Mrs X has been helping run a women only Sensual Self-Touch workshop. The room was a sanctuary of raw, feminine energy. Twenty women, draped in silk kimonos, their skin flushed with anticipation, moved through the glowing space. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine incense, mingling with the sweet tang of fruits and candies they popped into their mouths. Pink and warm yellow lights bathed the room, casting soft shad...

It was July 2024, I was in a well known seaside town in South Pembrokeshire (I am sure you can work out which one). In my mid fifties, I’m not exactly the type to blend into the holiday crowds, slim, graying a bit at the temples, more accustomed to offices than beaches. I’m here for a consulting gig, some tedious financial analysis for a local business looking to expand. It’s boring as hell, sifting through spreadsheets i...

Matt and Rachel had always been a couple who embraced life with curiosity and an open-minded spirit. Now in their fifties, they were both slim and fit, their professional lives keeping them sharp and engaged. Their marriage, built on trust and mutual exploration, had wandered into uncharted territory over the years, with occasional flirtations and playful fantasies shared in the quiet of their bedroom. But tonight was dif...

It was a damp, grey Saturday evening in town, the kind of night where the streetlights cast a hazy glow through the drizzle. Emily and James, a nerdy couple in their late twenties, sat in the corner of the Swan, a quaint pub with creaking wooden floors and the faint smell of stale beer and damp wool. Emily, a bespectacled software engineer with mousy brown hair tied in a messy bun, fiddled with the rim of her pint glass....

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...