This is a story from my younger days, before marriage and kids when life was all fun with little or no responsibilities. I was on holiday in Yorkshire with my then boyfriend. We had been out walking on a lovely sunny day but needed some alcoholic sustenance. We stopped at a village pub and ordered drinks at the bar before venturing into the pub garden. We found a free picnic bench and sat down to rest, enjoying warm sun....

We were at a party, not a party I particularly wanted to be at, but we were here. Not really my sort of people, all rather up their own arse types. They were mostly “friends” of my husband, either work or rugby people. Well to do types, the sort of people I didn’t feel particularly comfortable with. Surprisingly it hadn’t been too bad, the music had started quite early so I could avoid endless small talk about Caribbean h...

On the way back home I decided to pay a visit to a sauna that I had heard about but never tried. I showered and wrapped a towel around my waist and took a look around, The cinema was occupied by two guys who were wanking each other off and the sauna and steam rooms were dead. I went to the basement and looked around the private rooms in the hope of finding someone there who wanted to play. As I reached the end of a long r...

I started browsing the profiles of people who visited me, single women and couples. It got interesting. Involuntarily, as if unintentionally, but with full awareness, I started touching my erect penis. From the bottom up, first I start sliding it with one finger, from the very end to the wet head and back, hmm, how pleasant and useful it is, I'll release all the stress soon, I thought, but not so quickly, slowly, let me e...

One is big, the other is small and twisted, it's important that a guy knows how to use it, mine is ordinary, even average, I would say, that's why I always focused on decent and long foreplay, with an emphasis on good and deep pussy licking, I've always liked it even more than giving a classic blowjob, simply licking pussy always gave me more pleasure and I was sure that my agile tongue would give your pussy more pleasure...

Thursday morning. The alarm clock rings at 4.30 am, it's time to get up for work. Well, another boring day, I thought. It's time to get up, I reluctantly got up from the bed, I was only wearing my favorite boxers, my little friend was slightly enlarged, hmm, I must have dreamed something nice, I thought, but there's no time for that and I don't feel like it. I quickly jumped into the shower to cool down my emotions, lukew...

The next day it was my turn to be dom. Fully recovered from the excesses of the previous day, we were raring to go. I was going to give as much as I had received, to make him beg for release. His cock was already hard as I secured him to the bed. Spreadeagled, the straps tight. He could move, but not much. I straddled his face, making sure that I did not make contact with his straining cock. I didn't want to risk a misfir...

My husband and I (Sounds a bit regal doesn't it?) had been married for eight years, we had tried most things that a couple can do and were running out of ideas. It would be wrong to say that we had become jaded, but we were looking for new pleasures, but that might mean involving others, with all the associated problems. My husband is a skilful and considerate lover. He would say the same about me. Since our marriage, we...

I imagined that you were sitting alone in the sauna, when suddenly a couple of people came in and sat across from you. They started kissing, their hands wandering. You wondered whether to leave or stay. As he slid off her bikini top and started kissing her breasts, she looked at you and smiled, so you decided to stay. He teased her nipples with his mouth, and she stroked his thighs and placed her hand on the bulge in his...

My dream car was a 1992 Alfa-Romeo Spider. I can see some of you wrinkling your nose, but I had very personal reasons for wanting one. I paid a car finder to track one down and he found one. Red. Perfect. Convertible. Perfect. Left hand drive. Not perfect. And it was in Italy. But our little group of very close friends, agreed to travel with me to collect it and to turn the trip into a holiday. When I say close friends, I...

It’s 16 centimetres long with three vibrating fingers, and it is pink. It’s my favourite toy. We call it Pinkie. On this warm Saturday morning, C is plying a wondrous trade between my legs as he gently slides Pinkie along and between the slick folds he loves so much. Now dallying, now pressing then retreating as the three pink fingers thrum and he twists and turns them seeking new places to excite. My sex expands luxuriat...

'Don't tell me, the next time you wore a skirt and blouse.' She lowered her eyes, which at first I took to be embarrassment, but when she continued there was a new strength, a new confidence, in her voice. She had rightly deduced that I was not angry with her, on the contrary, subconsciously I'd been fondling my crotch and she had noticed. 'Yes,' she confirmed, 'that pencil skirt with the slit so high my stocking tops sho...

As stated in the first 3 parts. The young lady in this story asked I could help her write her account of what happened. After my day at the beach with Anne and James, over the next couple of days I settled back into my normal routine of sorting the house out. On the first couple of days, which was a little overcast I spent finishing the painting and other jobs around the house. Normal dress code had become my sandals and...