The Story so Far - part 6

Last week I posted the first five parts of a series of articles dealing with how I became a writer of erotica. There was my introduction to erotic stories, when I discovered porn videos, what happened on my first time, how the internet shaped my fantasies, and when I met my dream woman.

Now learn what drove me to write my first saucy tale.

The Story so Far - part 5

I started by telling you how I grew to enjoy the erotic stories in magazines more than the photo sets, then about my introduction to porn videos. Next came my first sexual experience, and yesterday, how the internet fuelled my fantasies.

It is time to meet the woman of my dreams.

The Story so Far - part 4

First I told you how I discovered erotic stories, then porn videos, and last time my first sexual encounter. Today, how the World Wide Web fed my fantasies.

The Story so Far - part 3

Previously you have heard how I came to like erotic stories, and the first time I saw a porn video. Now discover what happened the first time I had sex.

The Story so Far - part 2

Yesterday I told you about my introduction to sex stories and one that stuck in my memory. Today find out how I came to see my first porn video.

The Story so Far - part 1

This is the story of how I came to write erotic stories.

Finding Inspiration

Ideas for my stories come from a variety of places. Dreams are common, though the ensuing story rarely follows it exactly. For example, in the one that Saucy Secretary came from ended with her taking a facial. That was too similar to another of my other tales, Summer Rain, that I wrote around the same time, so I changed it.

Dreaming of You 5 - Girls Night In

Dreaming of You 5 - Girls Night In

by Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of you and several of your friends having a party in our front room. All of you are drinking, and like any conversation between a group of fairly drunk ladies, the subject of sex has come up.

"He always wants to rub himself between my breasts," a rather busty blonde moans, "then give me a pearl necklace!"

All but one of the ladies giggle. Confused, the slender young redhead looks at the others.

"He gives you jewellery, just because you let him do that?"

Laughter bursts from the others.

"She means he finishes on her neck" you kindly explain.

"Oh!" she gasps, then smiles. "I'd rather swallow it."

"Really! What about the taste?" the blonde asks, a look of minor disgust on her face.

"You barely taste it if he's deep in your mouth" the redhead winks back.

"I'm sure my guy keeps trying to do it on my face," the blonde adds, "as he's been thrusting quite high as he finishes recently."

"He wants you to be his little porn star!" laughs a slim brunette.

"You should let him" you practically whisper.

"Oh, so you let your guy get your face all sticky with his stuff then?" the bemused redhead asks.

"Yeah, he loves it..."

"I bet he does!" giggles the brunette.

"...and so do I."

For several moments there is nothing but a stunned silence.

"What's it feel like?" the redhead asks seeming genuinely interested.

Everyone looks at you in anticipation. Clearly it is something none of the others have done, but they are curious about.

Fifty Shades of Disappointment

Fifty Shades of Disappointment

by Jonathan Eddington

The film, Fifty Shades of Grey, is due to start filming soon, and planned for release on 1st August 2014. Many people I know are looking forward to it, but I do not think they will like it. I could be wrong of course, but what follows is an imaginary conversation based on several I have had with fans of the books. The fans parts will be in italics, and mine, normal type. Please let me know your thoughts in the comments at the bottom, and what you expect from the film.

Championship Performance - part 3

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Championship Performance - part 3

by Jonathan Eddington

In the changing room for the World Mens Ten Meter Diving Championship, the hopes of Great Britain rest on the eighteen year old shoulders of Tim Dally. Instead of his upcoming performance, Tim has been fantasising about his team mate, Tania, when two girls enter the room wanting special autographs. He signs the naked breasts of Suzy, has both the girls suck his cock, and cums on Liz's face. She kisses him to say thanks.

"Lie down" Liz said breaking the kiss. "I wanna fuck you."

In a daze, Tim lay on the hard damp tiles, not quite sure if he should. Before he had chance to change his mind Liz straddled him and guided his cock inside her. It felt so good, better than he could ever had imagined. Sitting there unmoving, Liz beckoned over Chen and Kai.

"Are you guys not joining us?" Suzy called to Mick and Dan. "I'm feeling a little left out here!" she cheekily added.

Liz guided Chen to one side of her and Kai to the other. She began rocking her hips causing Tim's cock to thrust inside her. Reaching out she took the two other guys shafts in her hands. Although Tim could barely move, he was able to caress Liz's strong supple body with his hands. He felt his way up to her swaying breasts and squeezed them in his hands. Liz gasped in pleasure then sucked Kai hard and deep into her eager mouth while continuing to rub Chen's cock.

