never a massive fan of baths or spas. There's something about them that makes me want to not even bother, I am more of a seaside/riverside type of a guy with nature around me instead of old tiles and some chlorine. But I had a girlfriend - Ann...