Lying there, feeling the smoothness around my cock after being shaved bare. Fingers lightly tracing a route towards my core, gentle kisses following them up the inside of my thighs. My cock hardening, growing, its head breaking the constraint of its foreskin appearing like the sun breaking through the clouds. Burning hot, close to explosion. Your lips enveloping the tip, leaning forward to taste the droplets of precum, mo...

She felt special as she drove home, his cum seeping from her married pussy. She felt special thinking of how he'd kissed and caressed her, undressing and adoring her body. She felt special as his tongue did things to her clitoris she'd never felt before. She felt special remembering how she'd caused him to lose control, pulsing threads of cum down her throat. She felt special as his spanking turned her bottom crimson. She...

She saw. Kissing his assistant as she came to pick him up. In that second, she vowed to humiliate him and get revenge. Humiliated as he slept in bed sheets stained and wet with other men's cum. Humiliated by when they went out, she smelt of other men's sex on her for all to take in. Humiliated that when she did let him fuck her, it was sloppy seconds, or thirds to remind him. Humiliated because of one kiss. A new world wa...

My lips trail slowly down your body. Kissing your sensitive areas, across your stomach where my seed will breed you in time. And then I am there, at your sex, enticed by your smell, your smoothness, your moistness. My tongue laps at your labia, darting inside you, flicking your clitoris. Feeling you move, pushing your hips upwards to meet my probing. I suck on your juices lovingly, your nectar sweet on my lips. Your body...

Tied, blindfolded you stand before me, trembling in anticipation, waiting and wanting. You gasp as my fingers graze across your nipples, hardening as you expect more. Moving around you, my breath brushes over your skin. Pulling the cascades of your hair towards me, I kiss you hard. And then it starts - what you desire, my hands crack against your buttocks. One side then the other, turning them claret, boiling to the touch...

You stand before me, exquisite in stockings and heels. Rubbing your breasts, pinching your nipples, becoming aroused. "Please," you beg. I'm unsure. Spanking you. It's new. There is desperation and intensity in your eyes. You turn, hooking your chained hands over the wall hooks. I pick up the wooden paddle, getting used to its weight. I stand behind you. You tense in expectation. Crack! The paddle slaps across your buttoc...

Alone in bed, I lie longing for you to be with me. Longing to hear you say those sensual words rather than read them in your messages. Longing to laugh and smile with you in person, to hold and kiss you. Longing to feel your shapely stockinged legs wrapped over me rather than look at them in pictures. Longing to smell and stroke your smooth skin, to taste you. Longing to hear the shortness of your breath, the beating of y...

Joining LUSH had been a revelation, an eye-opener. I had met and started talking with some wonderful people but there was a lady who I'd just connected with. We'd been chatting for ages online, getting more comfortable with each other, wondering how we'd ever get to meet given the thousands of miles between us to experience and explore some of the fantastic sex we'd spoken about. Working for an American company, I sometim...

Des and Claire continued their sex-filled holiday over the course of the remaining days. The experience on the beach would be repeated in varying permutations for Des and Claire. They had not had this much sex for years and were happy being fucked and fucking different partners on their holiday. Each night when back in their room, a more romantic phase swept over them. If they did make love, it was gentle and sensual so t...

They awoke with anticipation in the morning, showering together they soaped and gently washed each other making sure everywhere was in pristine condition. Claire shaved her pussy again to make it the smoothest it had ever been and Des trimmed his pubes to make them as short as he could remember. Claire didn't bother with a bikini, she just put her transparent chiffon mini dress on. As she moved, her boobs bounced seductiv...

They awoke in the morning. Des and Claire had an extra spring in their step as they got ready for a day at the beach. Claire picked her sexiest bikini. The bottoms barely covered her toned buttocks, the top pulling tight over her boobs to provide a fabulous cleavage. She threw on a chiffon mini dress to provide some cover although it was almost see-through! As they walked through the hotel, Des was so proud as he knew all...

They were both excited. It had been a long time coming, but Claire and Des were getting ready for their first holiday alone together for twenty years. The kids had left home and were doing their own thing. Now it was just going to be the two of them again. A week's break at an adults-only hotel right on the beach was awaiting them. Claire stood in front of the mirror naked. Her 36C tits still looked great, still holding t...

After our night of desire for each other, we lay in bed cuddling and kissing, talking about how wonderful the sex had been and what would make it better. We'd always talked of having someone join us but that had always been said in a jokey manner. Whether it was because of the exhilaration of the sex or the intenseness of our orgasms, this time it felt as though there was a feeling of "Yes let's do it, let's push our sexu...

I turned you around and pushed you gently onto the bed. Before you had a chance to say anything, I was between your legs, moving up your thighs before arriving at your pussy. It was glistening. I lapped up and down the lips on each side, teasing with my tongue, brushing over the gap between your lips. My aim was your clit and soon I was at it. It already felt engorged, but my tongue flicked against it at a rate I didn't t...