Glancing over to where Suzy was, Tim saw her lay on her back on one of the benches. Suzy was still happily sucking and stroking Juan, but now had Dan's head between her legs and Mick licking and sucking on her nipples. As he watched, Juan stepped back slightly and pointed his cock at Suzy's face. She looked into his eyes, smiled, then opened her mouth and flicked her tongue under his tip. Juan groaned deeply and shot his cum all over her face and hair. Tim found himself longing to shoot strand after strand of his cum at Tania's smiling face. Oh, how he wished to see it land on her forehead, cheeks, and lips, then slide and drip onto her beautiful naked breasts.

Championship Performance - part 2

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Championship Performance - part 1

Championship Performance

by Jonathan Eddington

The final of the World Mens Ten Meter Diving Championships was due to take place in under an hour. In the changing room, twelve young guys were preparing themselves for the most important dives of their lives. The hopes of Great Britain rested on the eighteen year old shoulders of Tim Dally. But unbeknown to him, diving was not the most memorable thing he would be doing today.

"Hey, Tim!" someone shouted from across the room.

Tim looked up to see the Canadian, Rusty McCormick heading towards him, his naked cock semi-erect and getting harder by the moment.

"Vic wants to suck you so deep your balls rest on his chin!" he added, his stiffening member level with Tim's face, and getting closer, "though I'd rather you did that to me!"

"Get lost!" growled Tim and scrambled away.

Rusty laughed and went back over to Victor Maxibaev, the Russian. At a previous event Victor had walked past Tim and slapped his arse saying how he wanted it later. Tim had got so flustered he had almost been knocked out of the competition. This was clearly another attempt to break his composure. Glancing across he saw Victor gently caressing Rusty's now solid cock and kissing him deeply, while looking hungrily at Tim.

Turning away again, Tim tried to picture the incredibly difficult dives he would be performing. Every movement had to be timed to perfection, just as they had been at his last training session. His teammates had gone wild after he had executed every dive perfectly. The guys had given him congratulatory pats on the back, where as the girls had hugged him or kissed him on the cheek. Well most had.

Tania Crouch had hugged him, then held his head in her hands and kissed him. To Tim to it had seemed an eternity, but was really only a few seconds longer than any of the others. He had always fancied her, but been to shy to do anything about it. Many a night he had gone to sleep after a long, hard training session thinking of her. He recalled how soft, yet firm her lightly wet lips had felt against his. Her body had felt so good against his separated only by her swimsuit. Tim's cock began to bulge in his trunks. Embarrassed he draped a towel across his legs as he continued to fantasise about her.

Tim had seen her firm athletic physique naked when most of the team had skinny dipped at a party about a month ago. Watching from a poolside table he had seen her unashamedly remove her bikini top, exposing her small, firm breasts to everyone. They had looked so tempting, particularly as she bent forward to slip off her bikini bottoms. The glimpse of her neatly trimmed bush had made his cock harden. Then she had turned to dive in the pool, and arched gracefully through the air into the water. The sight of her pert bum had threatened to make his erection poke out of the top of his trunks. Back in his room that night he had wanked himself off thinking of her, and what they could do together.

Picturing Tania walking naked over to him, Tim's cock was now throbbing beneath the towel. Oh how he longed to caress her beautiful body and her pert bum as they kissed. Then he would slide his hands up her body and squeeze her breasts, as Tania grasped for his cock and wrapped her fingers around the throbbing shaft. Would it feel the same as when he touched it? Would she kneel in front of him and...

With a bang the door to the changing room flew open.

"Tim!"

Erotica Is Good For You

There are people out there who won't believe this, but erotica is good for you. You don't believe me? Well let me tell you why it's something everyone should read.

The Tale of the Curious Couple

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Dreaming of You 4 - The Maid

Dreaming of You 4 - The Maid

by Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of our new young maid cleaning the front room of our million pound mansion. On a huge ornate sofa we are sat in our luxurious bathrobes. On the other side of the room our maid cleans and tidies in the skimpy uniform you provided. As she bends away from us to pick something up, not only does she have to place a hand across her chest to stop her small, pert breasts from sliding out, but her skirt rises so high we can see her white lace panties and the tight curves of her buttocks. I find myself wishing it was you and gaze lovingly into your eyes.

Leaning close, you kiss and nibble my ear as your hand slides into my gown, over my muscular chest, down to my firm stomach, and stops at my crotch. Swiftly I grow hard as your delicate fingers tease my balls then run up and down the full length of my growing erection. Within moments the front of my robe resembles a huge tent. It falls open, exposing me to the room, as you lift your hand from me.

