We had never won anything, even though Melissa enters just about every free competition advertised on the television or in magazines. But we did! We found ourselves in this amazing winter-wonderland; a wooden chalet, complete with balcony, on top of the world, set deep in the mountains, serviced only by cable car. Pristine white snow barely allowed the rocks to peek through and even then, only on the horizon. Snowdrifts p...

Rebecca Yes, it’s that time of year. My birthday. My day off. Normally, my master would just be that little more considerate by lavishing me with a present; usually a new type of butt plug or nipple clamp, a collar even, but sometimes with a meal out, somewhere posh. This year, he has chosen to try something completely different. I’m not sure what compelled him to do this, but it goes against the grain and I find myself i...

It was Friday, five thirty, and it was my turn to ensure that the school changing rooms were well and truly empty. All too often, students would gather there in the late afternoon to smoke, drink or plan something unsavoury for a fellow student. All I had to do was ensure the cubicles and changing rooms were empty, lock the doors and go home. Simple! I was unaware of anyone’s presence in the changing rooms. They appeared...

Special, that's how I feel. That's how you always make me feel. I can't help but feel lucky. I know when you’re serious but right now, you’re acting sultry. I can sense your wickedness, the way you look at me, undressing me with those eyes, seducing me with that silence and fucking me with your mind. I love you for it. You don’t realise the effect of those things and what they do to me. Well, let me tell you a few things....

“What would you like for breakfast, Matt?” “Coffee, and anything that’s going.” “I’m doing bacon butties, will that do you?” “I guess so.”  “You really shouldn’t bend down like that you know, your pussy is winking at me from between your thighs.” “That’s the point. It’s supposed to, and you’re supposed to notice the wetness.” “Oh! I can see how wet it is. You’re taking a long time feeding that dishwasher. Coffee’s nice, b...

I had turned sixty, with just a few fantasies left to play out until I could call it a day, sexually that is. My wife had decided to buy me a special gift, a day out with an escort, or should I say, a day in with an escort. Two things struck me as odd. The first was that I wouldn't have expected my wife to do that, and second, it was to fulfill all my fantasies. I raised an eyebrow at this because we'd hardly discussed th...

I had fallen in love with the island when I was a child of eight; lying just off the coast of Cape Cod. I always thought it had been named after me; that’s what my mother told me anyway. I know it wasn’t true, but it just felt like it was. As a family, we spent our holidays on the island and I remember it as the place where I conceived Jason, my son. As far as the family were concerned, we were late developers, too late r...

Too many nice things to say.Nice thoughts, nice images, nice memories.Smiles that warm my soul,Hugs that contain my enthusiasm,Effervescent energy that whisked me along,A whirlwind of arms and legs and laughter. Twisting, entwined, together.The simplest things created laughter.I drifted to sleep and I awokeWith you in my mind.Remembering something you did orSomething you said. You always made me smile.Made everyone around...

Well, what could I say? She was very cute. So cute in fact that I made a note to have my eyes tested to ensure cataracts hadn’t formed. I stopped looking too closely, but her bottom was so curvy, firm and rounded; her skin as tight as cling film. I was convinced that water or any other type of fluid would not stick to her skin. She was definitely Teflon coated. She laid her towel on the sun lounger and spoiled my view by...

I had been home all day, pacing the floorboards and waiting for James to arrive. I had taken an early flight to our holiday home and because of work, he would be following a day behind me. I tossed and turned in my bed; restless without James by my side. I busied my thoughts on how much quality time we would get together over the weekend and how much we needed it, but my dirty mind kept coming back to how he would push hi...

Matt arrived at the house early asking for my son Roger who wasn’t back from football, so I did the next best thing and invited him in, gave him a drink and sat him down on the sofa while making small talk. I wasn’t exactly dressed for entertaining young men like Matt and I was acutely aware of the way he gazed at my body; catching him staring at my breasts that my swimsuit did little to hide. I was relieved when he asked...

Melissa had danced hard in the arms of her many Spanish Toreadors that were queuing to accompany her. Her head flung back against the lift as she pressed the button for the fifth floor and it was with relief that she opened the door to her apartment, poured herself a glass of chilled white wine and headed to the veranda to suck in the cold breeze from the shore. Melissa wasn’t expecting anyone to be joining her that late...

We’re just a bunch of young teenagers, growing up fast; split into them and us, for obvious reasons, them being the boys and us being the girls. We girls are all pretty much alike, except for me. I sometimes have to keep my mouth shut and not blurt out what I’m really like. The main topic of conversation at the moment is boys, we laugh and giggle about everything, especially what it’s like to be kissed and loved. Not me t...

I am happy in my relationship with my new girlfriend, Melissa. We see each other often but still, have those moments of freedom or ‘free time’ as we like to call it. The sex is outstanding and she has a voracious appetite for fucking. She is kinky, perverted sometimes, and has proven that anything goes as far as sex is concerned, which is great. I would say we are like-minded in that respect. Our relationship is fairly ne...

It was an unexpected meeting in the bar of a beachside resort. I was sitting at a table near the window, dipping into my magazine as I slowly sipped my chilled white wine.  He was standing by the bar, a tall glass of lager in his hand. It was so obvious he was looking in my direction. I hadn’t realised that I was smiling to myself as I read an article on first-time romances. I bit the edge of my lip and looked up at him....