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...
We have always had an interesting fantasy sex life. However, one thing we have never truly explored was the hotwife scenario. However that was to change. Initially, I wasn’t overly a fan of the idea, seeing another man with my gorgeous wife however as time went on, I became more comfortable with the idea. Finally, I agreed, and we started to do some searches online for a suitable candidate. We met two men, however, there...
I know you want me. I can tell, just by looking at you and how you look at me. The striking thing for me is, the look never goes away. It's on, 24/7 and I don't understand how. But I accept it. Like right now, in a crowded bar. Everytime you look at me, it's like you don't see the bar. Or the crowd. You just see me. I see you. I pull you closer. Right into me so that you can't be touching more of me even if you tried. You...
I can pinpoint the moment the day turned from ordinary and mediocre into hot and sexy. It was utterly innocuous; for anyone else just a moment in time forgotten about as soon as it passed. For me, it was the start of an amazing moment of fantasy. He was approaching me from the other end of the corridor, chatting with a colleague. As they approached, I remember thinking how handsome he is, and why hadn’t I noticed that bef...
After a girls night catch up Alexa returned home and plonked her self on the couch next to me, ready to spill the gossip of all the shenanigans that had been ongoing in and around her friends lives. Some interesting, some mundane and then the last bit which caught me off guard was the discussion that one of her friends mate R has a huge cock. I enquired as to how her friend knew, cause she was married and it got my intere...
I'd been chatting to a NW UK couple for quite some time, we'd met once for coffee and we really liked each other, Wifey was stunning, utterly gorgeous and amazing fun, Hubby was equally fun. They contact me one day and arranged to meet me at the cinema, they asked me to "go straight into cinema 3, back row, corner seat on the right hand side. When I arrived, they weren't there, however they arrived shortly after me. She s...
Camping in the dunes A little about us. My name is Mal and I live with my partner Greg in a crofter’s cottage on the north coast of Scotland. His name is really Will but for some reason everybody calls him Greg. We are both into all things out doors like hiking, fell running, wild camping etc. I am in my mid-twenties and Greg a couple of years older. We are both bisexual and have an open relationship although, up here the...
Here we are again with another sprawling sex-story, this time inspired by the words of someone on this very site who discussed going on a swinging holiday on a cruise. I don’t know who it was who mentioned that but whoever it was…Thank you. THE SHIP’S OPEN SECRET I opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. The sunlight beamed in from the balcony and wandered, unhindered, around our cabin. My wife was still asleep next t...
Hello everyone. So I thought I’d drop this one on here as a bit of a preview due to our lack of activity the weekend but I’ll probably pull it and repost it when the story is finished. It was inspired by reading of a group on here who were literally trying to organise a sex cruise and this got me thinking…well, you’ll all read what it got me thinking shortly. Enjoy! WHAT’S THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN? “A cruise?” my wife...
Here we go as we near the end of this EPIC tale of carnal desires and country life. This is the penultimate episode with the last part dropping on next week. I hope you enjoy this one as it’s a bit shorter than the last. Cheers. Day 5a The Fraying of the Sergeant My eyes open and I take in my unfamiliar surroundings. I am not in the Honeymoon Suite and I am not in the new room I acquired. I am on the floor surrounded by s...
So here it is. We're already three parts in with this one (after Part 0 and Part 1) and we finally get to meet more of the horny villagers of Forston, Somerset (side note we visited Wells, Somerset this year, and found it to be amazing. I recommend it to anyone who likes HOT FUZZ). Anyway let's crack on with this lascivious bunch! Day 1 The Gang's all here and what a Gang I woke up at six as I did every morning, still led...
So here is Part 1 of HOT AND FUZZY (there was part 0 if you missed that). It’s a very obvious homage to HOT FUZZ, as such there will be spoilers for the film, and it is an eight part story in total (including part 0). I hope you enjoy… Day 0 Expulsion from Paradise “I didn’t ask for this!” Melissa, my wife for the last seven years, yelled at me. She was looking at me with angry tears streaming down her face at the bad new...
'Don't tell me, the next time you wore a skirt and blouse.' She lowered her eyes, which at first I took to be embarrassment, but when she continued there was a new strength, a new confidence, in her voice. She had rightly deduced that I was not angry with her, on the contrary, subconsciously I'd been fondling my crotch and she had noticed. 'Yes,' she confirmed, 'that pencil skirt with the slit so high my stocking tops sho...
As stated in the first 4 parts. The young lady in this story asked if I could help her write her account of what happened. The alarm woke me the next morning totally refreshed. I jumped in the shower and as I started to shave my pussy I was tempted to try and recreate the feelings of the night before but decided not to. I did however find myself spending extra time on it, just to make sure my pussy was completely clear of...
As stated in the first 3 parts. The young lady in this story asked I could help her write her account of what happened. After my day at the beach with Anne and James, over the next couple of days I settled back into my normal routine of sorting the house out. On the first couple of days, which was a little overcast I spent finishing the painting and other jobs around the house. Normal dress code had become my sandals and...
