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A recent spell of spring weather got me thinking back to the only time I sucked a cock without knowing, or finding out, the guys name. It was early afternoon on a lovely spring day when I was driving back to the office from a meeting that took place nearly a hundred miles away from my office. Instead of staying for the buffet lunch and the hated networking I chose to leave. I picked up some sandwiches from a garage on the way then stopped in a lay by that was screened from the main road by trees but nevertheless gave me a pleasant view over a reservoir. There wasn’t an erotic thought in my hea… Lire la suite

________________________________________ I thought I'd already posted this but it seems to have gone missing so here it is again The events I describe occurred nearly forty years ago, pre computer and mobile phones, but they still get my seventy plus yearr old cock hard whenever I recall them. Carol had long dark curly hair, a figure to die for, slim waist, and 34D tits. We met after I’d answered her advert in a magazine contact. That’s the way recreational sex was organised in those days. Arrangements were made for me to visit her on a night when her partner, Paul, was away from home. I pick… Lire la suite

At 2am on a Saturday morning the phone rang. I answered fearing the worse. No one calls at that time of the morning unless it’s an emergency. A polite male voice told me he was a friend of Carol. He asked if he could speak to her. The ringing of the phone had woken her anyway so I handed it to her. As soon as she started to speak I realised that the caller was in fact Michael, a lover she’d told me about, a man some twenty years older than her. I put a hand between her legs and fingered her as she talked to him. She was wet, very wet. The call ended and Carol immediately rang for a taxi before… Lire la suite

Pamela was my first really hot girlfriend. We’d have been in our mid twenties when we met through work although we didn’t work together. She wasn’t much of a looker to be honest but always very pleasant and easy to talk to but there was certainly no indication of her appetite for sex. We went for a meal on our first date and it was past midnight when I stopped the car at her parents’ house where she was living. There’d been no hint about her high sex drive all night so I wasn’t expecting much when I leaned across for a goodnight kiss. As soon as our lips touched her mouth opened and her tongue… Lire la suite

It was summer 1965, I was eighteen and just completing my first year working when I was sent to a summer school by my employer. It was the first time I’d been away from home on my own. Towards the end of the course I got to go to a beach BBQ. It was a bit of a disaster because it rained heavily but loads of people went off to a house party and I got taken along. Mini skirts were very much in fashion at the time and girls just didn’t care if they flashed their knickers when they were dancing, sitting on a low seat or bending to pick up a glass. By lucky accident I found myself standing with a b… Lire la suite

So, at last, I got to visit Paul my lingerie buddy. His wife has resumed working from her office instead of at home. I wore black stockings, suspender belt and lacy panties under my clothing but as soon as I arrived at his place I changed into my tartan mini skirt and a white lacy top. Paul had hid coffee/cream french knickers on as I'd requested and he'd put on tan lace topped thigh highs. A cream coloured silky negligee completed his outfit. We sat and chatted for a while. Paul told me that his sex life had been wonderful while his wife was working from home. She was so much more relaxed a… Lire la suite

Just heard from my lingerie buddy that his wife's period of home working comes to an end shortly which means i'll be able to visit him once more. I can't wait to pull up a pair of his wife's panties over my stockings and suspenders and have him suck my cock through them. I've told him I want him to wear his coffee/cream french knickers. I so want to masturbate him and suck his cum as it oozes through the silky material. So hard now just thinking about it.… Lire la suite