I originally published this as a topic in a well-known UK swingers forum. This is an extended version. For the American audience (if anyone actually reads at all that is), pants are knickers in British. After a long day at work, I manage to get to the train and find an empty 4 seater. I take the window seat as the dcrowd fills in. The seat opposite mi...
Once Again--To Megs With Love Randi was sitting at the meeting when she felt the urgent need in her back passage for relief—she knew that something fairly large was pushing down there and she needed to leave the meeting to attend to it in the bathroom. She hated to leave these meetings, mostly attended by men, because she thought so self-consciously that th...
Kent held his book in one hand and scraped dirt off the side of his sneaker with a stick he held in the other. Deciding to read his assigned chapter on a bench in front of the English building on the nicest day of the year was a big mistake, Kent thought. Waaaaaaaaaaay too easy to get distracted out here. A deep purr caught Kent’s ear and grew louder as an...
They met on the bus and started chatting. Thomas was nineteen. Wendy was old enough to be his mother. That's what was so good about it. Over the days, weeks, their conversation turned to flirting. They met for coffee. They went to the cinema together. Then she visited him in his small, student's one bed apartment. That's when it happened. 'Sorry I'm late,...
My husband Mark had organised a present for us - an evening in the best suite of "The Vibe" Hotel at Milsons Point in Sydney. Our luscious suite had a wonderful view over Lavender Bay, the late afternoon sun bejewelling Sydney Harbour. Mark had also organised dinner, a sumptuous meal and the best wine in the hotel's restaurant. He also chose my outfit for di...
Ever since my dad was lost in a war several years ago, my Mom has often found herself taking me across her lap and lowering my panties for a spanking. Since I'm 18, this has become more and more embarrassing for me since if Mom so that she decides to spank, that spanking follows immediately, even if others are around. I have been the one spanked even when I...
"What can I get you tonight?" "Mojito" I walk down the bar and bend over to pull the bottle of rum of the shelf with my back angled toward the customer at the bar. I always wear my short, plaid skirt low on my hips. I'm sure the tattoo on my lower back is in obvious display if she is looking. And I know she is - they almost always are. I mix her drink and...
I slept on the floor of Mistress' bedroom and I could hear the sounds of Mistress Varian and Elizabeth making love throughout the night. They would collapse in exhaustion, then wake up a little later and begin again. Sometimes they summoned me to lick the sweat off their bodies, under their arms, between their toes, in their ass. Sometimes I was asked to cle...
"You want me to what?" Jean-Luc intensly interrogated. "...Fuck me...," Bobbie Jo whispered distantly. "Uhh..Huhhh," Jean-Luc sighed. "How...do you want me to fuck you?" "...hard....," Bobbie Jo tried to reply before Jean-Luc cruelly slammed his crotch forward, shoving the steely weight of his erection all the way into Bobbie Jo's syrupy depths before she...
This is the story of an event that happened along time ago -- 1994 if my memory serves me right. It was when I was about 21, at University, and exploring my sexuality. This event was a quantum leap in that exploration, like Columbus discovering the new world. I had a regular boyfriend at the time, his name was Chris. We had been dating for about eight mont...