The sun is already hot and high in the sky as I step off the train at Brighton railway station, along with several hundred other Londoners, all keen to get out of the big dirty city and breathe in some fresh sea air. I’ve already attracted some attention on the train, as I’m wearing a short denim skirt and a tight, thin, white sleeveless t-shirt with no bra, so my boobs and nipples are clearly visible. I love it when peop...

"Well damn,” I muttered, exiting the bathroom to find my husband sound asleep. He’d had one too many beers, after all. Too keyed up to sleep, I slid on my robe and quietly slipped from the room. I made my way down the stairs, planning to snag a drink from the bar. It would’ve been nice to share a drink with the wives of Brad’s best friends, but at the last minute, neither had been able to join us. As I reached the bottom,...

“That’s it. Bend over more and stick your ass out. Beautiful. Now stick your fingers inside your dripping wet cunt. That’s so hot! I want to fuck myself just looking at you. He’ll love it!” I heard the shutter-snap of my phone taking the picture and then, “Ok, sent.” The week since my boyfriend met my parents flew by in a blur. The semester started, which made work busy and hectic with students needing their overpriced bo...

That night was a storm of firsts for me. I was once involved in a group-sex thing but it wasn’t anything close to a premeditated orgy and didn’t have Kiera, the Princess of perversion, conducting everything. I gave in to the decadence and left my inhibitions at the door. The rest of that night was a blur of naked, tangled limbs; of tongues and hands; and of hard cocks and drenched pussies. I was eventually exhausted and G...

The week leading to Friday dragged, and every time I set eyes on Rebecca in the morning made it worse. I don’t know how many times I masturbated in the evenings but it was unhealthy for a forty-two-year-old man. All I could see when I lay down on the bed was a writhing teenager ploughing her pussy with her fingers and bringing herself off. At least, the day had finally arrived and I ate my evening meal at seven at the gar...

Summer evenings are just wonderful when the breeze is low and there is still warmth in the air. The dark blue skies mould themselves into dusk and the gentle rustle of the Acer branches and leaves above my head and the smell of the freshly watered fern beds is very relaxing. With only my shorts on, I’m more than comfortable sitting and drinking in the near silence of nature. A spider grabs my attention in the bushes. It’s...

Crouched naked on my bed and with my ear pressed to the wall, I could hear Di having sex again. “Oh fuck, that’s so good, lick me there, on my clit, like that, yes.” “Jesus, babe, you’re so wet. And you taste amazing.” “Yeah, they all say that. Shut up and keep licking. I need to come.” There was silence for a few moments, apart from the creak of the cheap student bed and Di’s moans of pleasure. I pictured the anonymous g...

Wimbledon. A district and town of South West London, but the first thing you get when you look it up on the internet is the tennis results. Wimbledon is the home of the Lawn Tennis Association and hosts one of the most prestigious tennis tournaments in the world. The internet contains abundant footage of top-class tennis players, umpires, line judges and ball boys and girls, all captured on high definition. What it doesn’...