bangsandwhimpers

bangsandwhimpers

Welcome to you , dearest reader

You have stumbled upon an almanac encompassing incredible, hilarious and dreadful dalliances spanning ten years and counting

Some are bangs, some are just whimpers: it’s all here in probably way too much detail

Pull up your chaise longue, extend your legs, take off your pants and mix a drink of your choice

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bangs and whimpers

  • The DJ

    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 ›

  • The Banking Analyst, again. 

    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 ›

  • The Facilities Manager part three

    He is snuggled into me on the sofa, nibbling my neck, hands on my knees rather like the first time we met. Except the sofa is in my house and this is a Sunday morning, a little earlier than arranged. … more ›

  • The Banking Analyst 

    We met for dinner. It wasn’t in the plan but the bar we were supposed to visit was closed for a private party. We ate tapas and talked about boxing, banking and bonking.  He was French, with a beautiful accent… more ›

  • The Waiter

    It was my first night on holiday, the transfer was late and I was already tired as the heat and the excitement had caught up with me. I wandered around trying to find somewhere to eat – away from the… more ›

  • The Facilities Manager Part 2 

    His technique should be patented or trademarked and sold around the world to all men. Actually : no. I want it all to myself.  I have never been with someone so confident and creative. For the second time in my… more ›

  • The Facilities Manager 

    We are in a cab which he has arranged, speeding through parts of the city I know well. So well I am even pointing out landmarks. I can’t look at him: I am still incredulous that this beautiful man wants… more ›

  • The Policy Advisor part three

    We meet again within 5 days; I joke that this is the quickest return fuck I’ve ever had. It is as if we have both discovered some new drug or a magical elixir that we cannot leave alone. He is… more ›

  • The Policy Advisor part deux 

    The evening does not end there reader. It is only fair that I now pay attention to him. And what a beautiful cock! In the flesh it is long and hard and as it was on the pictures he begrudgingly… more ›

  • The Policy Advisor 

    We’re in the dining room, he’s about to kiss me. His hands go tentatively around my back. I’m only too happy to be kissed here, it’s not usually where anything happens. I mean, I barely do any dining in there… more ›