1. Your Name 2. Age: 3. Favorite position (s)? 4. Do you think i'm hot? 5. Would you have sex with me? 6. lights on or off? 7. Would you have to be pissed? 8. Would you take a shower with me? 9. Have you ever thought about having sex with me? 10. Would you leave after or stay the night? 11. Do you like cuddling afterwards? 12. Have sex on the first date? 13. Would you kiss me during sex? 14. Do you think I would be good in bed? 15. How many times would you like to cum? 16. Would you use me as a booty call? 17. Do you like fore play? 18. What is fore play to you? 19. Will you… 続きを読む

Free With the summer she felt freer, To reveal more than she would in winter, To bloom and blossom like a flower, And unveil her new look figure. And as she lay there on the grass, Wearing nothing more than a smile, She added a touch of class, That I hadn’t seen in a long while, And as I viewed her through the lens, She gave a seductive look, And slowly opened up her……… 続きを読む

Here we go with categories; where to put this??? So have chosen 'First Time' as we can pretend it is. Sorry if it is a disappointment. Face Riding. Come face ride me, Let me sail in your pleasure, Let me taste you within, I want to taste your sin. For there is nothing sweeter, Than the delight you will deliver, When you release in waves, Your natural flavours. Mmmmm, I want to indulge in you.… 続きを読む

I wrote this a short while ago - inspired by a profile and brief chat here - and although I have shown a few friends, I wasn't going to post as I didn't think most would be interested. However it is a piece of work, and I am proud of it, and I wanna share it. So for those of you who do read it, I hope you enjoy it. Strangers As Friends. She watches me, She watches my hand, As it runs up my thigh, Riding my skirt a little high, She watches me, She watches my hand. She glances at me, I see her glance at me, A moment of desire, Burning like wild fire, As she gl… 続きを読む

*I am sorry if this is categorized wrong, there are so few optios and none of them are completely right, but you have to choose one. So 'Mature' as he is an older guy, 'Taboo' as it is older with younger, and 'First Time' as it is their first time together. Sorry if this disappoints, but as I said, I have to choose something. Don't you hate that we always have to catergorize, put things in boxes?????* Wet Sex Hairdressing was what she wanted to do, and haircutting was why she was there. Well there maybe another reason… Holding up the travel-size mirror with a black pl… 続きを読む

John looked out the window, across the back lawn and beyond the trees at the end, into the distant horizon. He watched as the sun, second by second, bled into the night sky as it made its way into the breaking of the day. Every morning it was different, every morning there was a different feel to it, and that view, that moment of the day, was why he had brought this place, this house which now after so many years of living within, held many a memory for when he was old and grey and unable to do anything else. Turning towards the room of light and noise, he glanced in through the doorway at… 続きを読む

I wasn't sure if to post this here, as I believe many will be disappointed with the tameness of the language, but sometimes the tone just feels right. Rivers of Rain. With the falling of the sun at the end of the day, so ended one of the hottest days of the year, and sat in the cool of the evening, a refreshing breeze passing in through the open patio doors, she relaxed back and let it stream over her. The dark look friendly tonight, invitingly friendly. As she closed her eyes she heard it, off in the distant, romancing the sky, the sound of the rain to come. It echoed a… 続きを読む

There were only two things Rose knew for certain when she opened her eyes, firstly that she was being suspended in mid-air - how and why, and how high she didn't know, but the clear air beneath her feet told her that she was - and secondly she was wearing nothing more than what felt like a pair of bikini bottoms, well that and a piece of duck tape across her mouth. Oh, and there was one other thing, she was in complete darkness, so dark that at this moment it didn't matter if her eyes were open or closed. Her instant reaction upon opening her eyes was confusion, which then evolved into fear… 続きを読む

Getting out of bed these days was becoming more difficult with each passing morning. Having lost his job as an estate agent with a local firm, that had to wind down and tighten up due to the latest recession, his wife was the only breadwinner now, and this guilt weighed heavy upon him. During the first week of his unemployment, he had approached it with vigour, as a challenge, but after applying for a somewhere around thirty jobs of various kinds, from shop floor to management, he had not had one single reply, and by the following weekend his motivation had hit an all-time low. Robert glanc… 続きを読む

Let me firstly say, I have done my best to structure this story in an understandable way, but you are limited as to what you can do here. So hope it reads correctly :) The story opens with an advert place on a (fictional) site called Bubblebubblegumtree. com, in the classified section under casual encounters. This is my idea…. Reply to: PN13426489TYC4563 The sun is shining and according to all weather reports we are in for a beautiful day, but I don't want this to be just a beautiful day, I want it to be an exciting one too, and I have this idea, so tell me if you like it. It cou… 続きを読む

