One event in my calendar that I always look forward to is Sabrina’s sexy girlfest. It coincides with her husband’s annual golfing vacation and enables five horny women to meet up at her delightful country house for a weekend of sexy female fun. We enjoy a simple diet of fruit, champagne and orgasms and when we're all in the hot tub together we share some of the highlights of our sexual encounters during the previous year....

I sat at the back of the 127 bus to Wakefield. The infamous blocks of flats along with the cathedral’s spire scraped the night’s sky. The glowing signs of numerous fast food joints whizzed by as the bus sped up Westgate. I watched the groups of people starting their journey on the ‘Westgate run.’ I smirked as I saw some pretty lame Halloween costumes amongst them. “What are you laughing at?” Chris, my boyfriend, asked. “J...

Something is going on. I don’t know what it is, and it makes me nervous. I’ve had this feeling all week. Now it’s Friday evening and I’m all in the dark.I mean this literally. Straight after work I went to the sex shop, where my videos now show on repeat, the ones where I demonstrate various products. The latest video shows me in bondage. A spreader bar holds my legs apart, and my wrists are attached to the metal too. I’m...

I’m on tenterhooks all Sunday waiting for the call. When it does come it’s almost dark out. It’s been just over a week since I’ve seen Catherine, what with her husband being home, although I’ve had videos of her to me to keep me company. I don’t care where he is, all I care about is that Catherine has said she has plans for us, whatever that means. She tells me to meet her in the car park outside a boarded up pub. She cou...

My mother employed a carpenter to do some minor alterations to the back of our house. I am her daughter Elizabeth, affectionately known as Libby. My current profession is a full time university student, and when I am not at University, I am usually at home studying or working part time as a waitress. I am eighteen years old and I have Jack, a quasi boyfriend who sometimes accompanies me to parties or other events for comp...

It’s fascinating how something as simple as a family snapshot can suddenly bring back vivid memories of an event that makes your heart skip a beat. In my case it was a photograph of me standing next to my car that reminded me of a wonderful morning of horny sex with a gorgeous Italian guy on my parent’s big pine kitchen table. When I was at school I read several autobiographies and decided that, when I was a rich and famo...

I trudged through the deep snow, trying to get as far from civilisation as possible. The forest was dark, it was desolate and it was safe. For a few weeks, there had been reports of some kind of infection spreading around the world like wildfire. Our harbours and airports had all been closed as several countries succumbed to this virus but it was too late. It had already breached Russia and was now beginning to cause chao...

My body quivers with excitement, and not only because I’m on my knees in the bedroom with my husband’s cock in my mouth. Not even because there’s someone else in the house. The God Botherer is waiting in the kitchen.Perhaps I should explain. The God Botherer is what John calls his personal assistant in private, though to her face and publicly he calls her Ms. McLeod or, on rare occasions, Charlotte. I find her rather swee...

I had decided to befriend a young woman who nobody wanted to know. She was aloof and very different from any of the other females that lived in the district. She was also a year or two older than most of the other women as well. Doris possessed a perfect body but her facial appearance left something to be desired. She had long straight hair, a prominent sharp nose, slightly buck teeth and beautiful dark brown eyes. She wa...

The clear, blue ocean stretched out in front of us as we drove along the coastal road. It was like a Welcome Back sign to Kyle and I. One year had passed since our last visit and we had been looking forward to this year’s trip to Cornwall. As always, the sun was beaming down and the local towns were getting ready for the surge of tourists coming to visit their golden beaches.I pulled into our hotel and it was like déjà vu...

Kyle and I had been dating a few months when we decided to go on our first vacation together. It wasn’t anything too extravagant or exotic, just a small coastal town in the south west of England. Prior to our relationship, I had been to Cornwall a few times and felt as though it would be the perfect escape for both of us. The people were friendly, the weather was gorgeous, the sea was clear and above all, the countryside...