"Debbie, I had a meeting on Friday with, as it transpired, an old friend of yours who informed me she has been your bestie ever since your school days, Jenny Hammond," David said to me. We were doing as we do, spending a romantic Saturday morning, which usually means fucking for England until we went out for our traditional pub lunch. We had been trying new positions for hours, and, of course, our latest favourite, David,...

My name is Alison Bathgate. I am thirty-three years old, and fortunately for me, with my radiant face and stunning figure, friends and family frequently inform me that I comfortably pass for a girl in her twenties, if not her teens. That is flattery that I never tire of hearing. I divorced David, my ex-husband, three years ago after marrying him when I was twenty-four after seven years of courting. We waited that long to...

My name is Jenny Fuller, and I'm in my final year at Grammar School. At seventeen, nearly eighteen, I consider myself a reasonably sensible and mature young lady. I am fortunate to possess an athletic, fully developed figure, and at five-foot-seven tall, I'm fortunate to be well-proportioned in all the relevant places. I attend school in Essex, where I live happily with my Mummy, whom I respect and love dearly. I'm outgoi...

"Fuck me harder, yes harder, oh fucking yes, I'm there, yeeeeees," I screamed as John pumped his magnificent penis vigorously inside my responsive vagina. He pounded me until I wept tears of joy as I exploded when he shot his spunk into my throbbing pussy. I arched my back, pushing my pelvis upwards to meet his cock, tossing my long blond hair from side to side. I couldn't stop shaking or crying with joy while experiencin...

Looking at Gregg sleeping beside me, I knew I had never felt so content as I lay staring into his handsome face. This attractive, good-to-be-with, built-like-a-stallion young man may give me at least ten years in age, but he is arguably the most impressive and desirable fellow I have ever had the pleasure to feel between my legs. I have embraced being single for the last five years, and there aren't many sexual activities...

My mummy, Carol, was sitting in Miss James's office with tears beginning to blur her eyes. She was waiting to witness me, her only daughter Amy, suffer a headmistress's caning, six strokes across the palms of my hands. We both understood why I was there and agreed with Miss James it was nothing less than I deserved. My name is Amy Thompson. I have just turned eighteen and will complete my final year at Berkley Grammer Sch...

My long blonde hair tossed from side to side as my head swayed in perfect harmony with David's cock as it was fucking my pussy vigorously. My clitoris protruded like a small penis, as it always does when being sexually aroused. While my love juices sprayed in torrents soaking David, I was experiencing the delights of rediscovering the pleasures of multiple orgasms. My pussy was steaming as my back arched as I met his powe...

It is the month of June in the year nineteen sixty-two. After six years at senior school, in less than two months, I will complete my education. Little did I know that it would be the couple of months that would change my life forever. I live in Essex, attend Rockfield Grammar school for girls and find the predicament I find myself in so difficult to comprehend. One minute, I believed I was the most contented girl alive a...

As the cane whistled through the air, only stopping when striking my innocent palm with a crack, I yelped at the pain emanating from my hand. I had promised myself I would take my punishment stoically and not cry or make a fuss but never realised that the pain would be this demanding. Despite my best effort to be brave, tears were running down my cheeks and flowing freely as the cane strokes landed, causing excruciate sti...

My pussy was on fire as I screamed with delight as David fucked me until I was crying with joy. My back arched as his cock penetrated deep into my welcoming hole. I exploded with an earth-shattering orgasm as David's spunk from his throbbing cock, hit the back of my burning hot pussy like a bullet. "God," I thought to myself, life couldn't get any better than this. My name is Jane Stanley, a petite blond who attracts boys...

My name is Debbie Smart. I divorced Mike three years ago, my childhood sweetheart, before becoming my spouse. We had a sexually fulfilling marriage, dominated by my obsession with the cane and Mike's love of fucking my arse. We gradually drifted apart until Mike found true love, so he told me with his nineteen-year-old trainee!! I am a thirty-five-year-old blue-eyed blond, a bisexual sex-mad nymphomaniac with a rampant co...

My name is Lucy Edwards. I am seventeen, nearly eighteen years old, a five-foot-six tall blond, slim and rather attractive, so friends of both sexes tell me. One evening a week, I attend a Further Education college with my best friend Debbie Smart to study "A" level Sociology because my school doesn't deliver this qualification. We require this for the university courses we had identified, so this proved ideal and recomme...

My name is Debbie Webb, nee Smart. I'm five-foot-seven with large blue eyes, long slender legs, and naturally blond hair. I have been married to Mike, my schoolboy sweetheart, for three years and have lived together for five. I have fashionably styled hair cut into a page boy bob. My admirers of both sexes tell me I have stunning looks with a figure so hot it could melt ice. I've worked in the home office since finishing...

My name is Susan Smart, I am a petite blond, looking fit to fuck at forty-three years of age, so they tell me. I divorced in my thirties and lived happily with my daughter Debbie until she married her long-term boyfriend Mike last year. I have enjoyed relationships with both sexes, including my boss, daughter, and her mother-in-law. I am addicted to corporal punishment since my school experiences and it plays a massive pa...

My name is Sharon Burly, Shaz to my friends. I am forty-three years old and have been happily divorced from Bill, my ex, for five years. I like to think I keep myself attractive, as my relationships since my divorce appear to support this. I have been seeing my long-time friend Susan's ex-husband for the last couple of months. I have always found David, her ex, attractive and pleasant company. When we bumped into each oth...