bangsandwhimpers

We’d been speaking for a while over email, a month or so. Long enough to know the first time we met something hot was inevitable. He’d asked quite a lot about my preferences, my fantasies and what I liked. I felt… more ›

I was training to become a manager at a very unfashionable chain restaurant. This brought with it all kinds of ridiculous responsibilities, including locking up, being a key holder, putting takings into the safe and setting the alarm when I… more ›

He had been emailing me for months. We kept trying to meet but he had a girlfriend and wanted to play away, he could only hook up when she wasn’t around. Not my ideal scenario but I was intrigued. He’d… more ›

He’s coming over. I’ve showered, done hair and makeup. A bra that shows off my tits. Knickers with a lace up back. A red sundress he can pull off over my head. Heels. I’m wet of course. Was as soon… more ›

We met in a bar and he scribbled his number on a flyer. And thus began an odd arrangement, unlike any I’d had before. . He lived in a bedsit somewhere in South London. The bed was a futon and… more ›

I had fancied him for ages. Could always catch a sly glimpse of him through the window of my office. He was the tallest of all of them – strong jawline, not too skinny and very quiet. The other guys… more ›

I sat on the bed, still breathless from the orgasm. He stood over me grinning, hands on his hips. Slowly I pulled down his shorts. He was wearing what looked like Speedos with a huge erection popping out of the… more ›

He was my first proper boyfriend. We met at university. Rooms on the same floor. Different courses. We’d fooled around a lot, but mainly fully clothed. Epic dry humping sessions over the summer at his parents house with jeans on,… more ›

I had dated him 8 years previously. He lived with his parents which made sex conservative. It was comfortable with him. No danger, no thrills. Just clean uncomplicated sex. As a result I fucked someone else. And couldn’t really carry… more ›

It was in the days when I wore a suit to work, the beginning of my career. I’d been on a residential sales course for two weeks with a bunch of similar thrusting young executives. We stayed in a hotel… more ›