Am I Bi A guy recently wanted to know how far did I go with the bi thing. It made me think, because I don’t really think of myself as bi. I’ve never been homophobic. I think if you’re open to sharing your wife with another man, it’s only to be expected that you’re going to be in close contact with another a hard cock. But I can see that my openness to touching, and even sucking a cock, gives the impression that I’m bi. I’...

So after the ‘stranger called’, she was keen to play that game again. But when we the three of us came home from the corporate event, where she’d told him that I’d let a Jehovah’s Witnesses in to fuck her, she had told us both that she knew it was my pal, that played the part of the stranger. She said she knew it was him, and not a stranger at all. As he slid his cock in her very spunky cunt, she told him it was his cock,...

That’s a bit short, I said, as my wife modelled her new outfit. She looked fabulous. Today, she looks like a lovely 70 year old granny, but 35 years ago she looked fucking hot (she’s still fabulous, but not like that) We were going out to a corporate dinner. She had high, ‘fuck me’, heels on. A black mini dress, that showed a lot of cleavage. She never wore a bra in those days, she didn’t need one. 36Ds nice and firm. Not...

3 cocks for C, or was it 4 Read my previous tale 3 Cocks for C My recent telling of an experience we had many years ago, had taken place over several hours, and by the time C had drained us all of cum, she was, quite literally fucked. When Paul and Nat went, she wanted me to “reclaim her” (She always wanted me to do this, assuring me that she loved me, and that it was just sex, nothing to do with love.) I had to be very g...

3 Cocks for C She was naked tied to the bed. I’d been tormenting her for a while, telling her I’d got a plan to really give her a that really special fucking she’d always wanted. She was freshly waxed, just a little strip of blonde pubes. Her legs were smooth as silk. She was surprised that I didn’t want her to wear sexy underwear, it was always how we started, but no, I wanted her naked, blindfolded, restraining her was...

Memories “Suck his cock” “What ?” “You said you would” Tom was laying next to her, on the bed, his rock hard cock dripping pre-cum. We’d met him in the pub, and C, my wife, wanted to bring him back home with us. We’d been chatting online and finally met up. We’d been fucking like rabbits in anticipation of the meet. Now, an hour after meeting him, we were all naked together. She liked his pictures, especially the cock one...

Jennifer..the last tale So after our last encounter, Jennifer would find any opportunity to play with my cock, and give me a wank, or a blow job. She used to get a bit carried away sucking me, it was too much, and hurt, so more often than not, it was a wank. She’d be outrageous, I’d be out the back of the shops, cleaning my car or tinkering with it, and she come up behind me, and goose my arse. She’d beg to touch my cock,...

Jennifer The next time I saw Jennifer, (see my story Jennifer was a naughty girl), there was no embarrassment. …. It was Monday morning, after the Saturday. She asked if I’d had a good evening Saturday, I laughed and said, “yes, it was fabulous, thanks to you, I didn’t know wether I was coming or going “ She laughed, “not that, naughty boy, did you pull” …. “No” I grinned, “you did…and look what happened “ “Stop it” she l...

Jennifer was a naughty girl Jennifer was a neighbours daughter. I was reminded of her, by a story I read on here about a guy being given a bath, by his landlady. We lived over the shop, and two doors along the parade, was Jennifer’s family business. It was an off-licence. She worked for her family, and I worked for mine. We had a communal rear access for deliveries. I kept my car, out there, and weekends, and evenings I’d...

A quickie We were between friends. We both missed having an extra cock for my wife to fuck. It was always such a turn on. But for reasons beyond our control we’d only been having vanilla sex. But then there was a message…… ……..I love your profile, would you be interested in meeting…. I showed C his picture. “Mmm he looks nice” “He wants to meet”, I said “are you up for it” As we were laying naked in bed I couldn’t hide my...

I reach out and feel the fullness of her thigh. Her skin is soft and warm. Slowly I stroke her. She’s ready for my touch, she sighs and squishes down in the bed, raising her arms above her head. My hand enjoys the feel of her body as it teasingly works its way from her thigh,to her breasts. I love her breasts. They’re firm, like a teenagers, not too big, perfect infact. Despite the fact that she says her breasts are the l...

It was one of those parties that everyone in the Caribbean goes to, at least once. The locals go there every weekend. Cheap,but good street food, a selection of bands, market stalls, and very cheap cocktails. We got there about 5pm. Being the Caribbean, the climate in the evening was pretty sultry. Sweaty in fact, but in a sexy way. We’d been drinking rum punches and were nicely oiled. We’d found a band playing a funky re...

We met him in the pub. He was exactly like his picture (that wasn’t always the case) He was charming, and my wife was enjoying his flirting, and responding to it, too. After a couple of drinks, he excused himself, to use the toilet. “Well” I asked, “what do you think” “Well he’s rather nice, isn’t he. Smells nice too. Are you ok with it” “It’s not about me, is it, what do you want to do, shall I make another date” “Oh, I...

It was this time of year, Christmas, 40 years ago. We had been invited to a corporate do. Back then, my best pal, and work associate, was the first guy who had joined us in our bed. We were having regular get togethers, and to be honest, the sex was going from fantastic to fucking fabulous. We all worked in the same place, after work we were getting changed to go out. C came into our office, ready to go. “Wow, you look ho...

We’d enjoyed nudist beaches on several islands, but never had a proper sexual encounter on one. A favourite of mine was in the Caribbean. We were staying in a resort that was next to the nudist beach. It was just a beach, no facilities, I liked it for that, a bit like a desert island. As there was no shade, my wife wouldn’t sunbathe on it, but did accompany me a couple of times, for an early morning walk. We’d go through...