My aunt Eleanor is loaded. She lives in a big house packed with antiques and works of art. I was never quite sure what the relationship between my parents and Eleanor was, or what made me her nephew, but I knew she wasn't a direct blood relative. I was never sure if she'd been married but there were rumours there'd been men in her life. For some reason, she seemed to take a liking to my father and my parents wanted to mak...

When my dear wife died, leaving me a single man again aged sixty, my sex life reverted to what it had been for years before I met her, to porn and masturbation. The only difference was that much of my porn consisted of my collection of erotic pictures I’d taken of my wife since our twenties. They showed her nude or in underwear in poses as hot as any porn, and I masturbated, remembering the feel of her naked body against...

I'm one of the few male teachers at St. Matilda's Academy for Young Ladies, an exclusive and very expensive English private school for girls. I teach an upper year class of seventeen to nearly nineteen year olds. It's a voyeur’s paradise, as all my girls seem to be trying to outdo each other in wearing the thinnest, most boob-clinging school uniform white blouses, the shortest grey pleated skirts and the most sheer black...

I’d reached the age of nineteen and every time I visited our local newsagent store, I couldn’t keep my eyes off the covers of the adult magazines on the top shelf. Even just the bikini- and underwear- clad women on the covers drove me wild, knowing what might be inside. Though I was into internet porn, there was just something so tempting about those magazines. I was now legally old enough to buy them, but I was too embar...

My wife Jayne and I were on holiday on the Mediterranean coast. We're in our mid thirties but in our hotel, we'd got friendly with an older couple who were also on holiday. They explained they'd won a family holiday in a competition so having a free holiday they'd persuaded their two sons - Adrian, who was eighteen, and Michael, who was nearly twenty - to come with them. One evening we'd had dinner with the family. The bo...

My manager at work Julie travels regularly to Germany on business from our London office. Usually she travels by herself but on this occasion she asked me to come with her to help with some tough negotiations. Julie's about forty, five years older than me. She's an attractive woman with a good figure and short slightly curly blonde hair. She's a tough negotiator but she wears glasses that make her look professional and at...

I hadn’t been looking forward to Christmas. It had been a hard year for me, but at least the long and painful battle of my divorce was finally over. I’d turned forty, and I still had a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in, though it would be a lonely bed with only my ever-faithful right hand for satisfaction. I wished the rest of me had been as faithful. But apart from that it had been a brilliant year in business. Our...

I was nineteen, and on the last holiday I ever took with my parents before I went to university. We were staying in a beach chalet, a sort of big wooden hut next to the sea owned by friends of my parents, Ray and his wife Janet. Ray and Janet were with us that time. I guess Janet was aged late thirties and Ray a bit older. Janet was an attractive brunette with curly dark hair down just to her ears and had a figure a woman...

I'm a regular guy in my thirties, single, into porn, masturbation and having a girl when I can get one, but guys I know kid me about my wildlife photography hobby. I'd be out taking pictures of birds, insects and flowers, while they were out watching football or in the pub chasing girls. I'd often won prizes in photography competitions, but an amazing weekend came when my photography won me a different kind of prize. I wa...

My former manager Steve had a picture of his wife Carol on his office desk. She was a dark-haired beauty, aged about forty. The picture showed her in a bright patterned swimsuit, which, though a one-piece, seemed to emphasise her curves even more sensually than a bikini would. It was high cut at her hips and so narrow between her legs it only just covered her sex mound. Her big breasts all but oozed out of its deep-cut cl...

I was on one of my regular business trips to Europe and this time I was with my boss, Sonia. After a day of tedious meetings, arriving back at our hotel I’d promised myself an evening of porn and masturbation in my hotel room. But my plans for the evening were shattered when Sonia said she wanted us to go through the figures and our position again for our meeting the next day. That was the last thing I wanted to do. Sonia...

I was on an off-site business meeting with my team at work. About a dozen of us were away at a conference centre. After a couple of days of intense meetings we had a few hours of free time to unwind. The place had a good indoor pool and I decided to go for a swim. The pool was empty except for me and another guy, Marcus. We chatted and learned we’d both been competition swimmers for our colleges. We swam pacing each other...

In my student days, aged about nineteen or twenty, I went to lots of wild student parties. Some in particular stick in my mind. Here’s one. I still remember most of what happened but if I’ve forgotten any detail I’ve added what would inevitably have happened. As usual at our parties, as the night drew on, boys and girls were starting to shed their clothes. In fact, in one room lit by a blue light bulb, boys and girls were...

I’m a guy who likes to strut his stuff. So when I was on one of my regular business trips to Germany and discovered my hotel had a sauna, knowing nudity is the norm in German saunas I couldn’t resist. It was the perfect opportunity of showing off what I’d got and of course to see if any other girl or guy was interested in showing off theirs. Up in my hotel room, I stripped naked and studied myself in the big wall mirror....

When my friend Clive and his wife Amanda invited me and my wife to their daughter Fiona's engagement party we reluctantly agreed. Though my wife didn't get on badly with Amanda she couldn't see why any woman should have such spectacular looks and a figure as Amanda and have such a perfect marriage too. I felt something of the same. Clive had gone from success to success while I'd plodded on. Added to all that our son had...