Feeling incredibly turned on at the thought of being seen by our maid, I open the top of your robe freeing your big, beautiful breasts. You sit back and gasp lightly as I tease a nipple with my fingers. The sound causes the maid to glance in our direction. Briefly she stops, a shocked look on her face, but looks away and returns to her duties.

Holding my hand to your breast you kiss me deeply and grasp my erection firmly. With slow deliberate strokes you begin to rub it, as I gently squeeze first one breast then the other. Again the maid looks round, only this time for longer. Your hand moves faster, and now it is my turn to gasp at the pleasure your giving me. This time the maid turns to look right at us for a moment, then moves to dust the enormous fireplace on the side wall. We see her eyes glance at our reflection in the silver candlesticks on the mantelpiece. As you continue to slowly rub my shaft, the young maid moves to the end nearest us. Now she can clearly see us in the almost wall length mirror that hangs on this side of the fireplace.

It feels so naughty having someone there as we play with each other. But will she stay as things heat up?

Friendly Interruption

Friendly Interruption

by Jonathan Eddington

"I can't wait until you're home. I'm gonna suck you dry!"

My pants had been straining to contain my cock as I had driven home with Marianne's text fresh in my memory. For several days our sex plans had been thwarted by different circumstances. The kids fighting, unexpected family visits, and even a leaky pipe, had all combined to make it over a week since the last time we had managed more than snatched kisses and cuddles due to a lack of time and energy. All day we had been sexting each other. The messages had started fairly tame with "I want you right now" and grown increasingly detailed about what we wanted to do with each other. After Marianne sent me a picture of her using her favourite Rabbit, I teased her about how I felt I had missed out as she had cum and I had not. Marianne replied with that text, and for the rest of the day I ached to feel her soft lips teasing the tip of my cock, licking around the head, then sucking me deep into her mouth...

Thankfully the kids were round at their dad's when I arrived home, and Marianne was waiting for me at the door.

"Ready for a good sucking?" Marianne whispered hungrily in my ear as she grabbed my crotch. "Hmm, I see you are!"

"You bet!" I gasped, and closed the door behind me, as Marianne dropped to her knees and quickly released my throbbing cock.

"Ooh I've missed this" she cooed as she caressed my heavy balls.

"Me too!" I grinned as her tongue teased the tip.

Suddenly the front door bell rang.

What a Woman Wants

What a Woman Wants

by Jonathan Eddington

He was prim, he was proper, he was awfully nice,

When she came up to a door he'd hold it open in a trice,

He'd buy her chocolates get her flowers send her lovey dovey cards,

But what she liked the most was how he'd fuck her good and hard,

Yours

Yours

by Jonathan Eddington

You tied me up and held me down,

You teased me and you thrilled me,

With feathers, whips, and candle wax,

You show'd me how things could be,

If in you I did place my trust,

And left me at your mercy,

For I am yours to love and care,

For now and always will be.

Dirty Dancing pt2

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Miya has just picked up Ron in the club and got him to masturbate her on the dance floor. Now she wants more from him.

Dirty Dancing pt2

by Jonathan Eddington

Grabbing his groin she said "Well Ron, let's find a nice, quiet corner somewhere, were we can do something with that rock hard cock of yours..."

With the music still pounding in their ears, she took him by the hand and led him away from the dance floor towards a quieter area. It was a typical club lounging area. Barely lit with low couches grouped around tables. One table had a group of girls giggling round it, another a pair of obviously drunk lads, but apart from a few apparently sleeping bodies most were empty. They went towards the back, where the only people near were a few sleeping guys and a girl.

Miya pushed Ron down onto the couch and began to dance sexily in front of him, her hands caressed her body, slid down her belly between her legs, then flashed her pussy as she raised them to her chest, catching her skirt as she did so. When she squeezed her ample breasts together it looked like his eyes where as close to popping out as her chest!

"Don't you want to feel them," Miya said as she leant towards him, "squeeze them, and lick them?"

It was obvious by the tent in his pants that he did, but he nodded anyway. She turned round and sat in his lap with her back to him, took his hands, slid them round her body, and inside her top. Gently at first he cupped them in his hands as she undid her top, then he began to roll her nipples between his fingers causing her to let out a small moan of pleasure and to wriggle in his lap.

