Blindfold

Blindfold
by Jonathan Eddington



She knew this wasn't her husband's cock from the way it felt in her hands. It must belong to one of his friends who was at the party they had thrown earlier. Her husband must have told him to hide so she would think everyone had gone. No wonder he was so keen for her to wear a blindfold. He was probably watching right now, slowly stroking his cock as he waited to surprise her. Well he was the one in for the shock.

Kate's Bus Ride

Kate's Bus Ride
by Jonathan Eddington



After a hard day at college, all Kate wanted was to go home for a hot relaxing bath. Typically, the bus was full and she had to stand for several stops before she got a seat. At last she could relax, though not for long.

Just a few stops later, a young giggling couple got on and stood practically right next to her. As soon as the bus began to move they began to kiss and let their hands roam over each other’s bodies. Kate sighed and looked away. That was the last thing she wanted to see, even after all these months since she and Mark had split.

Trying to ignore the amorous couple Kate stated out the window and watched the world go by. It worked for a while. At least, until the woman behind her gasped in shock.

Without thinking Kate turned her head, back to the couple. No wonder the woman behind her was shocked. So close Kate could almost reach out and touch her, the young woman was knelt in front of her no longer giggling partner, licking and sucking on his impressive cock.

Beating the Competition

Beating the Competition
by Jonathan Eddington



Both guys had been competing to have her for quite a while now. Each of them claiming to have the bigger cock, to last longer, and be the better lover. To their surprise she said she would put them to the test, but in a way neither of them had imagined.

First she got them to stand side by side as she knelt in front of them. Then released their stiffening cocks. Swiftly they reached their maximum potential as both guys expected her lips to grace their proud erections. Instead she grasped one in each hand and determined their sizes.

"Neither is bigger, " she announced, "so on to the next test."

Slowly at first she began to pump their cocks. Her hands moved alternately like a milk maid's. As she increased her rhythm she kicked her lips in anticipation, yet never tasted either of them.

"Now to test your second claim. Who ever cums first has the lowest stamina, and will have lost."

Without giving one or the other more stimulation she increased her pace and pointed both of their now throbbing cocks towards her face.

"Who will it be? Who will grace my eager face with their cum first?"

Both of them gasped and grunted as she pushed them closer and closer. Neither of them wanting to loose, but also secretly wanting to see just their cum on her soft skin.

"Cum for me" she begged. "Cover my face."

It was almost too much for the guys, yet somehow they held back, but knowing they could not last much longer. Their hips began to buck involuntarily as they struggled to hold back their release.

Dared to Bare

Dared to Bare
by Jonathan Eddington



With a flick of her wrist, she let her thong drop to the floor, and basked in the awe and wonderment of the others in the group. This would show them. Egged on by the alcohol, and a raging desire to show them she wasn’t the timid little thing they knew her to be, she had completed the first part of the dare.

Admittedly, when she had been initially dared to strip naked, go out into the street, and kiss a stranger, she had been about to refuse immediately. But the laughs and jeers of the others had fired her resolve, and almost unnoticed she had unfastened her dress and slipped it past her shoulders. Their merriment changed to gasps as she stepped out of her dress and unclasped her bra.

Now they were silent as she strode over to the front door, and with the briefest of pauses, opened it and walked up the short path to the busy street. At the edge of the pavement she stopped, and glanced back to make sure the others were watching. She had never felt so alive. Anticipation and excitement raged through her every fibre.

Creamed Beauty

Creamed Beauty
by Jonathan Eddington



Sharon gazed up lovingly as Nick grew closer and closer to cuming. He smiled down at her, then gasped loudly as the first spurt shot forth. Just in time Sharon closed her eyes and turned her head, allowing his warm sticky cum to hit her cheek and nose. He gasped again, and she felt more narrowly miss the tip of her nose, though some did catch her top lip. A few more gasps came from Nick, but she felt nothing more, so she looked up to see the ecstasy in his face, and the last of his load dripping from his cock. Tenderly she reached up and wiped the tip on her cheek, causing a few drops to land on her collarbone.

“Fuck” gasped Nick. “You look amazing babe.”

Sharon smiled. Nick always said that after he had given her a facial, but really, she must look a mess now. She had lost count of the number of times he had cum on her face over the last year or so they had been together. At the start, he had suggested a few times that she check herself out in the mirror, but she had been worried she would find it disgusting and never want him to cum on her face again. Now Sharon had grown too long to see his expression as he was about to give her his load. Plus she was curious about why he liked it so much. He had told her various reasons, and one was how she looked wearing his cum. Maybe she looked better than she thought…

“I’ll get a towel,” said Nick, as his breathing returned to normal.

