Stockings & Suspenders

Stockings & Suspenders
by Jonathan Eddington



She chose her favourite stockings, sheer black with lacy top,
And matching black suspender belt, to ensure they don't drop,
With tight white blouse and mini skirt, and high heels that would stop,
Dead in their tracks all men that saw, her walking past the shop.

Her heart did race as out she went, to meet her special guy,
Enjoying the attention from, each person she went by,
Their eyes ran up each silky leg, and lingered at her thigh,
Her soft white skin so welcoming, and easy on the eye.

With every step the mini skirt, it showed a little more,
Now just below her bare butt cheeks, her pulse began to soar,
What else she'd show if she bent down, beside the cafe door?
She'd flash her clear arousal too, with what she hadn't wore.

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.

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.

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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Outdoor Antics - "Don't Frighten the Horses"

Outdoor Antics - "Don't Frighten the Horses"



This week, one of the UK tabloids did one of it's typical eye catching but factually incorrect articles. The act of having sex outdoors is NOT a crime in the UK. Doing it where it is witnessed, and to cause offence is. So what does that really mean?

Creamed

Creamed
by Jonathan Eddington



"Go on," Sue giggled, "do it."

"Are you sure?" Jack panted.

"Yeah. Just don't get it in my hair" she added as she brushed it away from her face.

"You two are crazy" Pete murmured at this unexpected turn of events.

"Yeah, you'll never catch me doing that" agreed Alice, yet the sparkle in her eyes hinted otherwise.

"Go on mate" shouted Mark. "Do it!"

"Ready?" grunted Jack as he gazed at Sue's open mouth, his arm almost a blur he was shaking it so fast.

Before Sue could answer, a thick stream of creamy white shot up her chin, over her nose, and narrowly avoided her eye. Jack held steady for a second burst, this time only getting her neck and chin. The third and final spurt bounced off her extended tongue and deep inside her mouth. Sue deftly caught a precariously hanging drip, then swallowed.

"Oh wow" gasped Sue, carefully wiping away a blob that was sliding towards her eye. "That was not what I expected" she laughed.

"I'm sorry" Jack grimaced. "It was harder to aim than I thought..."

"Never mind that," said Pete, "What about the rest of the bet?"

New Year Excitement

New Year Excitement
by Jonathan Eddington



"Shall we?" you ask with a saucy smile and a raised eyebrow.

"You weren't joking then?" I reply, my balls tingling with anticipation.

"No," you grin as you check no one is watching us, "so come on as we don't have long."

Initially I had not been looking forward to this New Year’s Eve party at your best friend Julie’s house. I quickly changed my mind during the taxi ride over. Loudly you proclaimed you intended to suck me off at the party, and wear my cum on your face till the following morning. The driver briefly swerved as he turned to look at you, so instead cast furtive glances in his mirror at the tight, short, black Lycra dress that clung to your every curve. His eyes flicked between your impressive cleavage and your obvious lack of any underwear. No doubt he would not forget you in a hurry.

Swiftly we move through the other party goers and head out into the garden. As we round the corner we see another couple enjoying more than the beautifully lit trees and flowers. I recognise Andy and Victoria from the introductions earlier, though at that point he did not have a hand up her skirt as he sucked on her nipple, and she did not have his cock out while slowly rubbing his shaft.

I am about to back away when Andy looks right at you and smiles. Still fingering Victoria he motions to her to look our way.

“Ooh!” she gasps, her eyes wide with excitement at our presence, then drops to her knees and takes his stiff cock in her mouth.

My own cock is straining in my pants, already eager for you to fulfil your earlier promise, and even more so with this free sex show in front of us. You rub your body against my side as your hand pops a shirt button and strokes my chest and you raise a leg and brush your thigh against my crotch.

“Want to cum on my face in front of them?” you purr then nibble my ear as your hand slides down to my pants.

John and Mary

John and Mary
by Jonathan Eddington


"Come on. There's no one in" John said disappearing inside the hotel's main men's washroom.

Cautiously at first Mary followed him, but he was right. Everyone else must still be at the party in the main function room. They had only met that night, but something had immediately sparked between them. Their wild, intimate dancing had made them the talking point of the night. They did not care. All they now cared for was each other, and exploring each others wanting bodies.

They kissed deeply, as John gracefully picked Mary up and sat her on the edge of a sink. Desire burnt within her as she felt his stiffness press against her damp thong. Gently he lay her back against the mirror behind her and kissed his way down her neck, his thumbs flicking off the straps of her top. Briefly she glanced over to the door, hunger raging inside her, then pressed down on the back of John's neck. Mary's braless nipples tingled in anticipation as he lowered her top and squeezed her firm breasts. Arching her back she guided his kisses to an awaiting nipple and gasped as his tongue licked and teased around it. Outside the door she heard footsteps, but no one came in. Her desire for him, mixed with the trepidation of being discovered, raged through her body. She needed more.

High Street Hijinks

High Street Hijinks
by Jonathan Eddington



"Hmm, I don't know," I said, nervously biting my lip, "what if someone comes?"

"Yeah us. That's the idea" Chris growled, and in one swift movement lifted me up and sat me on the low wall.

To my relief the high street was deserted. During the day it would be full of bustling shoppers and impatient motorists. The only people out now where at the club around the corner where we had met. Deftly he slid his hands under my tight crop top and lifted it freeing my pert, braless breasts.

"Whoa!" I gasped, again looking around.

Before I could cover myself Chris grasped a breast in each hand and kissed me roughly almost pushing me back over the wall. His rough lips covered mine. A not entirely unpleasant pain shot from my nipple as he pinched it, and as I gasped in shock his tongue thrust into my mouth to find mine.

This was not the usual soft and sensual approach that I was used too. But it was what we had talked about online before arranging this, our first date. I wanted to try man who would take charge, and ravage me in daring situations. I had let him choose where to go, and even what I should wear. Going commando had admittedly given me a buzz all night. Quite a few guys had gazed longingly as my breasts bounced and swayed as we danced. My nipples had poked teasingly through my top as I enjoyed the attention, and the feel of the air on my naked pussy was strangely arousing. At one point Chris suggested I did a fast spin to flash my bare buttocks and pussy, but I had been too shy. Admittedly, the thought of other guys getting turned on if I did became more and more desirable as the night went on. So when Chris pulled me too him, ran his hands up the back of my legs, and firmly grasped my now exposed bum, I let him hold me like that for several minutes. His cock had felt hard and thick as we ground our bodies together on the dance floor, but it felt even harder out here as I reached down and squeezed it through his pants.

The Naked Truth About Me

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One week left to get my books for FREE

A quick reminder that my two books, Wild Endeavours and Poetic Dreams, are available for free until the end of March. You can get them from Smashwords.com in a variety of formats for just about every ebook reader there is.

Second book published: Poetic Dreams

Everyone dreams about sex from time to time. The fun really begins when you tell your partner about them. Whether you dreamt of a romantic romp on the beach at sunset, some daring outdoor fun in the rain, or being watched by others, it can really start your day with a bang.

Also included are short poems or rhymes between each story covering breakfast in bed, sexy shopping, the allure of lipstick, and more.

This collection ends with the wild tale of two wanton female fans surprising the male divers in the communal changing room before a big competition. It is not just Tim Dally who enjoys the girls attention.

First book published: Wild Endeavours

Have you heard about the college girl who woke her boyfriend with a special surprise after a drunken party while others slept in the same room? Perhaps you saw what happened on and off the dance floor after a saucily dressed vixen snared her nervous pray at the local club? Or maybe you have wondered what really happens on a Hen Party when the stripper arrives?

All these are more are revealed.

The Hen Party

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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.