I lower myself onto Jim’s erection, the tight wet sheath of my vagina enveloping him. Once his thick cock is all inside me, I begin to ride him, my little tits jiggling with each bounce. I look over to where Jim’s new wife, Lucy, crouches on the bed, while my husband fucks her doggy-style, his big dick thrusting in and out of her soaking wet cunt. As I watch, he pulls out and shoots his load over her, loops of cream splat...

Turning Terry It was on my first Friday evening behind the bar of the “Elephant and Castle” that I saw Terry for the first time. He was with a group of half-a-dozen men who I quickly labelled “aggressively gay”, as demonstrated by both their clothing and behaviour. I had nothing against gay men, obviously, but this group’s loud obnoxious behaviour would have been unpleasant whatever their sexuality. In fact, I decided it...

Amy was in her bedroom, masturbating with her favourite vibrator, when she heard her mum calling her from downstairs. Quickly she removed the buzzing device from her vagina, wiped it clean on her duvet, and slipped it under her pillow for later. “Coming, Mummy!” she shouted as she smoothed down her skirt and adjusted her rumpled t-shirt. Her face was a bit flushed, and her nipples were still conspicuously erect, but there...

“Fuck it, Annie, I love your sexy tits in that top,” whispered Joe as we hung around waiting for the Parkrun to begin. I knew this very well, which was one of the reasons I liked to wear it. It was a short, tight-fitting bra-top designed for running, which moulded snugly over the twin mounds of my firm little boobs, while being stretchy enough not to squash my perky nipples. It also exposed my bare well-toned midriff (of...

The wood-nymph gazes from the trees. She’s seen this human before, watched him lie naked, pumping his penis until his semen erupts onto the leaves. Today she’s done with watching. As he starts to stroke, she steps from the bushes, walks naked towards him. Finger on lips, she signals silence. Straddling him, she feeds his erection into her vagina. Steadily she rises and falls. His fingers fondle her tiny breasts. He ejacul...

The sun is already hot and high in the sky as I step off the train at Brighton railway station, along with several hundred other Londoners, all keen to get out of the big dirty city and breathe in some fresh sea air. I’ve already attracted some attention on the train, as I’m wearing a short denim skirt and a tight, thin, white sleeveless t-shirt with no bra, so my boobs and nipples are clearly visible. I love it when peop...

…02:00… Peeping cautiously around the corner into the corridor, Vanessa saw the security guard pause outside Room 101. He peered through the barred window in the door and checked the video screen in the wall before walking on. She looked at her watch. Just after 2am. An hour before he’d be back to check again. 60 minutes to do it. No time to waste. As soon as the guard had turned the corner, she was sprinting bare-footed...

Crouched naked on my bed and with my ear pressed to the wall, I could hear Di having sex again. “Oh fuck, that’s so good, lick me there, on my clit, like that, yes.” “Jesus, babe, you’re so wet. And you taste amazing.” “Yeah, they all say that. Shut up and keep licking. I need to come.” There was silence for a few moments, apart from the creak of the cheap student bed and Di’s moans of pleasure. I pictured the anonymous g...

In the sixth form, I developed a bit of a schoolgirl crush on Emma Richmond, who was in the year above me. I didn’t exactly desire her sexually (I was quite busy enough giving hand and blow jobs to the boys in my class) but she was everything I was trying to be: tall and slim and popular, clever in class but a bit of a wild girl out of it. Everyone knew she used to go to the old storeroom to fuck her boyfriend, but someho...

My boyfriend Will couldn’t believe it when I first told him. “Seriously, Annie? Those woods near your flat are a popular cruising hangout? How the hell did you find that out?” “It’s not the whole of them, just a corner by the carpark. I started jogging round there for exercise during the first lockdown, and I kept seeing single men just hanging around. I can’t believe it took so long for the penny to drop, especially sinc...

It was getting late, and there were only four of us left on the Friday night Zoom call. Carrie and Jim were together on one laptop, while my boyfriend Will and I were dialling in separately from our individual flats. All our other friends had said their goodbyes and left for one reason or another, and just the hardcore chatters were left. We’d all changed into our pyjamas, and the chat had got a bit ribald, as it often di...

It is Saturday afternoon, and I walk down Oxford Street, which is thronged as usual with busy shoppers. It is a warm day, and the sun feels good on my skin. I am wearing a cute red eighties rah-rah skirt that I found last week in a vintage boutique in Covent Garden, and comfy slingback sandals. My hair is tried up with a red ribbon, matching the skirt. The skirt shows off my long legs and smooth thighs, although it is jus...

We are oneWhen we hold hands.Fingers interweavedGripping tightA shared connectionA bond of trustNever letting go. We are oneWhen we cuddle.Your arms around meMy cheek against yoursYour stubble ticklingHearts beating as oneKeeping perfect time. We are oneWhen we kiss.Mouths pressed togetherTongues entwinedSlipping and slidingLips tinglingSaliva mixingLost in the moment.                                                      ...

I watched as Rob stroked his throbbing eight-inch dick, the shiny bulbous purple head slick with pre-cum. He let out a groan. “Fuck, ah’m cummin’.” I held out the freshly-baked scone, still warm from the oven, and Rob offloaded at least six healthy dollops of spunk onto it. As the semen soaked into the golden-brown dough, I spooned a big dollop of strawberry jam on top and took a bite. My nose and tastebuds relished the p...

I was in my room trying to finish an essay when my mobile rang. I sighed when I saw it was Andy. I’d told him I had a deadline to meet, and he’d promised not to disturb me. “I hope this is important.” “It is, really important. You remember what you said this morning?” “Erm, yes, but…” “Well, I’ve got it sorted. But it has to be this afternoon.” “Seriously? Right now, you mean?” “Yeah. It’s the last chance you’ll get befor...