This story takes place in between my two marriages, so around 1985 - a time in my life when I was going a bit crazy, chasing every piece of skirt that so much as smiled at me. My excuse is that I was trying to nullify the pain from my marriage breakup. Most of my old mates were married, so I was hanging out with Dennis, a mate I’d flatted with in London before my first marriage. One weekend in August, Dennis and I took of...

Back in the day, I was an apprentice aircraft engineer at TEAL (Tasman Empire Airways Ltd), which later became Air New Zealand. It was a five-year apprenticeship, and we apprentices generally spent three months in each section of the workshops. In my first year, I spent time in engine refurbishment on Allison T56 turboprop engines, Lycoming O-360 engines and the Pratt & Whitney R2800CB engines. Plus I spent a month in the...

The next morning, Aaron woke early, apologising that he had to get on-site before 7:30 am. He said he’d drive down that evening, but Veronique told him to stay up on site for a couple of days, as she wanted to go home and talk with her parents and sort out clothes before moving in permanently. After Aaron had left, she got up and showered, then dressed for her appointment at 10:00. She had a couple of hours to kill, so af...

Sue and Cath didn’t take any notice of James and me racing through our breakfasts. But Sue looked a bit puzzled when I stood, so I told her we had something to do before we packed our bags, and we headed for the beach to find a spot where James could resume his account of the previous night’s activities. —— James was eager to get his encounter off his chest - “The kiss with Naomi was incredible; she wrapped her arm behind...

In 2006 my husband Tom and I went on holiday in the Northern Territories of Australia. We had been married for a little over a year, so this was our first holiday away together since our honeymoon. We travelled from one tourist spot to another and stayed in cabins at the local caravan parks. My name is Cindy, I have a nice trim figure, and I'm not averse to letting guys see it nowadays. But back when this story takes plac...

This story should be part of my 'Archives Of A Pretentious Playboy' series - actual experiences from my misspent youth. But as the first two stories got such poor reader numbers, I'm guessing the title may be too pretentious and put people off reading. Then again, it could just be that no one is interested in my sordid past. Helpful information: The cheapest way to buy beer in 70's England was in four or seven-pint cans c...

This next story will be out of sequence, but I want to get it off my chest. I'm skipping a few years to an episode near the end of my first marriage in Christchurch. I need to cover some background and give context to how this fucked up story transpired. If you have read some of my earlier stories, you will know that I sowed many wild oats in my youth. So when I met my first wife in 1974, I was twenty-six, tired of all th...

I started writing on this site about ten years ago. I joined intending to notate some of the more memorable of my sexual encounters. But as I started writing, I realised my writing skills were not up to scratch, and the fear of exposing some of the young ladies and married women I'd slept with held me back. So my early writings are mostly made-up stories built around things I had done or seen. Now sixty or so stories late...

Carol stepped into her room, the bed was made up, but little else had changed. And so she was sure Ray had not come back during the day. She entered the bathroom and studied herself in the mirror. Her clothes were covered in dust from the desert, and she looked battered and worn. She stripped and got in the shower, scrubbing herself clean, then rechecked her body and saw that apart from her puffy, abused fanny, there was...

Carol lay in bed, ears pricked to hear if Ray had really left this time. She was tired but couldn't stop thinking about the previous evening. She was as guilty as hell but thinking about what she had done made her horny. She drew her knees up, slipped her hand between her legs, and settled her fingers amongst her tender folds. She tried to ease her guilt by telling herself that Ray had all but admitted he had tried to get...

Carol joined DJ in the shower, and as he had earlier that day, he washed her carefully and dried her down. When he finished, she wrapped a towel around herself in case Kurt was still waiting in the bedroom. DJ's ministrations in the shower had made her horny again, and she would have happily dragged him back to bed if Kurt had not been in the apartment. The novelty of him being black, well-built and younger turned her on...

Here I was in Las Vegas, USA; Somewhere I had wanted to visit for years. The city of sin, lights and excitement. Not that I was looking for sin, I was very happily married. It was my first time in America; my husband had been twice before on business and was here on business again, only this time, we had paid for my airfare so I could tag along and see the sights. We had left our son and daughter with Ray's parents and ha...

I first saw Dave at my girlfriend Diane’s party. I was twenty-eight and still a virgin. That night, he didn’t even know that I existed. I watched him navigate the floor, chatting with every girl in the place, and many of them were keen to make his acquaintance. But near midnight, when I was plucking up the courage to join a circle at which he was the main attraction, the husband of another woman took umbrage with Dave abo...

Raylene and I had been married for eleven years; they had been incredibly good years. We were very social, on the town two or three times a week. We had family events, a lot of functions at our tennis club, and several other groups of friends we frequently met up with. One group we saw a lot was Raylene’s netball friends and their husbands. We met with them at least twice a month and had a lot of holidays together, both i...

Rachael woke around 6:15 pm. The two hours of sleep had left her feeling much worse than when she had laid down. She stumbled into the shower and let the lukewarm water revive her. Then, she turned the hot water off and tried to stay under the cold cascade for as long as possible. Refreshed, she stood in front of the mirror and checked out her body, expecting to see some signs of change after her adventures with those wel...