Self Made
"When one's thoughts becomes another's reality"
I couldn't get her out of my head. Her moans were like a song on repeat. I wanted nothing more than to be with her once again. Every time I closed my eyes I could see her, feel her and...
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Boys’ Changing Room
"Team wank competition"
I'm Robbie, I've been playing football most my life and when I was sixteen I began to love it even more and since that day I've learnt to explore myself and experiment in many ways. I'll explain what happened and...
Early Cock Fun
"My early cock fun"
My first encounter with a guy was in a cottage near where I lived with a girlfriend. Quite a small cottage, two cubicles, and long, divided, urinal. I was just eighteen and had left home to live in a small...
Sarah Crowther Has An Evening Out – Part 2
"Sixty-something woman gets fucked by seventeen-year-old youth with her husband watching, husband then takes his turn"
Husband and wife Phil and Sarah Crowther, both aged in their early sixties, had found that their sex life had diminished to close to nothing in recent years except when it got sparked in a certain way. The spark was...
The Things That Happen At Dusk
"A peaceful evening in the garden turns out to be a rare and not to be missed opportunity."
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...
Dialogues – Catherine the Great and Prince Platon Alexandrovich Zubov
"Rumour has it that the Empress of All Russia was a dirty bitch. Let's find out."
"I've got one." "Sssshhhh." "But..." "What have I said about when I'm reading?" "I'm not to disturb you when you're reading." "What am I doing?" "You're reading, but..." "Look, how many times do I have to tell you that I really don't care about your puerile computer...
Under The Table
"Carol’s night out turns out to be more adventurous than planned."
The Bear on the Hill is one of my regular drinking establishments on a Friday evening. I seemed to have reserved this place in the corner consisting of a couple of chairs, a table that’s just high enough to sit under...
Dialogues – George Eliot
"Two Georges and an over-sized hand."
"So you can't write dialogue.""Nope. Not at all. Rubbish at it.""Are you sure that it's can't and not don't?" "Can't, don't. Six of one and half a dozen of the other. The stories are all me, me, me. No dialogue because there's...
Sheila’s Stay At The Guest House
"Sheila catches the son of the Guest House owners wanking into her worn knickers"
Sheila Metcalf stayed at the same seaside Guest House two or three times a year and had done over the last fifteen years or so. She originally went there with her late husband Colin, but sixty-one-year-old Sheila had continued to...
Sex City
"Powerless to the infamous Zarana"
It is Friday night. Zarana’s motorbike purrs as she rides across the square. Her leather-clad body feels the motorbike’s engine throbbing between her thighs. She parks up and pulls off her helmet; long black hair falls down her back. Her...