Laying back lighting my first cigarette, I thought back to the day before, and the chance meeting that lead to me being here, in this bed, in this hotel room, with this lady by my side. I say lady, however I guess when you consider she is a mere 21 years of age, she probably like to be thought of as a girl, but as a older guy, as a gentleman, as an Englishman, I will think of her as a lady. Reaching forward to bring the ashtray closer, I feel her start to stir and gently her eyes flicker open. She looks to me with a smile, a welcoming and happy smile, and I return it willingly, echoing her… 続きを読む

Laying her naked upon the bed, within the moonlight the window shed, she looked like an angel and his eyes fed, upon the beauty held within the soft features of her face. He leaned in close to kiss her lips, with the desire to taste and the passion of a fist, there was no moment more golden than this, he thought as he sank into her arms. He looked deep deep into her eyes, he drowned in their waters of a clear blue sky, he whispered words that made her smile, as his hot breath tickled her ear. And within the sounds of this perfect night, within the glow of flickering orange tongues of candlel… 続きを読む

The heat had always made Janet feel this way, and with the baking sun of the afternoon high up in the sky, she felt that feeling now, as she lay there stripped to the bare essentials. This weather had taken all of the country by surprise, while most 'conventionals' were planning a weekend in the attic, swapping summer wear for autumn/winter clothing, around the corner waited the hottest weekend of the year, and two days of record breaking temperatures. Looking around the park she wondered if she should, if she could, and seeing families nearby, she thought maybe she shouldn't. Someone might s… 続きを読む

I know a lot of you will think 'What the f**k is this????' but I am sure some will see it for what it is. What is it? Well it is a poetic story for which you can add your own ending. And as it is only about a moment, you can add history if you wish. Essentially it is a little bit of fun, and that is an aspect of this site yeah??? Fun??? So I hope you (those few) enjoy :) And Then He.. She came from afar, well Manchester, And she came looking for him. Stood at the station, he waited for her, Imagining the pleasure she would bring. And as their eyes met, so it began, T… 続きを読む

NOTE: This is more erotic poetry, but there is no category for that, so clicked taboo as it is stranger sex. Sorry to those I may disappoint. Passion Of The Embrace. The was something in the moment, Something in the heat of the night, And as he turned to look at her, He held her as he pulling her tight. She felt a shiver dance upon her spine, Feeling his finger, tracing a line, Around her neck to the back of her ear, This was a moment, in which the both would share. He brush her hair from within her eyes, As he place the other upon her thigh, She returned his… 続きを読む

Stood there behind her, he just stared for a moment. He couldn't believe this moment was here, a moment they had both spoken of, and even joked about. But with the little knowledge he had gained through conversation in his pocket, a pound of luck behind him, the feeling of acceptance should the moment - this moment - happen, he got on the train, and took a chance. All the way there he had planned what to say, what his opening line would be, the smile he would wear, and the look he would give, but now he was here within that moment, standing behind her, his mind was a blank. He had drunk ju… 続きを読む

With the dying sun of the day falling before them, She watched it as it dropped into the sea, The heat of the day replace by the chill of the night, It was the most beautiful sunset she'd seen. She turn to him as he lay there on his back, Wondering what this stolen moment would bring, He turned to her with a smile on his face, No longer able to ignore his hunger within. Taking her in his arms he held her close, Brushing her hair aside to whisper in her ear, She listened to his voice so sweet and soft, Telling her how glad he was to be here. His hand traced over the wave of her… 続きを読む

'Can you help me?' he heard her say, her voice slightly feeble. Turning in the direction of the voice, John peered deep into the darkness of the car park entrance, but could see nothing but the shadows of the plant-life that lined it. 'Please can you help me.' the voice said again. John took a few steps forward and then paused. There had been a spate of robberies recently within the area, and thinking he might be being lured into a trap, he glanced around listening. But he could see no one else, and he could hear no one else. 'Hello.' he finally said, 'where are you?' He heard someone s… 続きを読む

With a twist, a push, a jab and a lever, the door loosened itself from its fastenings and opened, its announcement given with a small relieving squeal. He let it fall open a foot or so, and stood back to listen. No alarm, which surprised him as he thought everyone was out. Maybe they didn't deem this door important enough to place a censor on it, or perhaps they forgot to set the alarm. Either way he didn't care, he was in. He looked around the utilities room, the dark square and rectangular shapes indicating the white goods that lined either side of the room, leaving a passageway to the do… 続きを読む

NOTE: This is a fictional story, written at the request of a friend a couple of years ago. I have rewritten it and decided to post it here. And you need to read the whole story to understand the direction it takes and the outcome. Hope you enjoy. genuineguy With Menace. It had been a long day, and her body and mind were tired, and longing for that 'welcome home' cup of tea, her mother would make for her on her arrival. But as she rounded the corner into Valley Road nearing her home, a masked stranger suddenly appeared from behind some nearby bushes, and stood directly… 続きを読む