Ricardo and Laia had been married for fifty-three years. They were sleeping less now they had reached their mid-seventies. They’d go to bed at eleven, read a bit and sleep. Then they’d wake at about five and pick up their books again. They loved reading. They attended church most weeks. They still attended the local festivals. Their daughters were both married and had long since left home. Ricardo and Laia lived for their...

I am sixty-eight years old. It is my second wedding night. I have not made love for decades. I lie on my back, naked. Trembling with anticipation. I watch my second husband undress. I saw him undress fifty years ago. He was my first, and now he will be my last. To my eyes, he is not the stiff, balding old man who climbs into bed with me. He's still the young charmer with the brilliantined hair. I hope I am still eighteen...

"Did you know that, in the old days, indecent exposure was a capital crime?" "Really?" "Yes. My great-uncle was hung for it. And very well hung he was too!" "Ha ha! Speaking of well-hung, Raul has quite the bulge in his trousers, you know. I never fail to notice it." I stored away this information. Two weeks later, Raul closed the bedroom door behind us. My mouth fell as his pants did. I did not know a human penis could g...

"Rob shagged Yuki." I froze. The girls were sitting behind me on the bus. I didn't know them or Rob. But how many Yukis could there be in town? "Apparently, she went down on him for two hours. He said she was the dirtiest girl he'd ever been with." I listened, aghast. "He said she begged him to take her up the ass, but he wouldn't." I smiled, relieved. That wasn't MY Yuki. She'd never do...that. That night, I called Yuki....

Blanca and Dani had been married for nine years. They’d married young, had two children and were only in their early thirties. Both were tall, and both had tattoos on their arms. They lived in a town called Cambrils, which was a seaside resort about two hours from Barcelona. It was a town with a lovely climate, and they often spent weekends at the beach. For the first years, they’d had a lot of sex. They were both young a...

"Close your eyes," I tell him. He stands ten yards away. He is shirtless. A nervous college virgin. I watch him tense as he feels me approach, blind. I reach for his button and undo it, then unzip his fly. He realises what I'm doing and is hard at once. With his penis out, I kneel. I lick his trembling glans, then my mouth forms an O. My tongue has a roommate. They get on well, embracing at once. I suck his cock and fondl...

It wouldn’t be long now. She knew. She made sure to sit up as much as she could. She tried so, so hard to walk and, with a stick, could make it to the nurse’s station. But, sometimes, she could not even eat solid food and had to be fed on a drip. Two years of sickness had left Ester little more than a bag of skin and bones. When she was first diagnosed, she’d dreamed of what might have been. Of passionate love affairs on...

"Rebeca...I want to apologise. I'm sorry I was mean to you when we were growing up." Rebeca looked up, and into her brother's eyes. Jorge's lips were pursed, and he was looking straight at her. She could see he meant it. She looked down. "Ok. Thanks." There was silence, then she said, "You...damaged my confidence. With boys, especially" "I know. I'm sorry." Jorge looked at his sister, now a woman, now to be married. She w...

When I was a girl, my uncle gave me a book called "Boy", by Roald Dahl. "This is what school was like in my day!" he said. I doubt he intended "Boy" to have the effect it did. Reread it aged twenty. Dahl's memories of school canings...interested me. I tried self-spanking. Not enough. I went to a dom. "Bend over!" The magic words. Presenting my bare backside? Hot, trust me. "Owww!" My first stroke. Swish....crack! "Ahhhh!"...

I sat on the train, and I felt like the loneliest person in the world. I was looking out of the window. The Spanish countryside was racing past. There was a lump in my throat. I was trying not to cry. I’d split with Sergei six weeks earlier, but it wasn’t that. No, I was upset because Sergei, my first love and the man I’d given my virginity to, had announced he was gay. He’d first told me he was seeing someone. That hurt....

Juan's favourite memory of his one night with Joana was not coming, or even her vocal orgasm. It was the moment when she reached down and pulled her shirt up to expose her belly. That was his invitation. Seeing that white tummy, his autopilot kicked in. There were curtains to close. A condom to find. A neck to kiss and a vagina to explore with his tongue. How she writhed! He saw her naked breasts, buttocks, hips and thigh...

My introduction to sex was not a best-practice model. When I was seventeen, my parents left me and my older sister, who was twenty and home from college, alone at home while they went for an anniversary weekend away. I was still a virgin at the time, though I had a boyfriend, and I was supposed to be out at a party at his house. I went to the party, but it didn't go well. Some alcohol had been smuggled in. My boyfriend dr...

My name is Carla. Five foot nine. I have brown hair that I wear shoulder length. My dad is Mexican and my mum is American, so I'm half Latina. I'm a concert standard violinist and a professional music teacher. I am also in a stable relationship nowadays. As you’re about to hear, I haven’t always been so sensible…. I would have led a more, shall we say, restrained sex life if my cousin had not passed when I was thirteen. T...

My name is Ana. I’m twenty-four years old. I’m quite short, only five foot six. I have black hair, which I wear to my shoulders in a ponytail. I wear glasses most of the time…although not in bed, of course! I have a scar on my belly from where I had to have surgery when I was young. I’m from a small town called Prades in Spain, and I grew up with just my mum because my dad passed when I was young. As it was just me and mu...

Adataneses didn't love her husband until she realised he had saved her life. Life and politics had brought them together, and they'd lived as man and wife and they'd known what it was to lie together. Then the flood came. At first, it seemed like just an unusually long spell of rain. Houses of people they knew were flooding, and there seemed no end to the downpour. Then Japeth, her husband, failed to come home for two nig...