I am the girl who will always surrender with a kiss. No matter what has been said before, kiss me and I'm yours for whatever you want to do to me. The kind of kiss where the man embraces the moment, as though you were long lost lovers meeting again after years of distance and heartache. The kind of kiss when you ruffle your strong hands through my hair and mess it up as you slowly wrap one arm around me and gradually lie me down. Kiss me like that and I'm yours.

I came home from walking just on dusk, I looked through my window and could see into my bedroom the curtains were just closed and the lamp was on. I watched the figure on the bed softly shadowed, her figure silhouetted onto the wall behind her bed.

We have spent the entire afternoon fucking each other in this hotel room. Now we’re supposed to be leaving and I’ve already showered and should be getting dressed. But I can’t, because all I want to do is fuck you all over again.

One lunch hour I was at the gym, feeling tired so decided to slip into the jacuzzi instead of the tread mill. I relaxed with my arms stretched out easily along the sides of the pool, I lay may head back and allowed my body to be soothed by the jets.

He is the fittest man I have ever seen, modest, but everyone thinks he's God’s gift to ladies. I'd never seen him in anything less than his kit but he's perfect husband material; he doesn’t drink, he is fit and sensitive.

We are at the bus stop and it is very cold so we are shivering and huddling together. You know Im turned on because I keep pinching your cute ass much to the disgrace of the older people at the bus stop. But I don’t care.

I had plans to go to my friend's house. It was the end of the semester and we were going to party, instead I lied told her I was sick and went to my sister's.

I’m here. My heart and clit pound as one as I approach the door, a familiar feeling in an alien setting, a new set of rooms to in which to explore new sexual territory. Already, I can see your outline and the anticipation starts to bubble over; I’m slick with it.

After looking at your poll and comments about "dogging" I thought you might be interested in what happened to me and my husband Tom. We weren't exactly dogging - at least we didn't set out with that intention. It was a hot summer's day and we had decided to go for a drive in the country. We parked up a quiet dirt track off the main road to enjoy the peace and quiet of the countryside. With the weather being so hot Tom was only wearing a pair of shorts and I was in just a light summer`s dress.

Today was the day, I had first met A on a web dating service a few weeks before. We had sparked a great relationship, both being married and in our 30's we were after something new.

As cliched as this may be, last night we made love in the backseat of my car. It was so amazing. My legs were positioned in just the right way, and he had good leverage. Everything was perfect.

My Master had to leave as he had someone to see that morning but he had left me with clear instructions as to what I was to do that day. I had to compose an advertisement for alt.com selling myself, as my Master’s possession, to any man who was inventive enough to know how to use me in ways that would amuse him. It was my fault that I had to face this humiliation, I had titillated him with talk of sex with multiple partners, a real fantasy of mine, and he was calling my bluff by instructing me to advertise to make this fantasy come true.

The shower pulses on my head. The door opens. I pretend I don’t know you’re there until you reach between my legs to tease my nuts. A soapy hand throttles my cock. You crush your breasts against my back and start to stroke me. I put both hands and my face against the wall, and let myself enjoy it.

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My man came round the other evening to help me on the computer,as it had gone slightly bonkers. I managed to correct the problem myself, but didn't want to put him off coming as I wanted to see him, so left it till late to let him know the PC seemed OK now. I put on a long black underslip with a black shirt over the top.

"Wow, where are you going?" he said.

"Nowhere" I said.

He then sat at the PC with me.

I am doing military service and am told to report for an administrative duty. I am handed a clipboard and white lab coat. It's hot so I take of my uniform and put the coat on over my underwear, leaving buttons undone at the top and bottom.

My boyfriend and I work at the same place. One day, we both finished work at the same time so we sneaked into my office, ripped off our clothes and had hard sex on the floor.

Elizabeth smiled and gripped the edge of the kitchen table, her long black nails digging into the varnish.

“I really mu….uh..oooh.” Her head flung back, her black hair tumbled down over her milky smooth shoulders. She could hear and feel his hot ragged breath as he hungrily lapped up her juices.

Friday night after a long hard slog in the office. Three of my friends and I decide to go for a well earned drink in the local bar.

It's a perfectly nice hotel room. It looks like an explosion in a Laura Ashley shop, but it's clean and the bed is comfortable, and it's only for one night.