This I wrote then, describing an encounter that I had some years ago! She was a stripper that I met in a club on the main drag. It was she that chose me, as she was of such quality but I probably wouldn't have dared to hope for. In those days, strippers, if they weren't actually dancing, were expected to be waitresses. For me, she drove the other waitresses away so the only she would bring me my beer. She would always inv...

Anne could never understand how it was that I had known that she was messing around with the mechanic at the gas station she bought her gas at! The truth is that she let me know. For some reason she began talking about him one day. Why would she do that. The fact is that she always let me know what he was doing. I could tell by the way she talked about him. If I asked her, she deny everything. But I would know! After a fu...

When I first met Annie, she was with a friend of mine and had been giving him a rather bad time. We live near each other, and he kept asking me if I'd seen this blonde woman with her a little boy. I kept saying no and if he was so interested in a meeting let's meet her. He'd say all no you're just her type! So I told him to lay off about it anyway, one day he comes to me and says you want to meet Annie. I said not particu...

Usually, when we got to a party we'd separate to hunt individually! She had this habit of picking some guy, even if he was with someone, Then she'd flirt with him gradually seducing him, even grabbing at his cock in his pants, touching her own tits, until the guy literally had steam coming out of his ears! Then she'd say,'...Oh, I think that it's about time for me to go and fuck my husband!'. And she'd leave him with his...

One evening, we were having one of the confessionals. I'd related to her a meeting I'd had the day before with an old girlfriend, where I went back to her place and we screwed each other silly! She said last week, Wednesday night, I come out of Uni feeling really ragged and dying for a drink. So I went down to Willys bar had a couple of Brandy's, then a couple of beers, when, into the bar came a guy that I'd known when I...

Bill Smithson Anne Speaking 'I'd met Bill while I was doing Edgar, and if you hadn't turned up I probably would have had a thing with him then. But then you did turn up, and frightened the shit out of poor Edgar! Bill hung around for a couple of years, being all 'in love' and hoping that you'd go away! When we got married, he got the message that you weren't going away, and went off and did that dreadful zen school thing....

Teatime at Shaw's, 2. It was towards the end of our visit to England, we decided to go to say goodbye to his old friend Shaw, who had an antique shop in the west of London. They crowded into his tiny office that, really, was only a cubicle, big enough for two to sit, but Shaw brought in another stool and they were all very close and physical. The talk, with much hilarity, was about their meeting at Shaw's the previous wee...

Anne had a friend, named Ann, someone that she'd been a swimmer with, in their teens. Ironically, they both had the same name although my Anne was spelt with an E with Ann's the friend was without an E She was very attractive and I really fancied her. Anne soon clicked on to the fact that I would love to have crawled all over her LOL. We'd been seeing her for a few years, on her visits to Montréal. Anne likes to tease me...

All names used in my posts are, of course, not the real ones!! After we decided to enjoy swinging, Anne invited over a couple of her friends, a married couple from work who were interested in trying it out for themselves. They were total newbies, so were somewhat shy when they arrived. I broke out the booze, and we sat quietly chatting for a couple of stiff drinks until everybody loosened up a little. Then I gave Anne the...

At another party, I wandered into a bedroom to find Anne, standing straddled, buck naked, with two guys, one kneeling in front of her, sucking her cunt, while the other one fucked her from behind, She, playing with her tits, gasping and grunting like a wild animal! She looked at me, smiled and winked. I think that that was when I really fell in love with her! another party, Anne and I had found a spare bedroom, and I was...

Another one of those visions, the keep springing to mind without context. This time it's of Anne being double penetrated by me and some guy who was Fucking her cunt, she on top of him facing him and me on top of her behind with my cock-up her arse. This is one of those other long slow fucks that kept her howling and gasping, coming again and again, although in this case, she was in orgasm all the time, just peaking now an...

The censored version! In the70s, in a bar in Montréal, I met a guy a Welshman, also named Peter. We had a few beers together, really enjoying each other's company. We had similar interests, and the conversation was quite intense. Eventually, of course, the talk got around to sex. I disclosed some of my history, at which he opened up about his. Every Saturday night, at his loft apartment in old Montréal, he held swingers p...

As I've said before, Anne would not come out and tell me, until later the confessorly teases, who she was doing. but she would always let me know, subtly. Such as one night, she was really late home from uni, 8-30 instead of 6-00. She calls me, drunkenly, to say that she's sorry that she's late, did I feed the kids? Etc. ' Well, you'll never guess who I ran into in the street! Morry Heft, our dentist! He asked me for a dr...

It wasn't at all unusual on coming home to find Anne 'entertaining' someone! I preferred to do my fucking away from home, but with Anne, it was the opposite! one could come home to anything from a small orgy or gangbang to a simple 'quicky'. One instance comes to mind. I'd come home early for some reason. Walked into the kitchen for a glass of water, to find Anne minus upper clothing, skirt over her back, knickers round h...

The wife and I were at home one summer weekend. The kids were with Granny, who lives in the country, for a few weeks. We were just pottering around, I was reading and she was typing something for her doctoral thesis! The doorbell goes, and I being the nearest went to answer it. Standing there was a rather tall elegantly dressed lady, or I should say, LADY, in her fifties, handsome rather than beautiful, slim with a nicely...