I’ve been seeing Sophia for three months. She’s a Spanish beauty I’d met at a club in London. Sophia had originally moved to the UK, with her family, when she was only a girl. Her parents and sisters moved back to Spain a few years ago but Sofia decided to make the UK her permanent home and I, for one, am glad she did.“I have to go to my cousin's wedding, in Spain, next month,” Sophia tells me.“Will you be my ‘plus one’,”...

“Hey.”Shivers ran through my body. It was his voice. The voice I had wanted to hear for a long, long time. It had been three years since we had last seen each other.We met while I was in my second year of university. I was going through a rough patch and just wanted some company. I guess you could say I was going through a bit of a ‘slut phase’ where I literally slept with every guy I went on a date with. In a way I was t...

To many I have a perfect life. A family, a loving wife, 2.4 children and even the bounding Labrador. So why would I want to go and risk it all?Her name was Catherine. She was born and grew up in rural France and, though she'd lived and worked in the UK for the last fifteen years, since moving over here with her French husband, her English was still spoken with a sexy and unmistakeable French accent. She was a petite blond...

It didn’t take long to get to the Garden Inn, maybe ten minutes, but Marci had me hard and throbbing most of the way. In fact, between her touch and my imagination about what Allison might be doing to Michael, my heart was pounding and I was almost quivering with arousal. I’d been stroking Marci’s bare thigh with my free hand, steering with the other, and she had scooted forward in her seat and eagerly parted her legs to...

After a small rest, Joan took a long hot shower. I watched her and wondered how I could have ever found someone so beautiful and in tune with my sexual and romantic desires. The four young men were sitting in the living room and looking a bit despondent. Joan walked in wrapped in a large towel. She smiled at everybody and put her hands on her hips and flashed us by opening and closing the towel. Joan then cocked her finge...

“Why? Does he have to ride with us?” I was almost screaming. “This was suppose to be a trip to the Painted Desert for just us!” Carrie replied, “Because he bought a car in Holbrook, and needs a ride out there!” “Then he can catch a bus, or a plane!” I stated loudly. “But he is gonna pay his way! And he would be good company for us!” Carrie argued. “But you use to fuck him like, What Everyday? No! He needs to get his own r...

Em’s arms were outstretched, above her head. Her long sexy legs were spread widely, the left one down with the knee bent and a man’s hot hand gripping the bend, just behind the knee, the right one raised and resting on the man’s shoulder.The man was naked. Em was too. She was wearing nothing but a bangle on her right wrist and her wedding ring on the third finger of her left hand.She was looking intently down the length o...

After a long day of classes all I wanted to do was get home. I ran down the steps to the crowded subway platform and waited for the next train to arrive. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a tall, dark and handsome man reading a financial magazine. He looked about 25 and looked incredible in his fitted suit. I turned away as the train pulled into the station. My hair was blowing in my face and when I looked back to see...

Em’s nipples were about to be hotly massaged. They were already erect and hard as little rocks. Her masseur’s warm, firm hands were just below the swell of her breasts. His fingers had already lightly brushed her nipples. She was wet with anticipation. She was naked and her legs were wide apart. She was in their room at the island resort she and Ambrose had chosen for a four-day break. To be precise, she was on a massage...

Em was lying on the bed in her weekend holiday hotel room wearing a little top-and-shorts beach party ensemble. Her mouth was partly open as if to invite cock and her eyes half closed with lust. Her long legs were profoundly apart and her pants were pulled aside. She wasn’t wearing panties and her hotly manicured landing strip was erotically in full view. A lovely long tongue, owned by a lovely young man, was hotly lickin...

After a couple trips to the coast and our well documented hot tub adventures, Amber and I wanted to expand our horizons and try something a little different. What better place to explore new sexual adventures than Las Vegas? We made our reservations at the Bellagio, bought our plane tickets and headed for Vegas. Amber packed some of her most sexy and skimpy outfits, as well as some of her sexiest lingerie, and a few of he...

They were in Hawaii, on a trip that was part business, part holiday. Em was feeling neglected. She didn’t like that, it wasn’t really her. It was inevitable, however, because the business part of it involved Ambrose and he was only around for a bit of the playtime Em had imagined they would have. That would end soon. Ambrose had only a few more days of talking to people (that’s what he did) before he could relax properly...

Em had always found it difficult to resist a straight-out proposition from someone she was enjoying lunch or dinner with one-on-one and with whom she had established some empathy. Sometimes she wondered briefly whether this was entirely proper. Mostly she put this unworthy thought out of her head immediately. Even if she didn’t, even if the thought lingered which it sometimes did and which was always very sexy, she usuall...