bangsandwhimpers

It’s my day off, a beautiful sunny afternoon and he’s coming over. I only have half an hour to prepare. I select stockings and suspenders, a bra he hasn’t seen before. Modest heels and a jumper and skirt – it’s too… more ›

She wakes up wet, the tops of her thighs sticky with her own juices. It’s a shame to shower it away but he will be here soon and she wants to be ready. She decides on no bra – she wants… more ›

Oh reader. I know what you’re thinking already – him again? Even with the sex faces? This time I’m cooking him dinner. I’ve asked a male friend what to cook and in pushing the boat out and practically setting sail with… more ›

It’s our second date. We meet late, after a concert and I realise I really fancy him. We have a great night and flirt outrageously. He ends up asking to come back to mine- some excuse about needing to charge… more ›

I dash upstairs, hardly believing what is happening. I grab another condom and run back down. He can’t decide how he wants me, but this time we are on the sofa. We don’t go back upstairs. First I’m sat swallowing… more ›

He takes some lube from the drawer and smears it all over his cock and hands, probing behind me to feel my ass and slide a finger there. He discovers I’ve been wearing a buttplug the entire time and laughs.… more ›

I open the door. He steps in, kisses me, grabs my arse and holds it. As agreed, I sink to a crouching position and start to undo his trousers. It’s difficult as his crotch is bulging and I have to… more ›

He’s on the same bus as me. But he doesn’t know it yet. I’m so excited I could burst, and I don’t want the mundanity of the bus journey to spoil it. I’m sitting at the front and he’s confirmed… more ›

 I really didn’t want to fuck him. But he was here now and there was nothing I could do. Everything about him repulsed me. Why? I had become choosy with my partners, once I had tasted the most sublime sex… more ›

I go first, flicking my hair as I climb, breathing heavily with excitement. I can hardly believe he’s here, let alone about to fuck me. He stops halfway up the stairs muttering about emptying his pockets. I stand and wait… more ›