It had been several weeks since I'd been expertly fucked by Steven, my friend and I kept up our regular meetings although I desperately wanted another night with him, especially after what he did to me, and remembering how dominant he was which I really enjoyed . Then the golden opportunity presented itself. My friend had got a job in London and a leaving party was organised, he told me Steven would be there, for a moment...

I walked along the corridor until I found Room 224 and paused outside– TBH I was as nervous as a kitten but I knew that I wanted to do this more than anything. I had butterflies in my stomach but also I had this desire that was overwhelming me – I could feel my nipples hardening and I slipped my hand under my dress – my pussy was already soaking Should I knock on the door or should I go back to our room ? I reached into m...

Chapter 4 Two Plus Two Plus Two and Two More Characters: Carinne and Michael, Steve and Cristine, Peter and Fabian, Martin and Tommy as cameramen. This was a picturesque September Saturday, promising a dinner that would linger in Michael and Carinne’s memories forever. While they had hosted similar events before, none matched the grandeur of this occasion. Previous gatherings at their home had been lively affairs with swi...

I was born on the day that Elizabeth became Queen. Not Elizabeth the first, I'm not that old! 26th February 1952. My parents were rich. Not loaded, but certainly well off. Like most of their class, they had wanted a boy. Not that there was a title to inherit, they just wanted a son. They decided that raising me to marry well, was the best alternative. I was sent to private schools, and yes, I had a pony. I was sent to a c...

Gentlemen Only Please! Now this was Mission, almost impossible. You see Sen has a penchant for gentlemen of the Indian subcontinent. Not those I guess who originated from there but more likely second generation. Why am I making the point? Well all will soon become clear, You see these gents have assimilated to western culture better than anyone else, in Sen’s estimation. They are self-made and therefore like the good thin...

I knew Jill was a slut when I first met her but didn’t know just how big a slut she was until four months after we married. I knew she flirted with all the blokes at work and those we met in the pub, but it was at a party that she showed more than just her true colours. She had danced and flirted with a number of the blokes there and when she disappeared my heart skipped a beat as I knew what she was probably up to. I gav...

For the first time ever, mine and my wife's Christmas party occurred on the same night this year. Invariably our work parties don't include partners so we are usually the taxi ride home for each other at the end of the night, however on this occasion we both agreed we would get taxis home individually once the night has finished. Alexa had spent most of the afternoon and early evening getting ready, with immaculate make u...

After that explosive meeting with Paul, I was lost within myself, reliving that moment in my head where he made me shoot my spunk literally everywhere , I tried edging myself but never came close to how Paul had expertly wanked me off, I knew I wanted more and it was becoming increasingly clear I was a sissy slut that needed sex as a submissive, not that person who accidentally inseminated his friend that first time a few...

It had been several weeks since I'd been expertly fucked by Steven, my friend and I kept up our regular meetings although I desperately wanted another night with him, especially after what he did to me, and remembering how dominant he was which I really liked . Then the golden opportunity presented itself. My friend had got a job in London and a leaving party was organised, he told me Steven would be there, for a moment m...

Hi I’m Charlotte. My husband recently showed me you’re website, I love the letters, and that has prompted me to write how I went from a fairly shy teenager to becoming a slut wife. Firstly, let me tell you that very few people call me Charlotte, I either get called Lottie, Lot or Winalot. The name is derived derivative from “Want A Lot”. It started shortly after I turned seventeen. I was a virgin, but my best friend wasn’...

My wife Moira is a slut. No, she’s not a hotwife, because that would imply that I enjoy sharing her. Whilst I do enjoy watching her with other men it is rarely my choice. I will give you an example, but first let me tell you a little about her. Moira is 5’8” tall with long naturally ginger hair that comes almost to her waist and hides parts of her pretty face. She has green eyes that can burn through you when she wants so...

I was on a four day coach trip to Amsterdam. I am Janet at twenty six year old office worker living in Bristol. I became single because my boyfriend of two years dumped me, telling me that I was sexually repressed when I refused to take part in wife swapping. Besides not liking either of the other couple he wanted us to swap with, I wasn’t a wife or wanted swapping. Then as a parting gift he shouted that my clothes looked...

My wife Cathy was always asking me about what I got up to at university. She hadn’t gone to Uni and loved hearing about all the naughty things I got up to at the parties as well as the girls I brought back to the house me and some mates rented. I guess she felt left out at having a sheltered live. She had barely lost her virginity when I met her. In fact, she had only been fucked in the missionary position and in bed on a...

Both Bessie and I had pretty wild teenage years and even into our mid-twenties, although we went out together, we were both still seeing other people. I decided that I wanted something more permanent including the trappings of a mortgage and kids. I took Bessie out for a nice meal and dropped the question. To my horror and embarrassment Bessie said she would think about it, leaving me knelt on the floor holding the ring....