This is a true story from about fifteen years ago. I have changed the names of those involved; you will understand why! As an HGV driver, I do not get home very often during the week as I am usually away in different parts of the country. I do not normally see my wife from Monday morning through Friday evening. I knew my wife Tracey had a lingerie party booked for Friday; her friends and our neighbours were all expected t...

Boxing day, and I wake up with a feeling I recognised oh so well. I pull back the duvet, and looking back at me with a huge smile, Tracey gives me a wake-up blow job. Tracey finishes me off, swallowing every drop, then goes to make coffee while I shower. I then dress in my normal Boxing Day attire, a festive apron; otherwise, I am completely naked. My apron has a strategically positioned piece of fake mistletoe just above...

Last February, my wife, Tracey, and I took a cruise to the Caribbean with friends to celebrate our wedding anniversary. Sue and Doug, both in their forties, had been best friends for ten years. Doug and I are working colleagues, and our wives hit it off from the day we introduced them to one another. We are in our early sixties, and we remain fit and healthy as regulars at our local gym. Let me describe Sue and Doug. Sue...

This is one hundred percent a true story, although I have changed the names. This story dates back to the late 1970s. When I was a young office clerk, the company employed a new secretary for the boss. I had been at this shipping company in a port in the east of England for around eighteen months and was nearly eighteen years old. The company was expanding, and the boss, Peter, had just lost his secretary. Several women t...

Tracey and I had planned on having a Toga party, but it has yet to happen. In the meantime, Bella decided, as it was the Christmas season, she would hold a Mr. and Mrs. Santa party. The invitation arrived, and it specified that the dress code was that ladies were to dress as sexy Miss Santa and gents as Santa. The party night arrived, and Tracey looked amazing in her micro-short sexy Miss Santa dress, black fishnets, blac...

Most of this is true, but I have added items of fiction and changed names. A few weeks after teaching Liz the art of oral sex, my wife Tracey hatched another plan to have some oral fun. I was out, and as it was a glorious summer day I knew Tracey had planned to have a few of her work colleagues round for drinks and nibbles and spend time in the big hot tub. The hot tub is situated at the top of our garden and is completel...

My wife, who I shall refer to as Tracey, and I have been married for over forty years, yet still have a good sex life. It helps to be well-hung and in good shape and up to trying out new ideas and themes. Just recently my wife came home from work and said, "In our tea break, all the girls have been talking about blowjobs." I thought it was only guys who talked about that subject so of course my ears sprang up and I wanted...

One weekend back in 2003, my wife and her pals arranged to go off for a two-night spa break at a smart rural hotel in the Derbyshire countryside. The group consisted of two of her workmates Sarah and Amy, her best friend Eve, whom she has known since her school days, and our neighbor and good friend Helen. All the arrangements were finely tuned and the day arrived, the girls were due to travel the one hundred or so miles...

My gym closed down last week after giving us three days' notice. We were given no reason for the closure, but I had to search for a new gym. For the past fifteen months, I had been training hard five days a week to lose weight and to get some fitness at the ripe old age of sixty-three. In those fifteen months, I lost four stones and have regained some fitness. I can now run and keep up with my grandchildren, well sort of....

Back in the early 1980s, my new wife and I moved into our first home together. This was in a well-known horse racing town in East Anglia. The town was well known for its posh stores and regular visits by celebrities and royalty. The town then was made up of many very posh and expensive stores and boutiques. Most of these stores were well out of my league and to most of the normal residents who were not from the horse raci...

This is a true story from about twenty years ago. I had recently moved back into my home town having lived away since my early twenties. My cousin Martyn invited me out so we could get reacquainted having not seen one another for over twenty years. We left our partners in my house drinking wine and planning to order a takeaway, whilst we went out for a good steak and plenty of beer in the town. Having had a good meal we v...

Back in the late 1970s, when I was in my late teens, I was blackmailed by our babysitter. I have two much younger sisters who my parents didn't trust me to look after while they were working running the family business. My parents enlisted the help of my best friend's sister, June, to look after my younger sisters whilst they worked. I was able to see my then-girlfriend, Karen. Karen was the girl every boy wanted to date....

My present for Father's Day this year from my daughters was a massage at my local gym. Upon receiving the voucher, I felt very excited and could not wait to book the session. The voucher I received informed me that I was booked for a sports massage that would last sixty minutes. I only knew one of the therapists at the gym that was was Jules. I had seen a few of the others around but was unsure of names at this time. Jule...

On Tuesday morning this week I received a message from my letting agents. The message was reminding me I had an appointment with Karen at 1 PM that afternoon. I called the office as I had no prior notice of this, and they agreed that they had forgotten to tell me. This was due to my complaints regarding a recent shower installation. Karen and a plumber were due to visit. At the appointed time both Karen and the plumber ar...

Today, I had the bi-annual inspection of our rented property. The last time when the lovely Karen visited she gave me a wonderful blowjob, I had hoped for more of the same today. I was prepared for Karen's arrival, having had a shower, I slipped into my bathrobe, completely naked beneath. My robe just covered my arse at the back and was only a couple of inches away from showing off my cock. The doorbell rang at the appoin...