Hi, I am Mal and I live with my partner Greg (his name is really Will but everybody calls him Greg because his Scottish ancestry and after Rob Roy McGregor). We live a simple life in a croft on the north coast of Scotland, a few miles from Tongue. We are both in our early 30’s and enjoy the outdoor life. A few years back I attended a 2-week seminar in Glasgow. I had booked myself into a nice little B&B just off Partick Cr...

Everybody likes getting naked…Right? Especially with strangers. A little about us, we are Greg and Mal who have a croft on the beautiful north coast of Scotland, which is pretty much the back of beyond. It was really peaceful here until the NC500 was created and now we are swamped with tourists. Greg's name is really Will as in William but people have always called him Greg after Rob Roy McGregor on account of his Scottis...

I’ve previously written about David, who was one of the guys I met at the toilet block. In my last report, I described another experience with the other guy, Mark, who I was really falling for. He was caring, respectful and keen to see me and experience some of the things that he wasn’t getting at home. I was his dutiful gurl and was being swept along with the attention he was giving me when he had the opportunity. David,...

Following on from the encounter with David, I was keen to meet my more sensual lover, Mark. My last encounter with Mark took place during a lovely afternoon in a hotel room. Mark had enjoyed free rein with me, getting me to dress the way he wanted and doing some of the things his wife hasn’t done or things he’s hesitant about suggesting to his wife. After the shock of meeting David with two of his friends, who also used m...

If you’ve read previous instalments, you’d have seen that I met David at a toilet block and then followed up by messaging him to arrange a further meet. This is the story from the third time I met him. A few days after our session in the car park of a picnic area, well-known to the dogging community, David messaged me saying, ‘Well, Joanna, you performed well as my slut, so I’d like to see you again and teach you more. Ar...

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...

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...