Since I met Adam I've been sexually insatiable; writing about my experiences is like therapy. I'm picking highlights from my diary to expand into full stories and share.So while I can't promise that each story will be more grandiose than the last (that's life, right?), they will all be based on me, my thoughts, feelings and touches.I hope you enjoy reading as much as I enjoyed experiencing...
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Sometimes I wish She would not surface. I long to control Her, to be able to keep the cork firmly in its bottle despite the dark pressure, and only release my dirty genie when, and if, it suits me. Just once, it would give me immense satisfaction to have the strength to make Her stay inside when it mattered. No intrusion. No rabid hunger. To enjoy moments of intense highs at my own pace. ...
Added 30 Dec 2013 | Category Quickie Sex
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May 2007. It's late. I'm pacing my hotel room, the repetitive padding of my small feet against the soft carpet the only sound, waiting for the tell-tale signs of sex from either of the neighbouring rooms. As usual I'm horny with anticipation, having learnt that corporate travel has its perks when it comes to satisfying the audio voyeur in me. But so far it's a no-show, which pretty much sums...
Added 06 Jul 2013 | Category Voyeur
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August 2010. I love hotels. Not for their comfort or cuisine but their ability to lower people's inhibitions. There's something about a hotel room that's intensely magical; step inside and you become just one of hundreds of strangers in the building, thrown together by circumstance. Families or couples on holiday, business people on stopovers, honeymooners and busloads of tourists make...
Added 05 Jul 2013 | Category Masturbation
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July 2011. In all my travels, the Paris Metro is one of my favourite transport systems. Whether whizzing across to breathtaking views of La Tour Eiffel or hopping up to Anvers to marvel at the gleaming Sacré Cœur and bustling artists of Place du Tertre, it’s an essential piece of kit to explore what is arguably the most romantic European city. To plan a Metro journey, just like most...
Added 14 Aug 2013 | Category Exhibitionism
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It was still early when we reached Paris: too early to check into the hotel near Gare de L’est, so we picked up a carnet, ditched our bags at the station and went sightseeing. Being just the right side of Bastille Day, the city was baking and heaving. Within two or three weeks it would become a comparative ghost town as the locals flocked south for the holidays. But today the throngs...
Added 15 Aug 2013 | Category Exhibitionism
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The luggage only just made it through the door ahead of us before it was forgotten. I wriggled out of my sandals and flung them in the doorless wardrobe as Adam hopped on one foot removing his second shoe, then we crushed together and spiralled into the room, kissing and groping as we went. Stopping just short of the bed, he grabbed my butt again and hiked the skirt up to my waist as...
Added 16 Aug 2013 | Category Quickie Sex
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March 2012. This feeling is so good it ought to be illegal. Technically I suppose it is, which is maybe what makes it more fantastic. It’s a glorious day, unseasonably hot and summery. The kind of day where almost everyone finds a grassy country park in which to picnic. I can see them enjoying themselves on the field through the canopy of trees, laughing, playing ball games, Frisbee,...
Added 07 Jul 2013 | Category Voyeur
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7th July 2013. Oh damn you dear Murray, you owe me The Wimbledon atmosphere merry Adam and I Are watching you try For first British champ since Fred Perry “Let’s make it a game,” suggests Adam The concept seems rather enticing Pimms over ice Is out in a trice The strawb’ries and cream are the icing The rules neither science nor rocket: “The Serb can be yours, and I’ll be the Brit Once...
Added 15 Jul 2013 | Category Love Poems
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