I was a virgin when I met Paul and we've been married for seven years. A change in his job meant we moved to Kent. I got a job in the accounts office at a local firm and became friendly with a co-worker Carole. Aged twenty-nine she was a couple of years older than me and we had a lot in common and became good friends. We may have been on the same wavelength...
My name is Chris. I am a happily married man. I have a gorgeous wife. Her name is Sherry, we have a great sex life and couldn't ask for more. Well, actually... I COULD ask for more. See, my wife was a virgin when we married and she is not very adventurous or interested in new things. She raves about my abilities in bed and says I completely fulfill her. I kn...
It was on a Monday morning that the invitation came, it was a gold envelope with calligraphy on the front. To Miss Sarah Wells. It was the invitation to the annual masked ball at her work, they held one every year and everyone had to hire costumes and masks, it would be the second she would attend and was very much looking forward to it All she hoped now wa...
I looked forward all week to Fridays. Sometimes, Mistress would use me on other days, calling me to her place to serve her, or just having me do things to amuse her on the phone. On Fridays, though, I was almost certain to spend the evening, and sometimes the night, at her place. All day, every Friday, I found myself getting erections at odd moments, when th...
Ch 2 (of 7) – Danny receives his letter of notification. Danny Dawson, an eighteen-year-old school leaver with no job or training to go to upon his leaving education, arrived at his house having walked home from school for the final time. Danny was very happy. School was out – for good. Now, Danny intended to follow the example of his free-riding, lazy...
After my assessment session with Corrine and the incredible sexual release we had given each other, I was obviously looking forward to our next appointment together. There were a lot of questions I had running around in my head. Most importantly, why did our encounter happen? Was there something going on in her home life that would prompt her to come on to m...
Ultimately, it was the stab of light that tore at the veil of darkness Marguerite had chosen to draw over her consciousness. The veil that blocked out the pain. The pain of memories, the pain that wrecked her body, the pain that was barely concealed in Henry's eyes every time she regained consciousness and gazed at his face. She did not wish to confront the...
That Saturday morning, Dot and I did not rise very early. We both wanted to be well rested by the time our young visitor would arrive. We decided not to make any specific plans for Lisa's arrival, agreeing that it would be best to let matters take their course. The morning was spent in dressing gowns, with the papers and plenty of good coffee. After a light...
This story is my first ever attempt at writing something of an erotic nature. I was encouraged to post it by a friend of mine so I hope you enjoy it! It's been written for someone I have been friends with for years and reflects how I hope our first real life meeting would go, should it ever come to pass. No names are included, so feel free to pretend this is...
I wanted cock. I needed cock. Over the past few weeks, I had been in the presence of no fewer than two dozen penises and was unable to touch them, to wrap my lips around them, to swallow them. While I was being facialized, I had been within a couple of inches of those massive rods, and had longed to reach up and wrap my lips around their engorged heads and...