It's quite bizarre how it came to be actually, me living with them, being paid by them, fucking them on demand. Search "LINA" for parts 1 & 2 of this story

“This is your big treat” my friend's voice whispers in my ear. She’s led me to a rather unimpressive looking club and I have a hard time understanding what ‘my treat’ is going to be, until I notice the sign by the door “Manchester fetish: members only” then I feel a pulse of pleasure running through me, ending in my clit, leaving me smiling widely.

She lay down on the massage table and waited. Luke the therapist came in shortly, he was dressed in a loose-fitting black shirt and black jeans; his hair was short and dark. To her surprise there was another man with him, he was a little shorter than the massage therapist with fair hair instead, a little bit longer but not quite what anyone would call long.

It's quite bizarre how it came to be actually, me living with them, being paid by them, fucking them on demand. See I am just a normal girl, albeit a pretty one. I graduated, and whilst I was looking for work related to my degree I took up temping to make a bit of money so I could stay on in my flat. I had a nice little car to fuel and also an addiction to shoes which didn't really come cheap.

I was everything my teachers wanted in an A-level student and more. Straight A, hard working and to coin a phrase willing and able. If only they new. I may have seemed innocent but dont let the prefects badge fool you. My boyfriend Dave and I were enjoying our own extra curricular activities during the lunch hour. While others were cramming for their last year exams we were cramming something else and boy was it good. As I sat in maths my mind could hardly concentrate on calculus. I couldn't wait for our little liason which was exactly mmm, 37 minutes away.

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.

Amy sat back on her chair; the plastic creaked as she crossed her flawless, solarium-tanned legs. Working for a sports centre gave her access to everything she needed to keep her body in prime condition. All six foot two of it. She stared at the window in front, it was a below water spy porthole to watch for any underhand behaviour that may take place in the pool and deal with it accordingly. Few argued with her – including the men, she was too big, too attractive and too handy on a punch bag and it showed.

I opened the door to the shop, I recognised the body standing behind the counter but not the woman who had his cock in his mouth. ‘Hello’, he whispered at me, I smiled and came closer.

Another birthday. We’d had friends over for the evening – one of my closest girlfriends and my boyfriend’s best mate David. After some good food and lots of wine, I was tired and lay dozing with my head on Adam’s lap as my friend said goodnight and let herself out.
‘Happy Birthday,’ David said as he stood up to leave and leaned in to kiss my cheek.

I had been having a bit of a rough time, a tough time in work, just hitting a landmark birthday of 30 and single again, the last relationship having really taken its toll on me mentally and physically, but luckily I have some great friends who were very supportive, and who unknown to me were also about to ignite my confidence and sex life in a very dramatic way.

I've been talking to this tall, dark haired, pale skinned lean guy in his late twenties on and off for a few months. We'd exchanged photos and agreed to meet up soon. He told me he was bi-curious, oh, a term which is bandied about a lot these days, but I had a feeling that with him it was for real. He was broad minded and he was spilling over with sap. I thought there must be something I could do for him, besides the obvious. I thought it may be time for us to seek a potential, willing young male who was ready to do some serious experimenting...

Myself and my partner Paul have a current naughty indulgence. One that involves driving out to secluded spots in the middle of nowhere and anonymously pressing flesh with others in the dark.

These things always start on holiday, don’t they?

Rachel had not really expected to get any answers to the couple’s ad. It was just meant to be a giggle. But there she was, with a strange man at the end of the phone, inviting them for dinner. It was all such a shock. She just agreed and then after putting down the phone the reality of the situation started to sink in.

“Oh, and remember.... we’re out of lube” my girlfriend announced as she rushed off to work as I happily dozed away, half awake.
“Ok,” I chuckled. I knew exactly what she was referring to. I had tried to force my cock into her arse the other night (quite unsuccessfully, I might add) without such a slippery aid and we were meeting up with our fuck buddy in the week, who has a tendency to get a little nervous and dry on us, despite loving a bit of ass play herself.

It was my birthday the other week. My boyfriend had been hinting that he was going to get me something that he knew I would like and had desired for a long time. When it came to the day however there were the normal gifts and nothing out of the ordinary. After a nice meal and some wine we were sitting on the sofa watching TV when there was knock on the door.

It had been a long, frustrating day, and the presence in the meeting of the attractive sales executive hadn’t helped her with the sexual frustration she had building up. She’d worked some of the tension out in the gym, and had spent a long time in the shower, trying to wash away the rest, but another long bath and a session with the vibrator beckoned, as she shivered in the cold wind and rounded the corner towards her front door.

The couple nervously entered the doctor’s room, greeted by the usual impersonal nod from the young, female doctor, who was sitting imperiously behind her desk. God, that’s just typical, their problem was bad enough, let alone having to share it with some beautiful professional doctor type. They sat down self-consciously in the two chairs arranged next to the desk and waited for the doctor to speak. “What seems to be the problem?” Neither husband nor wife wanted to be the first to talk. Eventually, the woman cleared her throat and explained the reason for their visit.

For Sonny's birthday Jan thought she would treat him to a very special night-in. She took the day off work, tidied up the flat and cooked him his favourite meal for when he got home. After dinner, as she was about to start clearing the plates away, the doorbell rang.
"That'll be the first half of your present, darling, could you get the dorr while I finish up in here?" said Jan.

My name is Rosie and I'm in my third and final year at university. I'm one of only two girls in a flat with three boys. We're are all attractive people but we are all at this point in time single and enjoying it immensly. This is a story about what happened last night after a bit too much to drink...

We are in a bar somewhere. It's busy and there are a lot of people around, some of whom know us. I notice a woman at her own by the bar. She looks familiar but I'm not sure. I walk up and realise it's Jane. I know her but not very well. Mostly drunken chance encounters at parties. Jane is totally different to me. She's calm and laid back with an easy voluptuous sexual vibe to her. Voluptuous is the word for her body too. Beautiful heavy breasts and a gorgeous rounded arse, with a face like a Botticelli angel framed by cascading ringlets. She smiles in surprise as she recognises me.