Whether it was the sound of the traffic outside, or the humidity of the night, or maybe the strange, slightly uncomfortable bed, I lay there in that semi-slumbering state of consciousness while my mind became slowly aware of a woman in the next room making quiet whimpering sounds. In a rush, I remembered where I was. At Amy and Jeff’s in London. Instantly I was wide awake, my ears pricked, straining to interpret what I wa...

Men have to be strong, Everyone says so, Strength is in body and mind. But nobody asks how I am.   The strength in my body is seeping away, Inevitable with the years, ‘Dad’ is supposedly always strong, But nobody asks how I am.   Cool and calm is the way I am, It’s the way I’ve always been, It’s an effort, and it’s tiring, But nobody asks how I am.   Sometimes I scream in my head,  I just need a moment to recharge, I’m st...

Losing your virginity is a moment in life that no one forgets. At sixteen, I had been going through puberty later than most, certainly later than a lot of my peers. I attended an all-boys school in south-east London, and in the first three or four years, I’d been self-conscious about getting changed for PE lessons because of my lack of pubic hair and small genitals, but by the age of sixteen, I had developed into a proper...

In a matter of weeks, I’d gone from staid English housewife to some kind of insatiable slut. In the hours before David got home from China, I tried to reason with myself. I tried to convince myself that I would turn over a new leaf, I’d be pleased to see him, I’d try to reinvent our sex life, I’d probably try to stay away from meeting with Sheila quite so much.  “All with the best of intentions.” I heard myself almost spe...

I’m deep inside your body,You’re deep inside my brain. The pleasure of your lips,Masks the inevitable pain. The pain of leaving you once more,When our interlude is done, Each time we make love,We know it’s more than just some fun. Wrong time, wrong place, we always said.But how do you fight fate, fight love, An accident of life, an irony,Perhaps a sign from above. When we’re apart it hurts so much,And you’re in my dreams...

After Lynn had returned to the US, life for me settled back into a routine. My husband continued to be a pain. He had announced that he’d been chosen to head a sales initiative, which meant a trip to China within the next week. I was thankful that I'd have some time on my own for ten days. I eventually caught up with Sheila for the first time since the party. We both had so much to tell each other. I went round to see her...

Both Sheila and I were peering out from behind the curtains to see who was arriving for Jeff's lunchtime birthday party. We were invited guests too but were hanging back knowing that, like ourselves, there would be many of Jeff's past conquests. But which ones were they? Mr and Mrs Fenton from up the road, surely not, she was an upright member of the local church. George Wright and his wife Greta, the local councillor. Yo...

Suddenly I felt hot all over, I began to panic, I knew what we were doing was probably wrong, or in fact, what Mr Taylor was doing was probably wrong. "Just relax little one, let it all happen...go on Millie...let it happen." Mr Taylor's voice was soft and quiet, and incredibly his wife was in the next room. The orgasm came with a rush, as his fingers continued to massage my clit. I was trying to stifle my gasps, but I wa...

The build-up had been gradual at first, but suddenly it came with a rush. It had been so long since this had happened. Yes, my vibrator had often brought me to this point, but the young body slowly moving above, and within me, held me at the edge long enough to have me crying out loud, and shuddering in an orgasm that went on and on. I felt the gasp of hot breath on my neck, as his hips bucked, and his cock thrust deeper....

The coach pulled out of the high school at exactly 7.30 am and Mr Smith settled himself into his seat 2 rows from the front behind Ray the driver. The kids were excited and very bubbly but Mr Smith knew from experience that they would settle quickly for the long drive to Dover. It was the yearly trip for year sevens to France and for Mr Smith it was the tenth year of running it. The school staff were always keen to be sel...

The last time I'd seen Rachel it had been messy! Not in a relationship sense, but in a 'needing a tissue' sense! Twenty years later, she hadn't changed a bit. Well, just a slightly fuller figure, but just as sexy. I was at a school reunion back in the town where I used to live. In the intervening years, I'd married, divorced, and had three different jobs in the public sector. When our eyes met across the hotel bar, there...

When you're living opposite a row of rental properties, you see a constant turnover of people and families moving in and out, for a variety of reasons. I was newly retired from a stressful job, and enjoying time for my hobbies, and being at home in the day. Another 'man and van' arriving across the road was not unusual, but natural curiosity made me look out to see who was moving in. Two guys were unloading boxes, furnitu...

We all know how online dating works, and all humanity is there! So how would it work for a much older man looking for a casual relationship? No moral judgements please; we all have our own crosses to bear. So the parameters were set. 45-55+, within twenty km, and a fairly anonymous photo posted. Not many 'swipe rights' coming with that, I guess. Checking twice a day, swiping anything female! We all clutch at straws someti...