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.

We sat on his sofa watching a film on TV. I was lying on top of him but wanted to move into action when I felt his huge bulge through his jeans.

We couldn't open the padlock to the shutters at first. We were uncertain of the key to use on the bunch. Were the alarms set? Could we gain access?

Our bedroom behaviour could make the neighbors blush. But I found his attentiveness waning. A few hours before he returned from work, I wrapped myself in the silk sheets on our bed, writhing in the cold, soft, slippery sheets.

I was once eating a girl's clit when my boyfriend came in. I was telling her how good she tasted and then without noticing him we switched turns.

The television is on the blink and the repairman is at the door. I always dress sexily when I have male visitors; short skirt, low top and no knickers. I welcomed him in - he's young , in his early twenties with short blonde hair and a sexy glint in his eye.

We were having sex in the living room when my boyfriend pulled me onto him, face to face. The door suddenly opened and it was his best friend, who I'd always fancied.

He walks over to me. In an instant my pussy feels wet and starts to ache for something to fill it. He slides the straps of my nightie over my shoulders and begins to massage my tits tweaking at my nipples, kissing and licking.

Why the hell am I at this party. Nobody here is gonna do me. I'm just here for the drink and a laugh. The only male here is Andrew, like any one would want Andrew. Like Andrew would want me.

Dressed in my best gear - short black dress, stockings, beautiful undies. Stranger brushes against me at a party. I feel a frisson of excitement course through me. He's the man I've been staring at. I turn instantly and our eyes meet. We kiss and he cups his hands around my backside. My dress is lifted and we end up fucking for all to see.

I'm walking by a firestation and I notice a fireman beside the fire engine. He calls me over and puts me into the fire engine then takes all my clothes off and we do it in the back off a fire truck. Uuuughhh, heaven!

A new boss starts at work. I fancy him the second I see him - he's very hot. The next morning I come into work wearing a very short skirt, low cut top, wonderbra and no knickers.

There is a knock at the door. It's one of my exes, who I still fantasise about even now. He tells me he can't stop thinking about me and has to have me.

It's one of those humid summer days. I'm walking home with my partner when it suddenly starts to rain hard. I'm wearing a thin white T-shirt which turns rapidly see-through.

When I split up with my ex, I knew he was seeing another woman. It really hurt when I started to see them around together; she was very cute, with a red bob and a nice smile. One time, I had to go round to his house to collect some things I had left there. When I arrived, the door was open, so I pushed my way in. I found them on the bed, having sex. Instead of leaving, I felt quite turned on, and after watching for a bit, I joined them. It was the best time of my life, and really helped me to get over it!

We were at a party, when my boyfriend decided to finally make a fantasy of mine true, as he had always promised. We had both been drinking, and getting really dirty with each other. He left me in a bedroom with a blindfold on, while he said he was going to get something for me. When I came back, I heard other people in the room. A man and a woman started licking me, and when I was almost at the point of orgasm, the man entered me and fucked me slowly til I came. To this day, I still don't know who they are.

I don't know why, but I love seeing a man come, and if possible, having my boyfriend come on me. If I'm giving a blowjob, the ideal way for it to end is if he shoots it all over my face. If someone is fucking me from behind, I love it if he pulls it out and comes on my back, although coming inside is good too. I suppose that way, everything can be seen, but the best thing of all is the look on a man's face at the crucial moment. Even if I wasn't about to come myself, the sight of that is usually enough to do it!

I have decided to get some erotic photos taken for my boyfriend as a birthday present. I go to an up-market photography studio and the photographer is stunning; blue eyes, black hair and an Irish accent.

My flight has been delayed. I am anxious because I'll miss an important business meeting if it doesn't turn up soon. A petite woman with long auburn hair notices my agitation and starts to make small talk. Soon we are flirting and she suggests we do something to relieve my stress.

There's a lock in at my local pub. I soon realise I am the only woman in the place. I am feeling horny and start to flirt. After several tequilas, I decide to perform a strip tease. This gets the men really hot.