I'm sprawled across our bed, ass up, browsing Tinder. Matt, 35. Fuck, I want to cum on that face. Chris, 38. Let me lick those abs. But then... Ben, 21. Yum. I show hubby. He's kneading my ass with his crotch, imploring his sodden soldier for one last hurrah.'What do you think, baby? I bet boy toys can fuck all night.'He moans, swells inside me. And then — finally! — deep, hard thrusts.There we go.He pounds me into the be...
Strong morning sunlight and a cool breeze wafted into our room. The birds were singing. Your mouth descended onto my cock and I stiffened instantly. Your warm sensuous tongue worked its magic. I was in heaven. Facing the window with your back to me you lowered yourself onto me. I slid in easily. You began to rise and fall, taking my full length. I felt your fingers as you reached for your clit and began to double your p...
Katie had gone away by herself. She was fed up with her boyfriend who had gone off on a stag weekend with his mates, where anything could happen and probably would. It also coincided with her only opportunity to take a week's holiday before the summer was over and he had prioritized his life over hers. So now she was going to make herself her own private priority. Katie finally arrived at her destination after an uncomfor...
Well, fuck…that was damn nice, I remember saying to myself! I love beginning my Saturday’s with a good masturbatory session, I have needs and that morning my need registered a huge ten on the pussy Richter scale. I had just the right toy at hand to deliver that much-appreciated earthquake and subsequent aftershocks! Now, my question was, do I pack ‘Mister Happy’ in my suitcase? Will there even be room? OK, I was joking; h...
My gorgeous and sexy wife Claire had kept superbly fit over the past year. Her big tits, slim tummy, and round arse were all looking firm. We were getting ready to go on our summer vacation to Turkey and were so excited after a cold UK winter. The previous year on our holiday, we had gone to Tunisia and Claire had had sex with two guys. It was incredibly horny hearing her confessions though nothing had happened since. Jus...
I woke after 8:30, which was unprecedented for me. Carol was naked by my side and softly stirring. The sun was up and strong light was filtering through the blinds in our hotel room. This was the first morning of our holiday on the Canary Island of Fuerteventura. Yesterday had been a long day with an early start to catch our flight. It hadn’t dulled our lust for each other and we had managed three sessions of passionate...
I had been seeing Carol for about six weeks, we had met in my local pub in Wimbledon and hit it off from the start. We slept together on the first night and subsequently spent the whole weekend together. A bond of trust and lust had been formed and we were now a couple. Very early on we had decided to book a holiday together. The time had come to take it. We had arranged for a cab to pick us up from our flats and then tak...
After Edward left, I continued to work swing shift, was accepted at work as one of the "girls", enjoyed their company but remained aloof. In truth, I was not like them even though I tried to be. The twelve years of my parochial school had left their indelible mark. I yearned for the part of me lost when Edward left. Each day I dressed, put on makeup, combed my hair, dabbed on perfume, I did so for his absent approval. He...
Tony banged on the bathroom door as I emptied my stomach for the third time. "Are you okay?" he asked. "Go away!" I yelled as I kneeled over the toilet. "I don't want to talk to you!" "We can talk about this," Tony said as he banged on the door again and tried to turn the handle. "You know I can break the door down." Tony was my husband, and he had been a firefighter in his prime. Now he was a decorated and respected inve...
“Mmm, you smell gorgeous.” Beth felt a shiver run down her spine as her husband cooed in her ear. The smooth, rich timbre of his voice always made her warm and fuzzy, but all the more so when it happened to be charming her with a compliment. She felt his hands rest on her hips as he pressed his body up behind her. Despite ten years of marriage John still made her feel girlish and giggly with his seductive attentions. “Hey...
I had been dating Claire for about three or four months, she was a stunning twenty-year-old slim brunette with really massive breasts, 38EE. I guess if I am honest, that's what really attracted me to her. She moved in, and we decided to get engaged, had lots of fun sexually, but I got a bit of a shock one day. I was in the living room and found a tin that had some pictures of Claire in it. They were all of her in various...
Good gods, it had been a long night. He chuckled to himself, knowing that he said that every time, but it seemed a little truer this time. In fact, the whole project had taken a lot more out of him than usual. Was he getting too old? Was there too much on his plate? Had he lost his joie de vivre? He certainly hoped not, because a new project would start in a matter of days and he needed to be ready. As he gathered the wil...
It was the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Annually on this day, the teachers at Gray Elementary would get together and go drink and dance and joke around. Then a few of us would end up at the ridiculously huge house of the assistant principal, Mrs. Reid, to pick up our cars or freshen up or just pass out. This year, we were joined by one of the new teachers named Margie, wearing a thin, silky camisole under her coat and r...
Two years ago I was in a fairly serious relationship with a girl I had known since school. We had always had a bit of flirty chemistry, and one day I bucked up the courage to ask her out. We had been dating for a few months when New Year's Eve rolled around, and we had decided to head to the pub to celebrate the occasion together. Had I known when she was getting all dressed up what I know now, maybe I would've chosen to...
It was a cold blustery evening in remote Inverness, the cultural capital of the Scottish Highlands. It was my last night here before moving on and I’d just finished eating dinner at a local pub. I figured that as this would be my last night in Scotland, I wanted something to remember it by, and what better way than with a traditional Scottish kilt? I certainly didn’t have trouble finding a shop. Basically, every second sh...
