It had been sometime since we had the threesome with Pete, our next-door neighbour, and I was away from home on a training course. I got back to the hotel early evening and there was a message at reception to call home, so I used the room phone and called Ann. She was horny and wanted to talk dirty to me and have phone sex, but I said no as I needed to shower and go for dinner. I suggested if she was that horny to go next...

I used to think it was really difficult to stumble on some fun when you're seeking action. I've read the stories about fun in toilets, but felt I must have only visited straight guy loos, as there was never any action. I was ready to give up on it when I decided one day to try something different and went out dressed with black holdups and a blue satin thong underneath my male clothes. I brought a backpack containing knee...

Pure fictional erotica to titillate your libido. I was sent to Colchester to run a training course. A great excuse for a Carole outing. Having dressed under my jeans and sweatshirt. White bra, with matching panties and suspender belt, tan stockings firmly attached to the clips. On the journey I stopped off for a call of nature. I unzipped and emptied my bladder. When a rather slender guy walked in and stood next to me. “M...

My wife Ann has never been shy about showing off her body. She is a size 12 with 36b boobs, which after two kids are still firm, and her pussy is always shaven. She will sunbathe naked in the garden, regardless if the neighbours can see her. She goes topless at the beach, and naked at the nude beaches. She has answered the door to delivery drivers with very little on. We both get turned on by this and I like to see other...

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...

Late one evening we were fucking in the kitchen, Ann sitting on the work surface, back facing the window and me standing holding her legs high in the air, thrusting in and out with a nice steady rhythm. This was our first house, before we were married, and was a terrace with the kitchen as an extension out the back, windows along the side, in a mirror copy of next door. We had been at it for twenty minutes or so, when I h...

Kate and I won the job we had been pitching for that meant we had to visit some locations in London to bring our work ideas alive. That meant that Kate needed to come to my home office to work up a schedule for the client. She sat at the spare desk winked when she first came in, having had a chat with Sue (my wife) then offered to make a round of hot drinks. Sue says she will have a quick one, and says she is off for a ga...

I don’t’ know how it started, by that I mean the conversation I had with Kate. Kate and I had worked together often on the same contracts, and working from home, Kate would often be here. She at times felt like part of the family. Her daughter even babysat from time to time. Close to home didn’t even explain it… to even let the thought of fooling around with her even into my mind…too too dangerous as a reality. OK she did...

We’d only recently met, cruising in a local car park, and I’d given him my number. Since then we’d only met twice, so this would be our third, in a very quiet little car park by a forest. He paused to take a piss before he got into my car. We sat for a bit just chatting about nothing much, while I rested my hand on his thigh and tickled with my nails, then slowly moved my hand up and began massaging his cock and balls. He...

As Alexa and I have got older we have naturally lost some of our inhibitions and concerns in life, thinking life is too short, trying our best to enjoy the moment in all aspects. When I first met Alexa she was not particularly keen on the idea of sex toys, but over the years began to experiment with small dildos, going no larger than 5 inches for a long time, until one day I bought a 7 inch one to match myself, tied her u...

Another confession that my wife told me. When she was eighteen, about three years before I met her, she had an affair with her driving instructor. It started with him being a bit flirty, a bit suggestive and occasionally touching her leg, but nothing more. He was in his thirties and married, so I guess an instructor/pupil relationship was a bit clichéd and risky for him. But she decided to see if she could seduce him and...

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...

I’d parked up at Smiley’s late one night, hoping for some action. Nice warm summer night, so I wandered into the loo, but it was empty. There were three big artics parked in the truck area, and I noticed one of them had his cab light on. As I walked back to my car, I deliberately passed close to the truck, and he beckoned me over. I walked round, and the passenger door opened, so I climbed in. He was lying on the bed in t...

After the anal sex confession she started to tell me more about the things she did with her ex-boyfriend, Richard. When I first met her, she was twenty one and she had quite a large sexual appetite. We would shag at every opportunity we got, in car, outdoors, every room of the house, but nothing out of the ordinary. Now I was finding out how dirty she had been and what a slut she really was. She told me she had gone to hi...