Lovely Rita .. gets a delivery (Read Lovely Rita gets free meat) I didn’t see Rita for a few days, but I did re-live the experience that she had given me. In fact, several times, as I wanked myself off at the thought of her lovely body and very naughty behaviour. She popped in one lunch time. “I can’t stop, darlin’ she said, “I’ve only popped into say hello, and give you a kiss, I’ve got a lot to do” Seeing the look of di...

I was 18, nearly 60 years ago. Rita was about 40, a customer in my uncle’s butcher shop. She knew I fancied her. She was quite a big woman, but very sexy, always lots of cleavage. She came into the shop lunchtime. Always when I was alone, serving. She would flirt outrageously with me. She loved to make me blush. She’d ask me about my girlfriend. I didn’t have one, but she’d ignore that, telling me that she knew I was a di...

I knew she was in, her car was parked outside. I went in. I could hear voices, and noises of a sexual nature. Trousers were discarded in the hallway. Shoes, pants, a shirt. I could hear the bed, under strain. I went and poured a drink. I could hear her moaning, urging to be fucked. Upstairs it was all happening, she started without me. She was bent over the bed, naked. He was behind her, gripping her hips as he thrust fra...

The birthday party. It was my wife’s birthday. Not a significant one, in fact I think it was her 39th. Thirty five years ago, I’m amazed I can remember it. We decided to go to our local pub. Even though she was nearly 40, she looked good on it. Size 14, 5ft 2, nicely curvy. We were keeping fit gym etc. she looked good. Tanned, waxed legs and fanny, just a natural blonde strip. The dress she wore was skin tight, no underwe...

She was too fucked, to fuck. I’d unexpectedly had to go to town. My wife was a pit pissed off. We’d arranged for Paul to come round for the afternoon. Paul was a regular guest. We’d enjoyed sessions with him on several occasions. He was orally bi, which my wife loved to watch, and encouraged us to do. I didn’t think I was going to be all afternoon, so I suggested that they started without me. It was a silly suggestion. I...

Afternoon delight My phone pinged, a message from my wife. ‘Can you finish early “ Yes, why Sy just messaged me, he’s got a free afternoon.. Sy was a regular ‘friend’ he had been visiting for a few months, and the meetings had just got better each time. She liked his cock, it was slightly longer and a significant bit thicker than mine, plus, at 35, he was a heavy cummer and could repeat. She really loved to feel his cock...

Sexy Seconds the next morning She was snuffing and snoring, deep in sleep. She’d been tossing and turning and was more or less uncovered. I woke with my usual morning erection and looked over to her. My cock grew harder as I took in the sight beside me. The flesh of her breasts had calmed down, but they were covered in bruises caused by the love bites. Her firm breasts looked incredibly horny, but much abused. As she slep...

Sexy seconds She’d gone out with her friend, clubbing. At 45 she was hanging on to the last years she’d be doing this. Diet and exercise had kept her in good shape, size 14 with a 36in bust that needed no support. We’d been players for a few years, trying most things, but settling on mmf. I loved watching her being fucked and joining in, and really enjoyed the so called sloppy seconds. However, she didn’t like watching me...

We were both naked. Hard and horny She was lying between us. Silk dressing gown open. Like curtains framing her soft curves Her breasts, firm, nipples erect and inflamed from the sucking we had given each one. Black stay up stockings. Her legs wide. He was kissing her, frigging her gently. I watched, mesmerised, as he rubbed her clit. She was rubbing his cock. Thicker than mine, nob end purple with lust. Her hand only jus...

The next morning, being Saturday, we didn’t have to get up for work. My wife told me all about her slutty behaviour the night before, which of course, resulted in some very hot, sticky, spunky, sex. She then wanted to know if I’d found a suitably horny man with a nice big, thick cock, to donate some hot cum into her very tingly fanny. Showing her some possibilities, looking at pics of cocks n guys, she soon had me between...

Grab a granny pt 2 So we got back in the Range Rover. I always liked watching her get in, short skirt, high step, no nickers. I could see her fanny still open from my fucking, a little bit of cum showing. “you’ll have to wear pants when you go out, now” I laughed. “Why, I only really leak when you let me have two cocks, when it’s just you, I absorb it all” she touched my arm and smiled sweetly, as if she was discussing ma...

Grab a granny Our friends had divorced. Lou was at a loss what to do, so my wife, C suggested she go out and meet up with others. Try a singles night in town. Lou liked the idea, but had no one to go with. Of course my wife said she would go with her. It was back in the late 80s, things were seemingly less dangerous then. C would drive, if Lou met anyone, and wanted to go home with them, it wouldn’t be a problem for my wi...

It’s too cold outside That’s what she said to me. We’d been messaging Terry for a wee or so, and seen face and cock pictures ( in fact avery impressive dick pick) and C had decided she would meet with him. But the weather had changed, she was right, it was cold out. Wanting to present herself at her best, she intended wearing silken underwear and a little black dress, along with high, fuck me shoes, none of which was real...

We’ve been going to this little cove for years. Back then, there were no sun beds or umbrellas, and we didn’t need either. We never hid in the shade, and a towel on the sand was soft enough. It was secluded and quiet, so we’d always sunbathe naked. Thirty odd years ago we tried to only go to nudist beaches. Not the big popular ones in France, we preferred the Greek islands, and this was only ten minutes from our place. Sh...

In the beginning pt 3… Ibiza. We’d been living together for a couple of years. But that hadn’t slated our lust. We would fuck at every opportunity. The only time we made any attempt at acting more appropriately, was when my kids were staying with us, which was every other weekend. “Our weekend “ would be one long fuck-fest. Even though we’d fuck every night, and a fair few mornings,too, at the weekend we spent most of our...