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 Date Part One

    It was our first proper date. Dinner and a movie.  With anyone else, or even alone, these things are mundane, everyday. He held my hand all through the film, his fingers twisted with mine. He threw an arm around my… more ›

  • Sex and Drugs and Rock and Roll 

    This time he brought weed. It was good shit as well. As soon as I unrolled the foil wrapping the plastic bag I could smell it wasn’t just some run of the mill stuff. As he rolled he playfully grabbed… more ›

  • The Hotel Boy – Part two

    Post-fuck. He’d already eaten and refilled his wine glass. Now he wanted to play me some music – his music. Mine wasn’t good enough. And then he wanted to show me some YouTube videos. Alrighty then. We lay there, his… more ›

  • She Just Left The Room

    She was the only girl in room full of men and their bikes – exchanging titbits and regaling stories, with handles reminiscent of mountain bike brands: Mongoose, Kuna, Fox1979. You were one of them and your handle was also a… more ›

  • The Hotel Boy – part one

    I never expected to see him again, let alone fuck him. Yet here I was, hurriedly donning suspenders, stockings and new knickers. I had to go and collect him from the station. It was the first time I’d worn this… more ›

  • Heavy

    We’ve been fucking for what feels like a while this time. I’ve sucked his dick, he’s pounded me from behind, pulling my hair and tentatively slapping my butt. I’ve sat on him and come pretty quickly – a glorious return… more ›

  • Palatable 

    ” You taste different” he remarks, looking up at me from between my legs.  “Huh? ?” I moan, wedging myself up on my elbows – having not expected a review, a critic at this particular juncture.  “I dunno, I can’t… more ›

  • Online/Offline

    He was driving me crazy. I hadn’t even met him yet.  He was a Dom. I had recently been propositioned by a slave and decided it wasn’t for me anymore. Up until now, I hadn’t had what the old school… more ›

  • A.M.

    His breathing is steady, and comforting. I nuzzle into his back, and my nipples brush his skin. I let my hand travel over his hips and feel his warm skin underneath the covers. I fall asleep again.  This time he’s… more ›

  • Three – Part Two

    We climbed onto the tall bed, all naked by now. I think we talked a little, or made sure we were all OK with where we were at right now. I know my cheeks were flush, my eyes bright and… more ›