I must tell you about a very exciting sexual experience that my wife, Susie, and I enjoyed last week. I get hard just thinking about it now but at the time it was just about the most amazing and naughty thing we had ever done. We had been wanting to expand our sexual horizons for some time but were not interested in the swinging scene since we were quite content with each other as sexual partners as well as life time companions. Quite by chance we discovered a mutual interest in exhibitionism/voyeurism. To put it bluntly we liked watching people having sex and we watched good quality porn tog… 続きを読む

This is an account that my wife told me when we had been married for several years. It is about her first proper experience of sex, which was with her father. Sadly it was only after he had passed away that she felt able to tell me, because she was afraid of what my response might be. Up till that point I was under the impression that I was the first and only man to have fucked her. Susan. The events I am going to describe took place not long after my eighteenth birthday, and just before the beginning of the school spring term. Over Christmas Daddy had suddenly announced that it was about… 続きを読む

My wife and I started going out during her first year of physiotherapy training at the main hospital of a city in South West England, when I was a second year student at the university. We had met just over a year earlier at a party for new students at the church where she and her parents were members. She was then still at school, and although we sort of became friends, there was no hint of a romantic relationship at the time. I had a number of girl friends during my first year at university; most of these relationships were quite fleeting, but one lasted for nearly two terms, only petering o… 続きを読む

It was late afternoon on one of those rare days in late July in England when it was warm enough to sit outdoors until long after dusk has fallen. Anne and I were sitting on the patio with our friends Ellen and David with a glass of chilled white wine. Suddenly, Ellen turned to us and said in a quiet voice, “Oliver is coming home next weekend for a couple of weeks between university and starting his new job in London, it would be very nice if you could give him a specially good time whilst he is here.” Oliver had just graduated and as he was an only c***d, I thought that she would want to spen… 続きを読む

It was my fortieth birthday and my sweet husband Kumar had promised me a very special present. I wondered what it might be — a nice meal in an expensive restaurant perhaps, or a weekend of pampering at a health spa. Whatever it was , I knew that in his thoughtful way he would choose something very memorable, but I was not prepared for the night of pleasure that was his gift to me. First I should tell you a little about us. We had met fifteen years earlier when I was working as a nursing sister in the Accident and Emergency Department of a large city centre hospital. Kumar had just been appoin… 続きを読む

Hi Susie I really had to write to you to tell you about the most amazing sexual experience I had yesterday, so mind-blowingly wonderful that I felt as if I had died and gone to heaven. My pussy is still tingling nearly 24 hours later, and just thinking about it I gives me a mini orgasm. In fact, when I was at work today I could hardly concentrate, and as soon as I got through the door this evening, I rushed upstairs, ripped off my clothes and masturbated for the next two hours with this stupendous new toy I was given. God, it was sooo fantastic. But I am getting ahead of myself, and you must… 続きを読む

It is well over a quarter of a century now since first got to know Frank. He and his wife Jenny were very kind to us when we moved in next door with a young family, and Jenny would often babysit for us if we wanted to go out for the evening. Sadly, Jenny died five years ago after a long illness just ten months before Frank’s seventy fifth birthday; however, Frank felt that she would still want him to continue with the planned celebration, although it became more a memorial of their fifty years of happy marriage, and he spent much of the evening reminiscing about their life together. As the ni… 続きを読む

This is the story of Janice — a married woman in her forties — as told to William Humphries and Shelly Baker for the magazine “True Erotic Confessions.” The editors had decided they wanted to start a new category of story about wives who got pleasure from sharing their husbands with other women, sort of Wife Lovers in reverse although they couldn't think of a satisfactory title — Husband Lovers didn't quite have the right ring to it. When they asked for contributions, Janice was one of the first to respond, and she said that she had a very beautiful story to tell which they might like to publi… 続きを読む

I was bored. I was fifty ************* and my boobs were beginning to sag and my waist to thicken, and the first streaks of grey were showing in my once luxurious blonde hair. My c***dren were grown up and had left home, and I had two lovely grandc***dren, but I was missing something, as if life was passing me by. I had a lovely husband, but he was often tired from working too hard. He was everything one could wish for, caring and considerate, and he made me feel safe and adored. We still had sex, but only at weekends or on vacation, and although he always made sure that I had a climax, it was… 続きを読む

When I walk into the room, I notice you immediately, sitting alone by the bar, looking deliciously sexy and provocative as you perch on your stool, daintily sipping your drink. I take in the gentle swell of your pert little breasts under your blouse, your nipples pushing against the silky fabric, and I think how nice it would be to suck and nibble them, making you wriggle with pleasure in anticipation of the delights to come. I notice that your complexion is pale olive, suggesting a Mediterranean origin, and I wonder if your temperament is as sultry as your appearance would suggest. Your long… 続きを読む

Anne and George were an ordinary middle aged couple who had reached the stage in their lives when they had the time and freedom to indulge themselves for the first time since the earliest years of their courtship. Over their 30 years of married life they had concentrated on building a stable and loving home for their three c***dren and had sacrificed their own freedom of action to provide them with the best possible start in life. However, now that their c***dren had left home, they thought that it would be fun to try something more adventurous. Fortunately George was able to take early retire… 続きを読む

I remember the afternoon when Katie and John moved in as if it were yesterday. It was one of those mournful autumn days so common in our northern English city when the removal van drew up opposite our house, closely followed by the car containing our new neighbours. Susie was first to speak, "Do you remember the day we moved in? It was ages before we got to know anybody. Anyway it's a miserable day, so I'm going over to invite them in for a cup of tea while their furniture is unloaded." Over the next few weeks Susie and Katie quickly settled into the routine of meeting every afternoon for a… 続きを読む

In a few months time I will have lived my allotted Biblical span of three score years and ten, and whilst I am still in good health and hope for many more years of active life, the years of my sexual prime now lie well in the past. Looking back to my teens it would be easy to exaggerate my youthful sexual experiences, but I’m afraid that most of those who describe adventures of which Casanova would have been envious are looking through the distorting lens of history. The so-called Swinging Sixties might have been the decade when the sexual liberation of the modern era began, but in the U.K. m… 続きを読む