I arrive at the café late, but this is planned. Ten minutes, almost exactly – I've been waiting, browsing in a bookshop down the road, calculating how long it would take to get you anxious, tense, in suspense. Yes, ten minutes ought to do nicely. It's a gorgeous bright, hot sunny day, the heat beating down onto the pavement from the clear blue sky. I'm wear...
Simon staggered in for work the day after the slave auction, his body stiff and sore. Mr Berne and the others in the post room were shocked to see the sissy's bruised and lacerated buttocks. Barry's stiff cock betrayed his feelings; whipping and torture excited him. His sadistic nature relished the thought of thrashing Sissy senseless. Sissy was his fuck t...
This is another true erotic story of Ava and myself, looking for other guys to fuck her. I like to share her with other guys, and she loves being the centre of attention for two cocks. Please read "Ava Enjoys another Man's Cock" This was truly an unbelievable night that Ava and I relive regularly enhancing our sex lives. * Ava is a young attractive looking...
This is a follow on story based on the characters from "A Good Girl?" and is set six months later, but can be read separately. It is intended to be fun and "tongue-in-cheek". Hope you enjoy! ***** * Jennie * The pub was starting to fill up with Friday-night revellers. We'd made the most of arriving early to secure a small table in the corner. From here...
As they pulled up outside her house Sarah saw the curtains across the road move. "Mrs Smith knows I am home," she said, "Don't look, just get out and casually walk with me up to the door, no display of affection, we have just been to a business function. I knew she would be looking to see what time I came home." David got out of the car and came round to ope...
This story is fiction. It concerns two older people who wind up as seatmates on a tour bus, and get into a "hold it" situation. There is no hard sex, and the activity is all consenual. Watersports, including "hold-it," and a bit of exhibitionism. M/F, ws, exhib The characters are older people, reflecting that watersports activities can be enjoyed by those w...
The closest clothing recycling bank was a few blocks away. Alex had been sitting for a few minutes in the living room working out the fastest and most secluded root on Google maps. She was still too mentally involved in completing this last dare and get some well deserved time off Turnons, so she didn't have the time to drink in the subtle feeling creeping...
My mobile phone rang just as I was closing the car door. I fumbled in my bag on the passenger seat to find it, rummaging through all the crap I'd managed to accumulate over the years. I pressed 'Receive' and placed it against my ear. Through the layers of static I could just about make out a male voice, '..get back out of the car, and wait for my next instru...
She was a friend, a good friend and wife of a mate. She had wanted to go out for the night and do ‘something wild’ for absolutely ages and had driven us all mad with her constant whinging about it. Mick her husband wasn’t interested and as my wife was working the 4 to 12 shift, I agreed to take her to a couple of night spots where she’d see some ‘wild’ thing...
Part 1 Elaine was leading a double life. Just turned twenty and she had already found a job she loved in the only private investment bank in her home town. She was the youngest in an almost all-female staff, the only man being the manager. She loved her work, her clients and, most of all, her colleagues. They were all in their late thirties or early forties...