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 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.

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?

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?

No Panty Day - 22nd June

No Panty Day - 22nd June
by Jonathan Eddington



"Hey Karen!" Sarah shouted to her room-mate. "Have you seen what people are saying on Facebook about today?"

"No, what?" Karen mumbled as she walked into the room, towel drying her hair.

Sarah paused for a moment at the sight of Karen's slender, young, naked body, swaying towards her. The way her firm pert breasts jiggled as she finished off her hair was hypnotic, no matter how many times she saw it.

"It should be right up your street" Sarah smirked, shaking her mind clear. "You tend to be most weekends anyway..."

"What're you on about?" Karen moved in close to look at Sarah's phone, her nipples brushing up against her shoulder. "No what day? Panty! So guys will be trying to look up our skirts at college more than normal..."

"If you wore something longer than a belt, they wouldn't find it so easy" Sarah chided her friend, glancing round at Karen's shaved pussy. "So you're not bothering then? Even for that new guy, James?"

"Hmm, he can take mine off any day" sighed Karen, picturing the strong, rugged physique he liked to show off in his tight sports vests and jeans, and what the three of them could get up to.

"So, that's a yes then" giggled Sarah, and pulled her down for a kiss.

Lakeside Lust

Lakeside Lust
by Jonathan Eddington



"No peeking" Ruby warned, as she turned away and began to remove her clothes.

"I won't" promised Stuart, though if things went as he hoped, he would get plenty of chances to catch a glimpse or two as the afternoon went on.

With her hands on her bra clasp Ruby checked over her shoulder. True to his word Stuart was looking in the opposite direction. Mixed in with the relief, a small part of her was disappointed. Did he not find her attractive? She had been sure that asking her to model for his photography assignment was just an excuse to get her alone so he could make a move on her.

In his mind Stuart pictured Ruby slowly and sensuously stripping for him. Coyly she turned with an arm across her impressive breasts, and a hand covering her modesty below. She gazed straight into his eyes, smiled, and presented herself to him in her full naked glory. Her eyes ran down his body stopping at his bulging crotch. Slowly she walked towards him and...

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.

Saturday Shorts: Suzy And Dave

Saturday Shorts: Suzy And Dave
by Jonathan Eddington



Dave could not help but giggle as he watched through the key hole of the storage cupboard he was hiding in. In the middle of the corridor in front of him various teachers and students knelt down to try and pick up the coins he had glued to the floor. Most made it look like they had dropped something and were bending to pick it up, or that they had stopped to do their laces. Others were more brazen, but no one could pull them free. As the number of people using the corridor died down, Dave struggled not to be heard sniggering as their attempts to free the coins became more frantic. A girl hacked at them with one of her high heels, until the heel snapped off. One guy tried to kick them free, and almost fell on his back. Another got down on his hands and knees and was trying to bite them off, but still they remained stuck fast.

Eventually the corridor was silent. Dave had almost left the cupboard when Suzy appeared. Sashaying around the corner, tottering on her heels, but so engrossed in her phone, she did not she him duck back inside. Safe again, he watched her swaying hips and the way her short plaid skirt lifted slightly with each step. Oh for a gust of wind!

A glint from the coins caught Suzy's eye, and she stopped. Dave held his breath as she glanced down at them, then up and down the now empty corridor. As she bent over, her body side on to him, her skirt rose revealing the firm toned curve of her butt cheek. Higher still it slid until almost her entire buttock was bared. Dave gazed in awe. From where he was hid it looked like she was not wearing any underwear. If only she was bent over with her back to him.

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.

Manly Mondays: The Hunk Next Door - Part 3

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Manly Mondays: The Hunk Next Door - Part 2

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Manly Mondays: The Hunk Next Door - Part 2
by Jonathan Eddington



Jo stood in the shower feeling the hot water running over her skin. Was this really such a good idea when she still knew so little about Matt? What if he tried to hurt her? Well, if he did, she would only be next door so she could shout Louise for help. How would he be with her? Rough and demanding, or sensual and tender? She did not really care. It had been a few months since Jo had last had sex, and lust was taking over her now. Even the touch of her own hands gliding over her increasingly sensitive skin was turning her on. The temptation to satisfy herself was hard to ignore, but somehow she managed it. Wrapping a towel around her moist body she headed back to her room.

Manly Mondays: The Hunk Next Door - Part 1

Manly Mondays: The Hunk Next Door

by Jonathan Eddington

Ever since Jo had left her cheating rat of a husband and moved in with Louise, Jo had been catching increasingly tantalising glimpses of the hunky guy next door. 

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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Steak And Blowjob Day

Steak And Blowjob Day
by Jonathan Eddington



Cherie felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. Whatever it was would have to wait. This lecture was far too important if she was to pass the course. A few minutes later she felt it buzz again. She sneaked a glance in case it was something important. Becky had sent her a couple of messages on Facebook. Knowing Becky it was something to do with plans for later, so she could ignore it for now.

Lecture over, Cherie headed out of college and looked at the messages.

Becky Harper March 14th at 4:26pm
Hey its steak and blowjob day or so Gaz says lol
I bet Ray knows and is hoping you'll be sucking him later!

Becky Harper March 14th at 4:38pm
I've had an idea on how to make this special day good for us too. I've told the guys to be at mine for 7 where we will have steak ready and waiting for them. Be at mine for 6 so we can get ready.

Intrigued, Cherie rang Becky and listened with growing excitement to her plan. Tonight was going to be fun, for all of them.



Shortly after six, Cherie arrived at Becky's, her heart racing with nervous energy. She had no qualms about sucking Ray, in fact she quite enjoyed it. Watching his face contort with pleasure as he came made her feel so powerful and sexy knowing it was all because of her. It was what Becky had planned before, that was giving her butterflies.

Half an hour later they were both stood in the identical lingerie Becky had chosen. The black stilettoes, lace stockings and suspenders showing off the girls’ slender legs and thighs. The curves of their tight, firm buttocks sat teasingly below the black lace under bust Basque. Their full rounded naked breasts daring anyone not to gaze at them adoringly. When Cherie saw the special thongs Becky had got for them she could not help a little laugh.

Outfits on, they tied their hair back in tight ponytails, Cherie's blond locks and Becky's brown being the main difference between them. Next they neatly applied the ruby red nail lacquer and lip gloss, and finished their look with dark mascara and eyeliner. Either one would be irresistible to any man, but together...

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.