The anticipation was killing me. My viewpoint submissive at best, her legs straddling me, her body towering over me, her large breasts heavy and delightful, beckoned me. "Squirty cream?" she asked. "Honey..." I replied. I may as well have what I wanted, while devouring her tits. I lifted her breast with my hand, sucked a nipple as she squirted Rowe's honey onto it. It took some massaging and licking, but we got there. I s...

I was up first and strode into her office with stocking tops on full show. The interview took five minutes, most of that time was removing her knickers and getting the position just right. My cheating husband was up next. Always feeling more confident than I. Forty minutes later, we entered the lift. Both of us dripping juices from our chins, and both of us smelling of sex, but my blouse was far wetter than his shirt. My...

I was piloting a small motor boat, the deep blue sea, vast and yet calming. On the cushioned bow of the boat, I caught my wife prising her bikini bottoms down until they were discarded. Opening her legs she smiled at me and then slipped her finger along her wet slit before beckoning me towards her. Everything changed when the hand on my shoulder arrested my enthusiasm. "It's not you she wants, it's me," whispered her frie...

After securing the blindfold, I kissed and bit her bottom before prising her cheeks apart. My heart raced in anticipation. I dipped my head and started to devour her ass. Licking, sucking, probing. The door to the bedroom opened and my eyes connected with Marianna's. In silence, I was displaced with a stroke of her hand as she started eating the juicy flesh in front of her. One orgasm, followed by another, before she allo...

The holiday had started with a two-word text message the following morning. "I'm awake." My wife, asleep next to me as I arose. The door to the adjoining apartment was open. My eyes drawn to Mary, sitting up in bed, circling both nipples with the tips of her fingers. My cock bobbing by the time I covered the distance. Kneeling beside her, my mouth sucked on a stiff nipple. Her husband awoke and joined me feasting on her t...

He said the job would involve lots of oral. I took him at his word, thankful for the opportunity, but I was expecting the boss to talk to me while I took down everything he said. In reality, it was I that had to take everything down, including my knickers. It was I that had to do all the oral work, and it was I that ended up swallowing his load, more times than I care to remember. I should have realised something was amis...

Melissa's playful nature demanded he follow her, and it should have been no surprise to him that he'd be handcuffed to the corner pockets of the full-size snooker table. At the time, his were the only balls on the green baize. She humoured him, lowering her pussy onto his face and rubbing her snatch over his extended tongue until he brought her off. Oh! That grin on her face. Eyes widened when he caught sight of her chalk...

The seventeen-year-old girls burst through the big wooden doors into the main vestibule. Their intense laughter echoed loudly but the frivolity was suddenly lost to the cold atmosphere that seemed to suck the life out of them. Their boisterous behaviour was reduced to shrinking shyness and guarded whispers. A single middle-aged woman sitting near the back turned around at the commotion and shook her head before turning ba...

It was minutes after she kissed her husband goodbye, and with her hands shaking, Angela left her name, address and time slot on the CumFuckMeNow.Com website. She wandered back into the bedroom and pulled numerous lingerie items from her secret drawer. She swallowed hard, remembering the last time that she promised she wouldn’t go back to that website. The one-piece leather mini dress made her feel dirty and slutty. She ma...

They say that Christmas comes around once a year, and in the process causes much stress to those who have not prepared well enough, those who have to visit in-laws, those who are not fortunate enough to afford the most recent toy for their child, and those that struggle to come close to that turkey dinner that is always waiting in the wings. It’s that time of year when we are tested to our utmost, and you can almost feel...

Melissa opened the door just as the spotty sixteen-year-old, complete with a pumpkin under his arm, was about to knock. “Trick or treat,” he announced. Melissa peeled her coat from her body. His eyes bulged, his mouth dropped open and the pumpkin crashed to the floor. “You choose,” she said. “T–T–Treat,” he stammered. Melissa dropped to her knees and blew his cock for fifteen seconds before his soothing spunk slithered do...

They stood atop lover’s leap, hand in hand, staring into the thousand-foot void. “Together. Forever,” she announced. He nodded and turned to look into her eyes. They lurched at each other, lips crushing together, hands ripping their clothes to get at their tender flesh before they fell – onto the floor, inches from the cliff’s edge, his uncontrollable cock thrusting into her. The fuck was cosmic. Out of this world, orgasm...

I love people-watching, especially in the kind of bars that I frequent. Often, I sit in the corner, book in hand and a quiet glass of beer or the occasional Gin and Tonic. I peer over the top of my glasses when it suits me, which normally happens when someone enters the bar, or the noise level rises significantly. On normal evenings my gaze rests on those who enter for only a few seconds, maybe longer if they display driv...

Angela sat naked on the bed, her legs apart, her breasts heavy on her chest. I didn’t know how long she had been there, but her face lit up when I entered the hotel bedroom. I knew how much she loved to be touched, stroked, and yes, used and abused. Fucked to within an inch of her life, with fingers pulling and squeezing on her nipples. She loved the feel of a good pounding between her loins, fucked like a rag doll with h...

It's always intrigued me what goes through a woman’s mind when they flit from the kitchen to the lounge to the bedroom and back again. It makes it difficult to concentrate on work when you know something is up. “How was your day off?” I shouted from the makeshift study; a shabby desk in the corner of the lounge that had been converted for the sole purpose of working from home. I waited patiently for the reply. “I went to...