"Hmm... Fuck me!" she whispered, then standing slightly she undid his pants, pulled out his cock, and guided it inside her. He gasped in surprise, and even more so when she began to bounce up and down on him. Quickly looking round he didn't see anyone who seemed to be watching so grasped her by the waist and began thrusting. Miya's breasts now bounced freely, as her perfect bottom slapped again and again against his lap.

Naughty by Nature (excerpt)

Naughty by Nature (excerpt)

by Jonathan Eddington

Where I live is right next to a nature reserve, and on a hot summers day there is nothing better than walking through the shade of the trees, listening to the birdsong, spotting various wildlife, and smelling the flowers. In the few years I've been here I must have wandered all over this lovely place, often seeing no one else. Yet one day last summer will always be in my mind.

In the middle of the reserve there is a hidden pool I had discovered, and enjoyed, many times. As I made my way up the little slope that would bring me out behind one of the bushes near the pool, I noticed a scrap of material caught on a bramble. I felt a sense of disappointment that someone else knew about my special place. Not thinking what else that may have meant, and due to the unbearable heat, I took off my T-shirt and walked the last few feet topless, a slight but blessed breeze cooling my hot body. My breasts swaying gently as I walked, the cooling air making my nipples stand out. There I was, about to undo my skirt as I reached the top directly behind the bush, when I heard the sound of a zip.

I froze, half naked, quickly placing one arm across my breasts. Again I heard a noise. This time it was the sound of someone taking their clothes off. There was definitely someone else up here.

The sound had come from somewhere by the left of the pool, so carefully I peeked round the bush and saw a guy, now naked, and with his back to me, bent down placing his shoes on top of his clothes. Even in that position I could tell he kept himself in shape from his muscular torso, arms, and legs. He stood and turned and dived into the water, giving me a brief glance at his face, chest, and private parts as he did. I had been single for a while at this point after a long term relationship had ended badly. Up until I saw this guys naked body I had not realised how much I had missed sex.

So there I was, topless, hiding behind a bush, watching a hot, naked guy swimming in the pool. I could feel myself getting horny, and gently caressed my breasts, wishing it was this mystery guy doing it instead. The guys powerful arms quickly pulled him across the water, and soon he was at the other side. Instead of turning round, he swam backstroke as he returned, and to my surprise his cock was beginning to get hard as he swam. Once back to his original position, he again did the crawl to to other side. I found myself hoping he would again use backstroke to return, which he did, and by now his cock was distinctly sticking up. Intently I watched him swim and could not help but imagine how that growing cock might feel inside me. I slid a hand between my legs and, even though I knew I was horny, was surprised at how wet I was.

He did several more lengths of the pool, each time on the return trip his cock seemed bigger. Then, instead of heading back towards his clothes, he swam towards the large rocks were the stream ran down into the pool, climbed onto the largest one, and sat there. His cock pointing towards the sky, the whole of his body glistening in the sun. I wanted him so bad. My fingers were teasing my pussy and caressing my clit. I had not been this turned on in ages.

We must have been like that for just a couple of minutes, him sunbathing, me fingering myself, when suddenly he stood up. What was he about to do? Was he about to dive back in? Was he going to swim again? Or was this the end of his little show and he was going to go?

Can what you eat affect the taste of your cum?

Sperm tasting. Semi-serious short BBC documentary where three men change what they eat. After a few days their women drink their sperm to see if they can taste any difference.

While this very basic 'experiment' did show 'that it may be possible' to affect the taste, it was not very informative. How did the guy's taste before? Did they smoke, drink alcohol or do any other drugs? And most importantly, were they healthy?

Sexy Shopping

Sexy Shopping

by Jonathan Eddington

The other day when we were out the sun was really shining,

Your top was tight and skirt so short and part of me was rising,

It didn't help that we'd gone out to buy you new attire,

And when you'd spotted lingerie my balls they felt on fire,

You then picked out some lacy things, bra, stockings, briefs and corset,

My cock so hard it stretched my pants the zip it nearly forced it,

"You like them then?" You sweetly grinned and squeezed my throbbing hard on,

"Come follow me, the changing rooms, they haven't left a guard on..."

Driving Me Crazy

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Whore of the Worlds

Sometimes my mind goes off in weird directions and will change the words to stuff I'm listening to or reading. Usually they are quite funny, but I find this one a little creepy...

Whore of the Worlds
by Jonathan Eddington (with apologies to H.G.Wells and Jeff Wayne)



A few men liked to believe, in the last years of the twentieth century, that human affairs were being watched by some other alien race.

