Swing seat Stories

I couldn’t believe how this started. Felicity (Flick) and I had just moved house as we had outgrown our small house. Straight away I couldn’t understand why there was eyebolts in the bedroom ceiling and a few others in the walls, there was also lots more in the cellar. I joked with Flick that they were for restraints and if she didn’t do as she was told I would have to restrain her. We laughed and then dismissed it. The f...

I made my wife Jemma a swing seat with a difference. It had a cut-out to make it much easier to get between her legs and either suck her or fuck her as she swung gently back and frow on my cock. There were also straps to keep her legs up and out the way. It was adjustable so that her legs could be set from the quarter to three position, right up to the five to one position with a lever under the seat. When it wasn't in us...

Working from my office at home I could see most of next doors garden and being such nice weather Anita often lay out sunning herself on her swing seat. This day was no different until I spotted that she was not alone. It wasn't Anita's husband as I knew him, and he had gone off to work as usual. I watched as the man sat on a plastic garden chair, with his legs between Anita's legs, as she sat instead of laying as she norm...