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?

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?