Some of them used to dream we were being utilised, as someone who is incredibly horny uses dolls, toys and porn to satisfy their cravings. Some men even considered the possibility of sex on other planets, and yet, beyond the human race, minds incredibly hornier than ours regarded our sex with envious eyes, and slowly but surely, they abducted every one of us...

Welcome Surprise

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Dreaming of You 3 - Summer Rain

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Something About You - Part 1

Something About You - Part 1

by Jonathan Eddington

"You've spent far too long on your own. It's time you had some fun!" Tara had said. I had never told her why I avoided guys. Because the only boyfriend I have had made me feel so dirty and used it put me right off sex. That had been before I met her nearly two years ago, and she had become more and more insistent that I needed a man.

In the end I had blurted out how he would pin me down, slam himself painfully inside me, and after a few frantic moments roll off and fall asleep. I explained about the small heart shaped birthmark on my shoulder, how all through school I had been teased mercilessly about it, and how he had told his mates at college that it was a tattoo I had done for him.

Tara had looked at me in horror, called him a bastard, and told me about how different it was with the guys she knew. I never knew there were guys that were romantic like they are in films. And I was shocked at how much she told me about her sex life, but increasingly interested in experiencing the sensations and feelings she described.

So that was how I had ended up here in this singles bar. I had finally agreed to her offer to go on a man hunt. Tara had already been pointing out several guys, but they all reminded me of my ex. In frustration she had gone off to the bar by herself.

It has only been a few moments when I notice a fairly attractive guy on the other side of the room looking at me. There is something about him that keeps my gaze locked into his. For several seconds we are frozen. Everything else in the room seems to melt away, and feel myself about to move towards him.

Breakfast Sausage

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Dreaming of You 2 - Saucy Secretary

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After the Party

After the Party

by Jonathan Eddington

The party had been great, the typical college thing. Lots of booze, lots of dancing, and lots of guys trying to get off with the girls, but not me. I am madly in love with my guy, Jim, and will do anything for him, and he for me. That was how I had ended up at this party. I was supposed to be grounded after getting drunk last Friday with some of my mates, then staggering home and throwing up on the living room carpet before passing out. My parents had been livid to get up in the morning to find me lying there!

Even though I was grounded, Jim could still get hold of me through my friends. He went to a different college, and I did not see him unless we met up. So when my best friend told me there was a party at Colin's on Saturday as his parents were away and that Jim was going with his mates, I knew I had to go.

Saturday night came. My parents were watching tv downstairs. I slipped on a skirt & v-neck T-shirt combo that I knew Jim liked, and sneaked out the back door. He loved the way the top clung to my boobs and showed my cleavage and would be drooling over me all night.

Like I said, it was a typical college party, and as the booze flowed the level of horniness raised. New couples were kissing and caressing, those like me and Jim were fondling and groping, and a few were taking advantage of the empty bedrooms. I had tried to get Jim upstairs, but he said it would be too risky in case someone came in and saw us. But I knew from past experience that when it was dark and after a few beers then it was a whole different ball game...

It is now about four in the morning. The music has stopped, the lights are out, and judging by the sounds and the little I can see through the semi-darkness, everyone else is asleep. There are three more lads and two girls also in here lying in positions that indicate some definite intimacy between one couple. His pants are undone, her top gone and bra not fastened. Did they have fun when I was asleep, or drunkly doze off not realising their state of undress? Either way it is giving me ideas. Looking at the other sofa I can see my best friend Cathy's head in her boyfriend's crotch. Lee would be so hard if he knew, as she told me she rarely gives him a blow job!

Jim is lying kind of across the sofa and I am leaning on him. Judging by the slow, steady way his chest is rising and falling beneath my head he is still asleep. In the past Jim has mentioned how he would like to be woken by me giving him a blowjob. Now is my chance to give him his fantasy...

Dirty Dancing Pt1

Dirty Dancing Pt1
by Jonathan Eddington



The club was pounding to beat of the music and the hundreds of hot, sweaty, and in many cases horny bodies.

She'd already had quite a few guys try and dance with her. Hardly surprising with how she looked and how she was moving. The tightly front tied blouse showing her ample cleavage and lack of a bra, the pleated short skirt that occasionally rose giving glimpses of stocking tops, and a pair of killer heels with knee high white socks. Those, combined with her wavy blonde hair tied up in pigtails, ruby red lip stick, and equally red nails, all made her look like a schoolgirl gone bad. Her short height and youthful looks made her look early twenties rather than nearer forty, so many guys perfect fantasy - naughty schoolgirl with lots of experience!

