Ben’s phone buzzed in the middle of his leisurely drive through the countryside, the vibrant hues of fall painting the trees along the road. He glanced at the screen and saw Natasha’s name light up. “Ah, the persistent one,” he murmured to himself, a hint of amusement in his voice. He declined the call. In a few moments, his phone chimed with a new message. He opened it and read Natasha’s eager plea for a meeting to discu...

Linda’s eyes gleamed with excitement as she approached Helen’s counter, her voluptuous figure squeezing past the neatly arranged racks of lingerie. She was a regular in Victoria’s Secret, often popping in during her lunch breaks from the quaint bookstore in the same building. Her love for the intimate garments was no secret; they were a stark contrast to the dusty tomes she sold to her more conservative clientele. “Oh Hel...

At 32, Helen had mastered the art of poise and elegance, a trait she had honed working as the shop manager at Victoria’s Secret. Her eyes, sharp and observant, took in every detail, noticing the subtle nuances in the way the garments draped on the mannequins and the glint of the delicate jewelry. She loved luxury, it was her muse. It was another quiet Tuesday, a newly married couple came to her shop. He looked slightly ov...

Ben is getting ready for a crucial video call with his Australian business partner regarding a lucrative property deal when the doorbell chimes. He sighs, glancing at his reflection in the mirror. The weekend’s indulgences had painted a picture of youthful exuberance on his usually stoic face, and he quickly straightens his tie to maintain an air of professionalism. The house is a whirlwind of chaos, a stark contrast to t...

Ben’s life was once a vibrant tapestry of laughter, adventure, and love, woven from the threads of his 20-year marriage to his late wife, Jessy. Together, they had danced naked at clubs, swapped with couples and traveled to exotic destinations, and explored the depths of their passion for life. However, since Jessy’s passing three years ago, their once-vibrant home had become a hollow shell, echoing with the silence of Be...

A bit about us, I am Mal and I live with my partner Greg in a on the north coast of Scotland which is pretty much the back of beyond. We go to bed to the sun sets and likewise 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. I am just a simple girl who likes sex as much as any guy that I have ever met likes it. My partner Greg and I...

Recently, my usual Fuck Buddy moved away leaving me looking for a new replacement. Busy with work and kind of picky with my options it took a while for me to find a man, but one night I received a message on grindr from a man very local. Working just a few minutes down the road from me wanting to meet asap. First thing I noticed, this man is much older than me. (I'm 22, He is in his 60s...) I've not been with anyone as ol...

So being in our early 50s I decided I wanted to have a younger guy pleasure me and be pleased by me for a change With this Will put an advert out asking for any younger guys who would be interested In meeting up with us We got quite a few responses, so after sorting the serious ones from the fantasists we got in touch with a young guy called billy who was only 19 (which he did prove) We arranged a day to meet up at ours b...

READ PART 1&2 FIRST Emma walked through the door to find me sitting on the sofa. She looked like she had been through hell. She was holding a bunch of clothes the only thing covering her body was a thin t-shirt. I could see her still erect nipples poking through the material. My eyes scanned the lower half of her young body. Her pussy was glistening from the pounding Frank had given her, her thighs were also red and looke...

It was Saturday morning and Sue had gone off shopping with her mum and would be gone for several hours. I had just decided to mow the lawn when the door bell rang. I answered the door to find Jill my wife's friend and regular dogging mate stood at the door. "Hi, Sue is not in," I informed her. " I know," she replied, "it's you I came to see. I had screwed Jill several times, but never without Sue being with or very near m...

Bollocks, that piece of shit car had fucked me again. Having broken down and then having to walk three miles to the village in the 'pissing' rain only to find I'd left my wallet in it, I stood in the pub looking like a drowned rat telling Janie the bar maid I could not pay for the pint. "Don't worry, I'll get that" said a voice from behind me. John lived in the village and I knew him by sight. I thanked him and explained...