Before Nick had a chance to move, Sharon pulled herself up by his arm and signalled for him to wait. Purposely she strode over to her phone and picked it up. Swiftly she opened the camera app and gazed at herself on the screen.

Risky

Risky
by Jonathan Eddington



Jo lay back on the grass in an empty area of the park. Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders and spread across the warm summer grass. With a wicked grin she squeezed her beautiful breasts together with her arms, making her already magnificent cleavage even more inviting.

"Fuck me" she whispered, gazing at me with her hypnotic eyes.

Without a word I joined her on the grass, not caring that we were still close to the path. Our lips met and I savoured the sweet sensation of her soft welcoming lips. Those same lips that had been expertly sucking my erection only moments ago. The gentle breeze that was cooling my shaft was replaced by the warmth of her hand as she slowly began to stroke it.

"Fuck me" Jo insisted, lifting her skirt to show her damp thong.

Deftly I slipped the flimsy material to one side and positioned myself on top of her. With experienced ease she guided me into her, her silky wetness feeling so hot and inviting. Nearby we heard the crunch of footsteps on a gravel path. Perhaps on the same footpath we had taken. Nervous excitement tingled through my veins at the possibility of us being caught adding to my already raging arousal. Quickly we built a steady rhythm. My thrusts and Jo's panting matching the increasingly louder footsteps.

Jo let out a moan of delight, and the crunching steps stopped. I tried to glance over my shoulder, but could not see anyone. Yet the knowledge that someone had heard drove me to thrust deeper and harder.

"Over there, through the trees" came a whispering female voice.

"Where? I can't... Oh yeah!" clearly replied a male.

Horny Holiday 3 - The Cave in the Cove

Horny Holiday 3 - The Cave in the Cove
by Jonathan Eddington



On the first full day of our holiday, we rose early due to the baking heat of the sun beating down on our tent. After a quick breakfast, and before the other campers had even begun stirring, we decided to head to the nearby beach for a refreshing swim.

After making a couple of wrong turns during our walk down, we finally arrived at the tiny village nestling in the valley that opened up into a small cove. To our surprise, the wind was quite strong here, and there were several surfers braving the waves, yet there had been none at all at the camp.

"Still fancy a swim?" I asked Mary.

"Hmm. Looks a bit too rough" sighed Mary. "Though we can still take a walk along the beach."

Giggling like teenagers, we removed our foot wear and raced down to the water, feeling the warm sand running through our toes.

"Flipping heck that's freezing!" I yelped after just a few steps into the sea.

Mary stopped a few feet from the water line and laughed as I rushed back out again. Over Mary's shoulder I spotted a gap in the cliff at the edge of the beach. A small cave.

"Let's go exploring" I grinned and head over towards it.

"Explore...? Oh yeah!"

At least we would not get cut off in there, as within the few minutes it took for us to reach it, the tide was definitely on its way out. Even though the cave was only a few feet taller than us, and just wide enough for both of us to stand side by side, it was surprisingly deep. Though the sandy floor gave way to uneven rock a short distance past the bending entrance, and the roof lowered swiftly to barely chest height.

"Very cosy" Mary purred in the shadows, pulling me close to her.

"Yet tantalisingly public" I whispered as I slip my hands inside her t-shirt and slowly lifted it up.

Tenderly we kissed as I reached round and unfastened her bikini top. Mary stepped back, grabbed her t-shirt, and swiftly removed it with her bikini top, setting free her beautiful breasts. Looking over Mary's shoulder, and out of the cave, I could see two more surfers heading for the sea. Blissfully unaware of our increasingly naked bodies only yards from them, they ran on into the sea in search of the perfect wave.

Swiftly we discarded the last of our clothes and savoured the hunger on each other's lips. Our hands caressed every delicious curve of each other's exposed bodies, before homing in on the focus of each other's desire. Softly I gasped as Mary stroked the full length of my erection, and she sighed as my fingers dipped into her glistening pussy.

From outside the cave came the sound of rapidly pattering feet and soft voices. Suddenly something ran past the front of the cave causing us to break our kissing and watch outside. Even with the rising possibility of discovery our hands and fingers still stroked and thrust each other's raging passion. Again we heard the pattering of running feet coming towards us.