She was on the lookout for a guy, but not the ones who were coming to her. At the side of the dance floor she had seen a slightly geeky, yet attractive lad watching her dance and obviously enjoying the view. He nervously looked away whenever she tried to make eye contact though.

Knowing she would have to make the first move she danced near to where he was stood, casting glances in his direction to check he was watching.

Directly in front of where he stood, she "accidentally" dropped her purse, and slowly bent forward to get it. Keeping her legs straight and her bum towards him, she knew he would be looking at her lacy stocking tops, her perfectly rounded bottom peeking out from under her skirt, and as she reach the floor, her wet pussy showing between her legs.

A Great Night Out - Part 1

A Great Night Out - Part 1

By Jonathan Eddington

'A quiet little place' is all I'd said to you. Well it certainly was not big, and when we entered the restaurant it was definitely quiet. We where the only two customers in there!

"Table for two please" you say to the waiter who has just appeared.

"Certainly madam. This way please" he replies with a little flourish of his hands and he shows us to our table.

The table is in a little alcove, and as we go to sit down we notice the chairs are on two sides next to each other. We sit and hold hands briefly before the waiter hands us the menus, takes our drinks order, and departs.

We move our chairs closer together and kiss passionately. My hand caresses your stockinged leg as you place a hand against my chest.

Looking up we glance to check we can see anyone if they approach, then my hand slides up your leg to your thigh, pausing at the top of your hold ups. You check again and then your hand slides down my chest, past my belly and rests on my crotch. You can feel my cock starting to harden before you gently squeeze it through my trousers.

Again we kiss passionately as I slide my hand right up your thigh and gently stroke you through your thong. Moaning quietly you rub your hand against my now hard cock and I moan too.

Glancing up we see the waiter returning with our drinks. Sitting up straight we accept our drinks, a hand still between each others thighs. As the waiter turns to leave I slip your thong to one side and slide a finger inside you. You gasp, and the waiter turns.

"Everything to your satisfaction madam?"

"Yes thanks."

"Are you ready to order perhaps?"

"Can I have the italian chicken please?"

"Certainly madam, and sir?"

"Steak and ale pie please."

"Certainly sir. Would there be anything else?"

"No thank you!" I gasp as you squeeze my cock. The waiter thanks us for our order and leaves.

Knowing we have a while before our food arrives I again slip a finger inside you and slowly tease you. You raise your hand from my crotch, undo the button and slide the zip down on my pants. Then you slip your hand inside my briefs and cup my balls in your hand.

Dreaming of You 1 - Sunset Beach

Dreaming of You 1 - Sunset Beach

By Jonathan Eddington

I had a dream about you last night. A hot, sweaty, climactic dream...

Like all dreams it begins in the middle. In this case, the middle of a picnic close to the shoreline of our favourite beach. The sun is beginning to set, turning the sky slowly orange and highlighting the beautiful curves of your body.

Longingly I gaze into your dazzling eyes as you seductively bite your lip. It does not matter to me that this is an exposed spot, that anyone may see us, I want you, no need you so much right now.

Reaching out I caress your perfect, naked breasts. My thumbs teasing the nipples until they stand firm. Gently I pull on one as my lips seek yours. With a spark our mouths meet, our tongues explore and dance, and we en flame our rising passion. The kiss deepens further and with my eyes closed I feel your hands sliding up my arms and across my chest. Continuing to knead one of your breasts, I slide my other hand round your back and up the nape of your neck. You groan with delight and I feel your delicate touch drop towards my obvious arousal.

A pulse of delight shoots through me as you sensuously stroke across the tip. Looking me straight in the eye you place your now wet finger in your mouth and slowly pull it out as you suck on it. The throbbing in my groin intensifies and I uncross and spread your legs either side of me. Clearly you are just as eager, as your femininity glistens in the fading sun.

My hands slide up your legs, their touch getting lighter the higher up they go. Tantalisingly close I stop. In eagerness you thrust your hips forwards and my fingers are wet. Deftly I trace the outline of your desire, and your breathing quickens as I brush against your exposed button. Again I kiss you deeply as first one, then two and finally three fingers explore the depths of your passion. Quickly they are soaked, and slowly move back and forth within you.

Groaning loudly now you writhe against my hand, increasing the sensations within you. I kiss my way down your chin and neck, my hand still pushing your pleasure higher. Down to your magnificent breasts, where I pause to lick and tease your nipples, then down to your belly my wet lips trace their path.