Seductive Lusted Sex Stories

  We were walking along the track and then the beach near the designated coastal camping site. We both needed to get away from parents and from our younger bratty babyish male siblings. We needed girl time and to talk seriously about the guys in our lives. Would we keep them or move on to fresh hot bods at University? It was a new coastal camping site. Dad had picked it out. He said something about it having heritage ruins nearby but I was only interested in Denny being there. We were senior college girls just enjoying the start of the summer break after too many intense exams, our future on hold till results were published in a month. It was either going to be an early Christmas present or parental disapproval of wasted opportunities being flung in our faces. We believed we had done enough to pass. As we walked side by side on the soft warm sand, we were doing the girly things that girls do together away from their guys and adults. We were engaged in the soft flirty, touchy feely,...

  Back in the early 80’s when we were in our mid 20’s, my husband was in the UK on a 10-week long course. Me and the children remained in West Germany. We wrote to each other at least once a week, but half way through his course, I received a letter from him that shocked me. He wanted to see me fucked by another man! Or for me to be fucked by him and another man! I didn’t write back to him for 2 weeks and when I did, I asked him what he thought I was, and didn’t he take our marriage seriously? When he replied, he was very apologetic and said it was only a fantasy anyway and wouldn’t mention it again. But it was now 7 weeks since he left, and I was missing that feeling of his cock inside me. I had fantasised about my husband’s best friend, Steve, in the past. And if I was going to fuck anyone other than my husband, it would be him. Steve was the first friend of my husband that I met when I landed in Germany. He met us off the airport bus and took us to our married quarters. He has ...

  Tony was not your average ‘sparkie’. Workmates were impressed by where their petite colleague could squeeze their slender arm and thin fingers to pull those frickin short wires through the bloody small holes the drillers left in the concrete slabs behind the plaster sheets; several storeys up, for the electrical sub contracted team to wire. Tony liked the electrical trade and was good at it. Antonia by birth, Tony to her male workmates; she was the only female on the building site. And young to boot, just having turned nineteen and getting on with life. A sparkie by trade but a true live wire in bed: when she could get it. Teams of electricians, plumbers, tilers and painters; were busy today on the seventh floor of the new inner city apartment complex.  Tony’s team were wiring. This luxury complex was being built up fast. Circuits, fuse boxes, breakers, wired smoke detectors and automatic sprinklers, plus checking the whole floors backup systems. The work was demanding and s...

  I had a late evening tennis game at the club, my father had promised to pick me up if I was willing to accompany him to attend the nearby auction on behalf of his company, which was fine with me, I had nothing else to do afterwards. He knew I would be dressed in my tennis clothes, but it was an unformal event and too crowded for anybody to notice anyway besides, if he drove me home first, It would have been too late for him to participate in that auction. Walking into the hall with my dad, I was shocked how crowded it was in there, which was supposed to be a decent auction. A huge hall with semi dimmed lights, they usually hold it any time of day or night according to daddy, depending on the importance of the sold product. The first three rows were reserved for the participants who are supposed to wave their hands for approval or asking to speak, the microphone would be passed to them. The rest of the hall was very crowded and very noisy, the rest of attendees after the reserve...