"Woah!" I said, as without warning we were no longer alone.

Horny Holiday 2 - Intense Activities

Horny Holiday 2 - Intense Activities
by Jonathan Eddington



As the sun went down on the first night of our camping break, me and Mary were enjoying the hospitality of a quaint little pub less than a mile from our tent. We had intended to find a quiet corner to ourselves, but due to the simple L shape of the only room there was no chance of any privacy. To the other drinkers we must have been like a pair of whispering, giggling teenagers. At first they had no idea why, but as our drinks flowed, we got louder, and they soon caught snippets of our saucy conversation.

"...her face when she saw my hand between your legs" I smirked.

"What about the truck diver?" Mary laughed. "I couldn't see his reaction with my head between yours!"

The rest of the pub drew quiet, but we didn't care.

"I can't wait to kiss my way up your thighs and taste your pussy."

"In here?" giggled Mary.

"You wish" I smiled, my hand sliding up her naked thigh.

Mary opened her legs, inviting me to go further than the edge of her skirt. An elderly man spluttered into his pint as he caught sight of her neatly trimmed bush.

"Let's head back. I'm getting a tent of my own" I glanced down at my crotch and winked at Mary.

"Hmm. This one went up much quicker than the other" Mary purred as she caressed my crotch. "And has been noticed by more than me" she finished with a whisper and a grin.

"Right. Let's go then" I said, then downed the last of my drink, anxious to escape the captivated eyes of the other drinkers in case someone complained.

Carefully I stood with my back to the others and tried in vain to hide my erection as I headed to the door. Mary swiftly followed and we made our way out into the warm evening air. Once we were a few hundred yards up the lane from the pub I unzipped my jeans and freed my straining cock.

"Can't wait, eh?" Mary giggled, wrapping her fingers around my shaft as we walked. "There's no hiding this now if someone comes you know?"

"I can think of somewhere to hide it" I smiled, pulling she round in front of me so my cock pressed between her thighs.

"When we get to our tent you can do more than hide it" Mary sighed, squeezing my shaft, then slowly stroking it as she kissed me deeply.

"Why wait?" I groaned as she continued to tease me.

"Because you'll not catch me before then" she laughed, then ran off up the lane.

Horny Holiday 1 - In Car Entertainment

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Seen by a Stranger

Seen by a Stranger
by Jonathan Eddington



Lisa sighed as her apartment door clicked closed behind her. As blind dates go, it had not been a complete disaster, but it was pretty close. The moment she had seen him her pulse had raced as she drank in his strong, rugged features. Lisa had gone over to him, thankful she had gone for a 'sultry temptress' look, already fantasising about what they might get up to later.

Unfortunately, he was more interested in telling Lisa about the deals he was making at work, his flash cars, large house, and just how rich he was. Realising she could barely get a word in, she had learnt forward giving him a great view of her deep cleavage. Annoyingly, though his eyes had fixed there, he carried on talking about his expensive trips abroad, instead of flirting. Leaning back, Lisa had crossed her long slender legs giving him plenty of opportunity to see her stocking tops and suspenders. Still he bored her with lengthy details about his plans for his future, even when she allowed him a long gaze at her tiny black thong. He may have enjoyed what he had seen, but showed no interest in anything but himself.

In the end, Lisa had made her escape while he was in the toilet. That was the last time she would let her best friend Anna try and fix her up.

Now in her room, Lisa kicked off her heels, and sat on the end of her bed rubbing her aching toes. Something caught her eye outside. It must have been the curtains swaying in the open window of the opposite apartment. It had been empty for a while, but apparently not any more. For a few moments Lisa watched, wondering if for once she needed to close her curtains, but nothing else moved.

Anyway, if someone was watching, they could only see Lisa's top half over the window sill. Squeezing her breasts together, Lisa remembered the poor response her cleavage had got from her date. Maybe she was no longer attractive, and that was why he was not interested. It had been over a year since...

Lisa shook her head, dispersing her negative thoughts. It was no good over analysing and needlessly depressing herself. The guy was a dick, pure and simple, and she had made a lucky escape. Standing up, Lisa shrugged off her suit jacket, and unfastened the matching short skirt. Leaning forward to step out and remove it, she again thought she saw something. This time Lisa did not stop to check. If someone is there, then at least she has their attention. A tingle of nerves and excitement ran through her. Dare she show more?

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.

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.