A few liked my first account of bi-sex which took place in my very early twenties. After that encounter I stayed heterosexual; not really through choice but lack of opportunity. Stupidly I got married when I was 22 after a girl I was seeing got pregnant. She was a "nice" girl but not really into sex. Why we got married when it was clearly a mis-match lord only knows. Anyway we did and surprisingly it lasted 16 years. I know it was 16 years - the scars from the divorce are etched into my memory bank. Moral of the story - never divorce anyone who works for a solicitor's firm.

Anyway, I digress. The catalyst for the divorce was the chance encounter which I am about to replay and is completely true. It will probably have to be split into parts as there's quite a lot to impart.

The year then was 1995 and I was working in Mallorca, Palma Nova to be precise, installing new client reservation systems in quite a few hotels on the island but starting down south hence Palma Nova. I was staying in the hotel Santa Lucia (where I also did some work) and which is still I think thriving today. Work was often hectic but the downtime was fun and I found a bar called Cheeks in Palm Nova which I'm sure also still exists.

One evening in Cheeks bar I noticed a rather attractive lady about the same age as myself sitting alone outside the bar drinking a glass of wine. She was well dressed in a knee-length navy blue dress and had long platinum blonde hair tied in a plait. At that moment in time I had no inkling that she was German. I soon found out though as she got up and went to the toilet leaving a clutch bag on a chair. Whether that was forgetfulness, carelessness or intentional I knew not at the time, but two young guys passing by, noticed it, stopped and were probably/possibly thinking of snatching it. My hero button was pressed and off I went to retrieve it and wait for the lady to appear.

She was a little shocked to see me standing by the table with her bag but I launched into this explanation only to find that after a few seconds my diatribe was just too fast for her to understand. She explained her origins and we sat down and had a lovely evening talking (slowly) about the island and a little of each other's background. Her english was pretty good - my German non-existent.

She was in a marriage mainly of convenience I think, with a guy quite a bit older than her and quite controlling. Her escapism to Mallorca was a rarity and one she was obviously enjoying, at least in terms of the amount of wine she was managing to consume. Anyway, one thing led to another and I offered to walk her back to her apartment. Unbeknownst to me we set off in the wrong direction but ended up at the far end of the road heading to Magaluf. At that point she turned around and suggested we walk along the beach for a while.

She took off her shoes to walk on the sand, I didn't and after only a minute or so they were starting to fill up with sand. at this point I bent down to untie one of them and stumbled going face down into the sand. Her laughter wasn't shared by me at the time but she offered her hand to pull me up and as I then stood next to her we kissed almost savagely and I remember her saying "you kissed me like I would kiss myself," which I took as a compliment. We strolled back to her apartment hand in hand and when we arrived she explained that her daughter was due back at some point.

I asked if she had any free time the following afternoon and when she replied in the affirmative I felt excited but having no idea it was to lead to 18 months of extraordinary sex and a roller coaster of emotions.

The following afternoon I was in my hotel room and bang on time she knocked at the door. I can't really describe what she was wearing as I don't know how to but it was a sort of beach type shorts outfit the top of which was stretched nicely to accentuate her very big tits.

She followed me back into the room and we both sort of fell on the bed and started heavily petting and kissing, both desperate to fuck. Clothes were discarded really quickly and (being the decent sort of chap that I am) I ripped open a packet of condoms and rolled one on and we started to fuck. Now, some girls cum really quickly and/or often. This lady was not in either category. She would only cum by clitoral stimulation which I found out later she would do herself while we fucked but on this occasion she wanted me to lick her. Not needing to be asked twice I licked my way down past her huge, but slightly saggy, tits to her cunt and clit. She had really long cunt lips which she liked being sucked but once at her clit she came like a steam train. I don't think I've ever seen a woman cum so hard and sometimes almost violently. Just before she was about to cum she said she would dream about another woman doing it which spurred me on and took her over the edge.

My reward was quick to follow as she moved around and sucked my rock hard cock for a few minutes (that's a long time when you've witnessed a woman cumming like that) and I duly spunked into her mouth. Without further ado she moved up and kissed me transferring all my spunk into my mouth and back again. It was extremely horny and the start of a wonderful journey into sexual antics which I have not nor never will forget.

More will follow - and not vanilla either....