Ron smiled at the site of me pulling up my trousers and me, not being embarrassed at all, wondering what I could clean our ejaculations up with. He said he needed to go but that he would be back tomorrow and that he had something to show me. I wondered what on earth he could show me more than him getting his cock out, masturbating and watching me do the same. What amazed me was that I had no feelings of remorse, in fact I...

Ann and I were very much in love and our sex life was great. She would return to me after being with Ray, her bull, and tell me all the details of what Ray had done to her which turned me on enormously. I would then eagerly but gently have sex with her, as she was usually quite sore. But she was obsessed with him, and it was becoming apparent she would do anything to please him, so that he would give her what she craved....

Probably six months after she met with her ex-boyfriend, Richard, and the revealing of her sexual past, and all its’ filthiness, I asked if she would like to meet him again. She replied that she would like to, but it would have to be the last time as she wanted to settle into married life and have children. I couldn’t see it being the last time, but I told her that if it was indeed to be the last time, then it needed to b...

As I have mentioned in a previous story, my wife Ann’s ex-boyfriend Richard, had a thing about offering her to his friends to fuck, usually without her prior knowledge, so that he could watch her being used, or for her to return to him in a spunky mess with a sore cunt. She was nineteen at the time and an unashamed slut, so she was happy to go along with this much older guys games, as she liked the attention and all the c...

My wife was 26, and we had been married for probably six months. My wife had told me about her boyfriend before me, they had dated for two years when she was nineteen, and that he was a bit of a stud. She also told me that his cock was bigger than mine, which she would playfully remind me of sometimes when we were fucking. What I was not aware of, was how slutty she had been, as it seems she left out some, if not, most of...

Ann has often said she liked the idea of strangers using her, and not gently, giving her a rough fucking. I think her liking for this is as a result of the things she did with her ex-boyfriend, Richard. I will have to write about these events. This was in the days before the internet, so I put an ad in the contact section of our local weekly free ads paper, looking for men that were well endowed or long stayers. I got a n...

Back in 1995, as a student I had met Whoopie online, she was based at Uni in Liverpool, a short train journey from my Uni. For months we had built up the sexual tension in private chats about what we would do to each other if we were to meet.. Then one Thursday we decided to go for it! I boarded the train for the short journey up to Liverpool where Whoopie met me at the station. we embraced having a kiss whilst my hands w...

Ann and the neighbour, episode two. To recap, Ann and myself were in our early twenties and Pete the neighbour is nearly sixty. We were living in our first house, and this was before we were married. Pete has watched us fuck, licked her pussy and she has sucked him off. She has continued to tease and flirt with him. On one occasion she returned home to find a card from the postman saying a parcel was left next door. She s...

A line has been crossed. A bit about us, I am Mal and I live, with my partner Greg, on the beautiful north coast of Scotland, which is pretty much the back of beyond. We go to bed when the sun sets and likewise, we get up with it the following morning with the sunrise. We are both athletic outdoorsy people in our 30’s and love wild camping, hiking etc. My partner Greg is the ultimate cuckold. As we lay in bed one evening...

Chapter 4: The Thai Jewel The following day, when Michael was finally alone, his mind raced back to the previous evening. It had been beyond his expectations—wild and unforgettable. The memory of laughter and vibrant conversations still lingered, making the quiet of the present moment feel even more stark. He hated being alone and felt restless without his other passion: design. As he toyed with the idea of starting an ar...

I was staying with friends. I'd known Carl for years through work and I'd met his wife, Kate, a good few times at functions. We'd also been out together with my girlfriend for a couple of drinks a while back. Like me, they're both in their mid 50s. But they'd move away to Birmingham and I'd lost touch a bit until my job had me visiting a site not far from them so I'd got in touch and they said I should stay. There'd alway...

Continued from part 2... To my amazement this arrangement continued for several months. I was shagging Rachel almost every night I was home on my 2 weeks leave, the occasional night out with Carol, a shag with her in my car before dropping her off, and shagging Terri most mornings when I stayed over as she was the last to leave for work. On the days that I didn’t stay over, I would nip round at noon the following day and...

This has been a long time in writing as I wanted to get the mood correct. I've now edited and finished it off as I wanted to get the ending of this part just right. I have posted a couple of stories on here about encounters with airwomen when I was a young officer in the RAF (Forbidden Fruit) in the 1980s and 90s. Here is another about me using my position as an officer to 'persuade' an airwoman into having some fun. It s...

It was four days since I deepthroated Rich to a huge orgasm in the living room of my sister’s house. I wasn’t sure if he would keep to his word and keep my true identity intact but I thought that if he was intending to expose me it would have happened by now. I also had the photo of me holding Rich’s cock in my hand as insurance should he ever threaten to expose me in the future. I told myself I’ll never be in that positi...