It had always been my fantasy to have a threesome, I was too shy to admit it to my boyfriends, even though people always assumed that it was every boy’s fantasy to have a threesome! Of course in my case, I wasn’t dreaming of doing it with two girls, I was dreaming of doing it with another two handsome, muscular, gym-instructor style lads! After I made the confession to one of my best friends over a bottle of wine (maybe it was the effect of the wine that made me reveal my deep secret), she pointed me in the direction to hire two top quality couple escorts. I was a little hesitant at the start, but I wanted to make sure that my first time of threesome experience was perfect, after all it had been my secrete desire for a long time! I wanted to be sure that my virginity (of threesome) was in good hands.

I sat on the stool as carefully as I could, I hoped I would get away without him seeing me. It was too late. He made eye contact and nudged his friends to come over.

I sat still trying to hold my skirt down to avoid him getting a glimpse of the black lacetop hold ups I was wearing. He stood in front of me, parted my knees with his hands and ran them up the inside of my thighs. I felt the warm flood seeping through my black lace knickers with every millimetre he ascended. He reached my wet pulsating mound and slipped one, then two fingers under my panty line. The coolness of his fingers made me gasp.

"There you like that don't you?" He muttered, his eyes wild with power and lust.
He pulled his fingers out and ran them over my mouth, my lips parted automatically as I tasted the sweet muskiness of my own juices. He parted my legs wider and pulled my knickers to one side exposing my moist ripe pussy to the eyes of his eager friends.
'Take a look at that boys. Who wants a taste?'

It was a beautiful bright balmy summer evening as my train wound its way slowly through the Scottish countryside to its final destination. A rich heavy sensuous musk from wild blooming honeysuckle and jasmine caught the back of my throat, and filled the stuffy old grey carriage.

She would stroke his arm as he spoke, it was a fine arm, I must add, tight bicep, olive skin, lower arm and fist. To be completely honest I would have loved to dabble with that arm as well. He would greet her at first, with a kiss to each cheek; then as their relationship deepened he went straight to her lips.

As the ice begins to melt, my hand high on your thigh I move my fingers around in the water that has been left on you. I take another pierce of ice out, lightly running it over you again starting just above your knee moving it all the way up your leg, stopping at your denim mini skirt

As I stood in the darkened room, I could feel my heart beating hard. It was hot and I could feel the tension ripping through the air. I couldn’t wait any longer to see him. As the lights came up he walked out on to the stage. My dream man, the lead singer of a rock band.

It was a long drive from London to Glasgow, but made sure we left early enough to avoid any kind of traffic. My mind flashed back to last night, and I was reminded of how fantastic the sex was (not that it ever isn't).

"uh...uhh....uhhh.uuuuuhhhhhh...uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh...fuck me harder...faster...uuuuhhhh...uhhhh...uuuhhhhh...."
All he could do was grunt and ram his huge cock into me harder, harder, harder. I was nearing my third orgasm now but he had not even come once yet.

With a sigh I open my eyes for the tenth time this night. Somehow I can’t get to sleep. As I turn my head I start to smile as I see you next to me fast asleep. I lay there wide awake for a few minutes watching you in the dark, listening to your breathing before I slide from under the sheets. It’s only 2am - damn… As I walk out of the bedroom the damp air clings to my naked body as I walk down to smoke a cigarette. In the distance I can hear the rumbling of a more than welcome summer storm, some refreshing rain would be perfect right now…

We’ve been together a while, but I never get tired of it. I love to fuck him, and he loves to fuck me.

I get home. It has been a long day, but I'm still feeling horny, and have been thinking about a nice hard fuck all the way home. I want him in me. I want his hands on my breasts, my nipples in his mouth and his face in my pussy. I need it all, and I am going to have it.

It’s half one in the morning and I can’t sleep. All I can think about is Her. I saw Her today, and it nearly drove me mad. The way she just flirts with blokes, it’s so annoying. She just throws herself at them, not thinking about how it makes others feel. She wears tight tops to show off Her perfectly round breasts, low enough to see 6 inches of cleavage. When She gets cold, you can see goose bumps on Her delicate soft skin. Her short skirts show off Her lithe legs, so slender and sexy.

We'd been dating for a few weeks now and after dinner tonight I was fully prepared to take this man back to my home for the night of passion I had been dreaming of since our first meeting. If only he knew the times I had thought of him naked, the times I had slipped my fingers into my warm slit and rubbed myself thinking of all the things I wished him to do.

Three men in 24 hours: what more could a woman want? The first man I sucked off was a new lover whom I'd fucked at a company party the week before. I don't know how a "good housewife" became so depraved but here I was at the office party, getting off with one of my boss's friends.

Hannah’s mind raced as she and Louise took the slow walk back to her home. She couldn’t believe what had already taken place that night. The looks between them filled with a raging fire, the slight touches as they moved around each other that sent shivers all over the body. She just wanted to grab Louise and kiss her there and then, she didn’t care who would see, who would know. All that mattered was that she had her, could touch her and hold her so close against her own body.

I walked in the cool waves, enjoying the breeze blowing through my hair. His hands touched the small of my back, then slipped round my waist. He suddenly turned me around and kissed me deeply and passionately. my arms encircled his neck and he pulled me closer. My pussy began to throb, nticipating what was in store. I could feel his hard cock against my thigh and it turned me on even more.

Jo had been curious about sex with another woman for a while. During her last massage Sally had more than once just gently touched the side of her tits and Jo had felt the start of arousal. She’d wondered at the time whether to ask, “Do you want me to turn over onto my back ?” but had lacked the courage. Later she’d fantasised about how good a tit massage would feel and how she’d enjoy masturbating while Sally watched .....

David set out a plate of cheese and sliced baguette, a second plate of strawberries and chocolate, and a bucket containing ice and a bottle of champagne. Knowing that Vanessa was always on time, he hurried back inside, grabbing a bouquet of roses off the kitchen counter before standing at the front door. Promptly at 7:00, Vanessa let herself in.

"You're gonna be our little slut", he snarled at me as I sat before him on the satin covered, queen sized bed. I did not know his name and I didn't want to know it. All I cared about was the thick, eight inch cock that was stiffening before me.

Miss S wore clothes that managed to flow around her in a rush of textures and colors, which always attracted your eye and led it to explore the curve of her shoulders, her waist and the soft bump of her breasts. Her smile was dazzling and never reached her eyes so it seemed she had something to hide: beneath her beauty she was terribly shy. Her petite body made her my little fairy. I was under her spell.

That night I was only meant to go over to see you for a drink. But when you grabbed my wrist and pulled me upstairs to your bedroom I was powerless to resist.