The day had been cold, spent wandering the misty Welsh countryside near Mr. and Mrs. X’s holiday cottage. By the time we returned, the chill lingered in our bones, but Mr. X had a roaring fire blazing in the small living room. The heat poured through the space, the orange glow of the flames flickering on the stone walls, casting long, dancing shadows. The crackling of the logs was a steady, soothing sound, blending with t...

The room hums with raw energy, the dim light playing over Mrs. X as she lounges in the wicker chair, bare from the waist down, legs slung over the arms, leaving her completely exposed. Her cunt is a glistening sight, pink and swollen with arousal, the delicate folds parted slightly by her position, revealing the wet sheen of her inner lips. Her juices coat her, slick and clear, catching the faint light as they drip slowly...

Dear M, We’ve never done anything like this before, so please forgive any awkwardness. I’m Eleanor, and my husband Richard and I have been married for 27 years. We’re in our late fifties, professionals in finance and law respectively, and we’ve recently found ourselves… curious. We’ve talked at length and decided we’d like to explore a threesome, specifically with another man. We’re unsure how to proceed, but we know what...

Its been awhile, life has intervened but here is the final part of the encounter with the lovely Linda and Ed. Hope you enjoy, leave me your thoughts... Linda’s breath was still heavy as she lay between us, her skin slick with sweat and the mix of our cum. She turned her head to me, her eyes glinting with a hungry spark. “I want you both,” she murmured, her voice low. “Please. Inside me. At the same time.” I felt a jolt o...

We had taken Linda close, but I didn't want to take any of us over the edge just yet. I wanted even more. I wanted her to feel the desire, heat and tension build, and get even wetter wanting more. So I came up for air... Linda took the initiative, grasping a cock in each hand she slowly ran her fingers up to the tips, her thumbs on the heads. I gasped, thinking don’t push us too far else it’ll all be over too soon. She sl...

I was to meet up with Linda and Ed in the car park of the pub we’d met at before. It was late afternoon, and the car park was only half full, too early yet for the evening rush. The weather was hot and sultry, a thunderstorm threatened. It seemed suitably appropriate. They didn’t want to meet at home, in-fact they were someway from their usual area, not super far, but just enough that was no chance of us bumping into anyo...

We met at a local pub. Their suggestion. We actually met in the car park and walked into the pub together. They were everything I’d hoped for. Ed was late 40’s slim build, smart casually dressed. Some kind of professional, well educated. Linda was similar age, slim, long dark hair, casual blouse and jeans, softly spoken with eyes to die for. I could tell they were incredible nervous, maybe more than me but they’d made it...

It was a cold February outside, the rain was lashing the patio windows of Mr and Mrs X’s home office. It was snug inside sat on the comfy office sofa. I had come over that afternoon to bring some work documents, although obviously that wasn't the real reason I was here and we all knew it. Mrs x had evidently been out and had come back and changed from wet clothes. She was wearing long woolen stockings, and an oversized t-...

We had been working through some of Mr and Mrs X scenarios over a few weeks. Which is why I was sat in my car at my local park one Wednesday, mid-morning, waiting for them to arrive. It was a cold November morning, but bright and sunny with a cloudless blue sky. Mrs x had, over a few messages, described what she wanted. We were comfortable enough with each other now to outline our fantasies in some detail and this was all...

After our last meet Mr and Mrs x had told me they wanted to fulfil a couple more things on their wish list... It was a random workday, mid-week. I was alone in my office at home. I received a text message from them. “Time for some dares? Tell us what you want? Talk to us?” I was immediately hard; we’d spoken about this. Imagination is half the fun. Heart pounding, I rang Mrs x’s mobile. “You’ll never guess where we are,”...

I was at Mr and Mrs X’s again, this time at their house in south Manchester. We were easy in each other’s company now having had several encounters over the weeks as I have already related in my previous stories. It took less and less time for us to end up in their bedroom. They’d already told me a lot of their fantasies and we were slowly working our way through the scenarios with Mrs X the focus of our attention. This a...

Mr and Mrs x had a second holiday home in North Wales. (A touchy topic with locals these days but they used it most weekends over the summer). By this time if you’ve seen my other descriptions of our meets, you’ll know we were getting comfortable with each other. One Friday I had a business meeting in a certain town in North Wales which has a big castle plonked near its centre, sure you can work out which one. I was stayi...

I’d had a couple of encounters with Mr and Mrs x by this point and one summer afternoon they asked me over to a BBQ at their house. They had told me they wanted me to stay over. After the last of the other guests had gone, we cleared up outside then retired to their conservatory. We sat on the extensive sofa and I sensed the fun and games were to begin. Mrs x slowly pulled off Mr x’s tee shirt and shorts. She quickly undr...

Mr x settled into a seat on one of the chairs in their master bedroom. I took my finger and lightly rubbed it down Mrs x’s arm, near her breast. She said softly "are you nervous?", "a little" I replied. I began to kiss her, then. Softly at first, getting a feel for her lips, the taste of her tongue softly exploring mine. Mrs x had on a grey skirt, with a sexy brown sweater, a button down and a necklace dangling, tantalizi...

You've arrived, I'll call you Mr and Mrs X here. The room is warm, comfortable, the blinds are down. Mrs X has dressed for a business meeting, white blouse, dark skirt, black stockings. I can see a hint of your bra through your blouse. I leave you guys alone for a minute, perhaps I go to fetch us some water or coffee. When I return, I close the door, you guys are stood in front of the table, kissing passionately. You hold...