I walked along the side of the university pool, ready for an evening of training for the next water polo match. John, the men’s team captain then shouted across to me, “Erik, did you not see the noticeboard? Our session is off tonight. We are letting the women’s team use tonight's session to prepare for their grudge match with Coventry Uni tomorrow night.” “Oh, by the way, Anita would like to talk to you, she has a favour...

As the next activity was my choice, I told the girls that we tie Greg down and they could give him the full treatment and see how much more he can shoot to give Toni what she loves. The girls, however still wanted to be in charge. “Greg, you are not smooth enough. When was the last time you shaved?” asked Anna. From my earlier shave, I knew they meant that Anna and Toni wanted Greg’s cock and balls to be smooth and hairle...

Harriet bent down to suck my throbbing cock, guiding Mel to start massaging my prostate. Mel had a flushed look, and Harriet guided me to start sucking Mel's smooth, firm breasts. I’ve always been a breast man, and sucking at Mel’s full and firm breasts had me hard and ready in no time at all. After a few more minutes, Harriet and Mel both stopped. Harriet explained they both had a dominating outlook, and it was now time...

It was the Friday evening train home. The train was packed full as usual, so I had to stand. It had been a busy week, but it was home to an empty flat. My flatmates were off to attend a stag weekend in Dublin. I, however, was tired of attending such events. They become repetitive after the fourth or fifth time, and given that now I was into my thirties, I decided to abstain this time. I looked across towards two seats whe...

I was still blindfolded and in a bound, subordinate position. I was just recovering from a terrific orgasm caused by a combination of Mel’s mouth around my cock, and Harriet’s fingers massaging my arse and prostate. Harriet had stated that she wanted me to give Mel the vigorous fucking she needed. However, Harriet said she would be controlling how I would do that. I was curious what Harriet had in mind. I was also becomin...

It was looking to be yet another boring week. The train journey to Leeds, then a week on-site with the client, followed by evenings of solitary time spent in the hotel. Thankfully, helped by Harriet and Mel, it didn’t work out that way. It was a fairly dull Monday of traveling, followed by getting to know the client and the people I would be working with during the week. In the evening, I was queuing up to check in at the...

The heat was intense. The gym in the hotel was down in the basement, and the air conditioning had failed. This was the warmest summer for a number of years, and everyone was wet with the sweat of their exertions. Tee shirts, vests and shorts were all sticking to damp skin. As usual, I was in the free weights area, forty-five minutes in, and the sight of the fit women on the various cardio machines was becoming increasingl...