I want to tell you how much you mean to me. How much I love you, Why I couldn’t be without you for more than a minute. How my world would collapse if you left me And how I would wander the streets in despair.   But that’s simply not true. What is true, is that I adore your tool, That long rope that dangles from between your legs And the iron bar that it becomes When I play with it, arousing it.   I adore its shiny, silky...

He texted first, he always does to make sure it’s safe to call. I told him to give me a minute so that I could put my headphones in and he could ring. His first words were to ask me where I was and I had to tell the truth, I had to say that I was in the supermarket and had just started shopping. It was the wrong thing to say because I knew he would somehow take advantage of that. As I was walking around the fresh food are...

Alison Boscombe was on security detail and it was her shift on the CCTV monitoring cameras of the underground car park at Heathrow airport. It was an easy job even if it was boring. But then, someone had to do it. Occasionally she had to flick a few switches, zoom the cameras in and out, but other than that it was scan the monitors from top-left to bottom-right and then start all over again. Having just come back from mak...

“Do you think we have two lives?” Asked the outspoken, calculating, confident barrister. Her eyes looked at the painting on the bedroom wall. A field of poppies. A sensuous yet tranquil feeling permeated her body. Her breathing calm, her bottom raised, her soul – waiting. Anticipating. The wooden cane slipped between Melissa’s puffy lips, coating it, teasing her before it was raised.  She had such a perfect bottom. The mo...

I stripped her bare, made her wear my bra, suspenders, stockings and my high heeled shoes. I told her to sit and wait for him inside the gated entry to our home. He approached the house, cautiously, disapproving of what he saw. “What are you doing here?” he had demanded. I appeared from behind him, dressed just like her. I unbuttoned his trousers and made her suck his cock; her breasts heaving. It wouldn’t have been the f...

First date. Twenty questions to break the ice. My last question, risky. “When you fancy someone…” I started. Hesitating because I hardly knew her, but we were laughing. Get on with it man. Be brave. “How wet does your pussy get?” I shocked her, briefly. She smiled, got up from the table and took my hand. She shocked me when I realised. I rose to meet her and the kiss shattered our resolve. And here we are, retired, grown...

I was on heat, heart-racing horny. I grinned over my shoulder at them. Climbing on top of Carlos, I felt his cock pushing into my wet cunt causing me to gasp out loud. Immediately, Sebastien filled my mouth with his burgeoning cock head, pushing it down my throat. The heady action causing my bottom to push backwards and that’s when Leon’s black cock fucked my arse; stretching me. My body, suspended between erections. “Fuc...

The tenderness of that first touch was sublime. Pink against pink; moistness against moistness. Sensuality and erotica combined. Caught in a loop of time, replaying it, re-experiencing it; each touch different in ways that I cannot describe. From nothing, our veins, our arteries burst into life – electric shocks and sparkling sensitivity crackled over us. Crystallising our form. Making us believe that we exist, not just t...

The texts come thick and fast. I’m high on evil replies. Remembering them. Him, hands lifting me up the wall. Cock entering me, fingers groping. The fuck: intense, raw and his words, filthy and fulfilling; pushing me beyond orgasm. Her, crawling, leering, eyes as wide as my thighs. Her tongue lashing at my clit, swallowing everything. Eyes manic, looking into mine. The finale, clutching my leg to her breast in a volcanic...

Emily looked at the door twice. She was sure she had locked it on her way out. As she peered through the opening, she could clearly see that the alarm was switched off, she was sure it had been turned on when she left the house. She took a cautionary step inside, she wanted to call out to see if anyone was inside but that would have been stupid. She closed the door and looked from room to room. There was no one. No one, t...

Matt casually wandered and weaved his way through the people, smiling at some, nodding at others, picking up a salmon topped hors d'oeuvres from a tray offered him by a young girl, probably the daughter of Malcolm, his new boss,  and accepting a glass of red wine from another tray, but inexorably making his way towards the kitchen. It was a fact that all good parties started and ended in the kitchen. At forty-one years ol...

I can’t remember when it happened but there came a time in my life when I felt a continuous numbness. A nothingness. I didn’t live, I existed. Everything I did was ‘in the moment’. Nothing to look forward to and nothing excited me. Sex was boring, normal, casual and consisted of one-night stands. Maybe it was the conversation that accompanied the sex, I don’t know. I used to frequent pubs that were classy and where you ho...

It had been an enjoyable evening. A few cocktails with friends, a meal, descent wine and then, finishing off with a Vodka Martini in a bar. That was when I noticed him when I lifted my glass to my lips and took a sip. His steely blue eyes caught my attention like they were about to pierce my flesh; pinning me to the wall. I looked away and joined in a laugh with one of my friends: I don’t know what I had laughed at becaus...

Tom was driving along some of the minor roads on his way to Heathrow airport. The long haul flight from Boston was making its approach and it had been a good few days since he had seen his wife, Melissa. Their BA212 flight was about to land and he still had about fifteen minutes before picking her up at the airport. Even at around six in the morning, the roads were busy. He was feeling excited, she would be horny, he knew...

Melissa was beside herself. How many times had she masturbated in the last few hours? Six, maybe seven. She needed cock, a nice hard, flesh-throbbing cock to satisfy her. She logged on to one of her favourite contact sites and her avatar, MNC popped into life. Most people from the site realised what it stood for immediately; some were more naïve. She waited a few moments to see who was logged on before making a coffee and...