bangsandwhimpers

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 ›

It had been six weeks or more. I had stopped counting, utterly puzzled as to why I hadn’t seen him. Oh, he was still in touch, pawing at me occasionally like a lazy cat with a mouse. I wanted him… more ›

I hadn’t expected to fuck him again. He was supposedly dating someone so I hadn’t seen him for a good two or three months. But he kept messaging me, on and off. And then inevitably his relationship ended and the… more ›

I didn’t have long to get ready. Straight after work he’d said. I already had one of the favourite lingerie sets on. I selected the trompe l’oeil tights that look like suspenders. Knee high boots again. A black silk shirt,… more ›

This week we have a fabulous, or perhaps not so fabulous guest post from the lovely @CharlieInThe who blogs over at https://charlieinthepool.wordpress.com/ Sometimes it’s a bang, sometimes it’s a whimper. Unfortunately it’s the latter but we’ll let Charlie explain:  A… more ›

I had decided a new strategy at this point in my life – date men that I wasn’t physically attracted to. The last date was an American who had lied about his job and age. Still I ploughed on.  This one… more ›

I had decided he was the perfect fuck buddy. We had to arrange a definitive date because he had a kid. No funny business, and I wasn’t in love with him. Except he asks to stay the night this time. … more ›