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Joely's Swim

‘That feels fucking lovely,’ she screamed.

He didn’t return to the lake till Monday, a beautifully warm sunny day with a mild south-westerly wind, perfect for swimming. Alone, he plunged into the ice-cold water, crawling as far as the mass of tangled brambles, lichen-petrified trees, bushes coveri...

Spray Me With Your Sperms

'My egg is ripe and wants you to spray her with your sperms.'

'My egg is ripe and wants you to spray her with your sperms,' I murmured seductively, 'Would you like to come to bed with me, Simon, and try for a baby?' I knelt upright on the soiled bedsheets, clasped my hands to my breasts, covering my erect nipples, o...

And Why Not?

She’ll come soon waggling her feet showing her candy socks to voyeurs watching her perform, wanking.

And why not? After all, they keep her feet warm. Other than her candy pink socks, she is naked, pure, ripe for fucking. And she’s about to be fucked, rigidly, deeply, penetratively, harder, than she’s ever been fucked before. He crouches over her, his leg...

Big Ask

He asks me to wear my hat while I am being fucked in the arse by his colossal, fat, ridge-veined cock.

He asks to fuck me with my woolly hat and socks on. I find this a big ask, if I am honest, as I love to thrash my head and legs about wildly, screaming blue murder while I am being fucked in the arse by his colossal, fat, ridge-veined cock. I have a bald...

My Pregnant Pause

I ask him if we can go upstairs - and fuck.

I am heavy with child. My breasts are swollen with milk, and my abdomen is fully distended. I slump on the wicker chair, feeling my baby prod my stomach. My man marvels at how I push myself to the utter limits of my endurance to birth my miracle. Sure, he...

Another Man’s Wife

While on business Jerry meets a married woman and takes her to his hotel room for some investigation.

The blonde across the bar was dressed to kill in a hot white number, her perfect tits barely contained. The first glance lasted a little longer than it should have. The second one was more deliberate and lingered long enough for a sexy little smile to spr...

Never Cross Arty, Part 1

London, early 1960s. Beneath its surface, the was a different world.

Rose was under my desk between my legs! This woman could do things with her mouth and tongue I never thought possible. I could hear her fingers slicking inside her as she worked on me. This was supposed to be Rose's bonus, not mine! I looked down at her,...

Bob’s evening with a call girl

Bob recalls a speacil evening he would never forget

This is something I don’t do on a regular basis, if anything it’s only ever happened on a couple of occasions in my life. This time stood out in particular to the rest, and on this occasion my wife was the one who had suggested the idea. Jacqueline was go...

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Bob, Jacqueline, Jae and Shaft

Bob plays with the secretary, then takes her home to share with Jacqueline...Fun,fun fun

It was only a few months ago, and I had been working back late in the office one evening. There was only myself and Jae, our receptionist. Jae had only been working for our company for no more than 6 months. Every time I would walk past her desk, I would...