I was looking for somewhere to stay for a few days that wasn't too far from London. I was owed some time off and could really do with some sea air and possibly a chance to use my camera which had remained in its bag throughout a long, grey, wet English winter. I was chatting to a mate about this in the pub one evening when he recommended a cottage down in Dorset about 100 miles south of London. I didn’t pick up on it at t...

I withdrew my cock from Lulu’s mouth, having cum spectacularly because of her unparalleled skills. I felt fantastic. I’d not seen Lulu for months and it showed. Now it was her turn. There are a couple of things you learn very early on when you are with Lulu. The first is never to give her a half-arsed fuck. You give her your very best or you will regret it. The second is to never cum before she does unless invited to do s...

One of the advantages of living in London is that eventually, everyone you know has to pass through it on their travels. I had learnt to never waste a second when Lulu was around. The moment I knew that she was changing flights at Heathrow I would book a day off because I knew that every second would be worth it. Depending on where she was going and what her connection times were, I would either book a Premier Inn near th...

Rachel boarded the train to London feeling excited and already aroused, a couple of days of passionate lovemaking with Martyn lay ahead. Sex with Martyn was always satisfying but this time there was the anticipation that they would step up their lovemaking a notch or two. On their last weekend together one morning in that dreamy post-coital, post-orgasmic bliss Rachel had asked Martyn whether he knew of another man who mi...

Rachel had met Martyn on Lush Stories. What had started out as banter, soon developed into flirting and from there after a couple of weeks, they took their relationship off the platform and began indulging in full cyber-sex via Skype. They also exchanged photographs of each other over WhatsApp. Once or twice a week they would masturbate together to orgasm, it was satisfying for them both. Martyn was divorced and lived alo...

Just North of London’s Covent Garden in an area known as Seven Dials is a small recently refurbished hotel, it is a fraction of the size of the big chains but offers a very high standard of service at a reasonable rate. Above all else it is slightly off the beaten track so very discreet. Clare approached the hotel and headed in through the tastefully decorated reception area. When she arrived at the desk with her reservat...

Donna was a work colleague who had become a good friend. She was employed by a contractor for my firm and we worked together for a number of years. We had met socially at various social functions over the years and had a very good working relationship. At the time I was married so I didn’t take it any further although Donna made no secret of the fact that had I wanted to I would have encountered very little resistance. Th...

As usual, the message from Jess went straight to my cock, they always do, even when she only wants to tell me about her new car. She is that kind of woman. This one was simple, “work wants me to fly to Amsterdam to sort out a problem with a supplier.” Most people would have taken such a bland message in their stride, not me, I didn’t need to read it twice before taking a couple of days' leave from work and then logging on...

I masturbate a lot and I don’t have a problem with it, I am a healthy sixty-one-year-old who more often than not is just horny. Most of the time I masturbate alone, but sometimes I have company and that is always fun. I’d met Jess on a sex writing site and we seemed to hit it off very well. What started as heavy flirting very quickly developed into full-on cyber-sex, Skype was our channel of choice. The simple ping of an...

As London began to ease the restrictions of the third lockdown, people were once again allowed to have friends visit them in their homes. In theory, this limited contact was supposed to only take place in gardens but April was unseasonably cold and the chances of the rule being adhered to were pretty slim. People had been forced to be apart for too long.  In a tastefully furnished house near Wimbledon in South West London...

The bedsprings were rocking and the headboard was crashing into the wall. The noise was quite amazing as the bed was put to the test. The reason was obvious. Sprawled on their backs with their legs open two attractive women were both being vigorously fucked by each other's partners. Had there been a top shot from a camera in the room, it would have caught the sight of two pairs of toned buttocks driving hard cocks into a...

We had been counting down the days. We had known for nearly two weeks that the schools were due to reopen on March 8th. This was going to be our first opportunity for nearly three months. Three months during which we had simply been unable to see each other.  From my window, I saw the queues of parents and excited children forming up, socially distanced outside the school gates. There was chatter and laughter from everyon...

There could be no doubt about the source of the noise coming through the wall from the adjacent flat. The guy in the next flat was jerking off, and really going for it. Lauren was pretty certain she could also hear the tell-tell sounds of a porn channel in the background. Lauren was not in a position to judge because as she lay there alone in her London flat she was pleasuring herself with a new glass dildo she had bought...

  Lauren opened the door to Jack’s flat and let herself out. She walked a few paces to her own door and let herself into her own flat. In some circumstances what Lauren had just done might be known as “the walk of shame” All Lauren was wondering was, why had she waited so long? Lauren caught sight of herself in the mirror. Her hair was a mess, her makeup a disaster. There was no question about it. Lauren had been freshly...

FlightRadar may not be the most used website by lovers of erotic fiction, but if you know you know. I had checked a hundred times already but the Airbus had left Oliver Tambo airport on time and the plane was currently somewhere over Congo. I had tried to get some sleep but my mind was having none of it. Everything we had written, every word we had spoken would soon be coming true.  We both knew that this was just too goo...