Sophie stood on deck, leaning into the railing and letting the breeze sweep her long blonde hair back over her shoulders. The harbour was receding, the expanse of blue water between the boat she stood on and the coastline growing larger. She’d always love...

I’m in front of the large mirror when you enter the bathroom dressed in just your boxers, your hair ruffled from sleep. The air is heavy from my shower a few minutes ago, with a hint of fragrant steam still lingering. I’m stood in my bra and panties, lett...

Years later, once life had turned all too predictable, Phoebe would wonder how she’d not been more appreciative of the fun and freedom of the summer before she began her last year of college, when she was twenty-two. She’d hoped to work in conservation wh...

I was at a sex party with my boyfriend Adam, the first one either of us had attended, and an encounter with another couple had already led to several orgasms. As we’d agreed beforehand, neither of us had fucked or been fucked by anyone else, but I’d been...

In the first part of my story I explained how I’d been surprised to receive an email invitation to a sex party, and that, after some discussion, my boyfriend Adam and I had decided to attend. The party was being held in a luxurious London mansion, and we...

It was a Wednesday lunchtime, the middle of January, and I was at my desk wishing it was Friday evening already. Everything felt depressing; the weather, the 4pm sunsets, the blankness of January after the sociable frenzy of December. I didn’t have exciti...

A few years ago I had a job which came with lots of invitations to swanky dinners and parties. I was expected to go and network on behalf of our company and I was usually happy to have the night out, the great food, wine and on a good night, interesting c...