LOGINRight. So. I let David put me in a spreader bar last Thursday. Elliot was coming over for dinner and David had this look on his face. That look. The one that means he's been planning something.The clinking sound of metal-on-metal gets me horny now. Pavlovian. Like when you hear the ice cream van. Except it's restraints and I'm forty-five and this is my life apparently.Ever since David ordered the spreader bar. Amazon Prime, would you believe. Turned up in this massive box. Delivery driver handed it over with a completely straight face but he had to have known. Young bloke, early twenties. Probably told his supervisor. Probably logged it somewhere. "Victorian terrace, sex equipment, 7am Thursday."I rarely see David get it out because before he does he'
The King's Arms is heaving, rugby boys absolutely everywhere, and I can smell beer and that particular kind of male desperation that comes with sports socials. David's hand on my lower back pushing me through the crowd. The stockings. Them with each step, the seams, hoping they're straight but probably not because we left in a rush and I didn't check properly in the mirror.Still desperate from earlier. He gave me one orgasm after denying three and it was just enough to take the edge off, which means I'm still, god, still really wanting more and he knows it, the bastard absolutely knows it."There." His voice right by my ear.Where? Look where he's. Oh. Rugby boy, no wait, probably rower actually, has that build. Early twenties maybe? Messy hair. Broad s
"Close your eyes."I stare at him. My chest rising and falling. Still trying to catch my breath from the last round."What?""Close them. Or I'll find something to make you."I close them. Know better than to argue at this point. Fifteen years married and I've learned when David's got that tone in his voice. The instructional one. Like he's about to give a lecture on fiscal policy except it's about my orgasm.He reaches for the drawer. I hear it. The black silk scarf I wore yesterday. Feel him fold it. Place it over my eyes. Tie it behind my head. Proper knot too. Not coming off unless he wants it off."David...""Can you see?""No.""Good." He kisses my forehead lightly. All tender. Deceptive really. "Now you'll have to gue
Dropped him at the station with barely five minutes till the last train. We did the proper distance thing on the pavement. Some drunks went past singing. Nothing changes.'Thanks for the lift, Mum,' he said loudly as some tourists walked past. Had his railcard ready on his phone.I kept my cool. 'Text when you get home safe,' I said in my best mum voice, then when they'd gone, 'You little shit. Next time I'll make you call me Mummy while you're inside me. See how you like that.''Deal,' he grinned, then dashed for the train as the doors were closing.As I drove home, could still feel him inside me. David would be waiting, glass of that bloody Merlot he drinks just to wind me up. Always quoting that Sideways film - "I am NOT drinking fucking Merlot!"
William squinted through the fogged glass, then his eyes widened. 'Fuck yes I see him.'I laughed softly, deliberately grinding down on him in a way that drew a strangled groan from his throat. I angled myself...bit awkwardly, mind, to give our peeping Tom a better show, rolling my hips all slow and... well, you know... deliberate-like. Bit performative, but what the hell.I turned to look directly at our watcher, maintaining eye contact as I rode William harder. 'Our friend seems to be enjoying the show,' I murmured, noticing with amusement that they'd now moved a hand to their crotch, wanking furiously through their trousers. 'Probably a Fellow from King's. They're always the perviest.''Have you done this before?' William asked. His hands were on my t
Drove to a quiet spot by the river. Trees hiding us a bit. Just the odd cyclist going past now. Some tosser had left a punt pole against a tree. Probably fell in. Happens every summer - pissed students thinking punting's easy, ending up soaked while tourists laugh at them.'Sure we won't we be seen?' William asked, glancing around nervously.'Only if someone's proper looking,' I said, killing the engine and lights. 'Most of the faculty have shagged here anyway. Like formal hall but with orgasms.'His eyes lit up. 'That makes what we're doing even more...''Forbidden?' I supplied, running my nails lightly up his thigh. 'You're getting quite the education, aren't you? First wanking you off on that crowded train. Then under the table at The Eagle while
And then her eyes slightly rolled upward, her mouth opened wide, and her entire body violently trembled. She came, and hard by the looks of it, without making a single sound. The sight was more than I could take after everything that had just gone on and I'm not at all proud to say that I exploded,
"Got it." Before anyone could say anything else I hopped to my feet. "I'm gonna go ahead, see you in the car." The last thing I wanted right now was to have a moment alone with Elayne, without our parents around to prevent her from bringing up whatever the fuck was going on. Before stepping into th
Despite knowing that I absolutely should not be looking at any of this, I couldn't tear my eyes away, especially as her fingers slowly drifted upwards to gently pinch her nipples. My cock, which had already been stiffening, reached the point where I was forced to reach down and reposition in it my
"You're right. Sorry, Mom," Elayne said once she'd finished coughing and had caught her breath. Her eyes almost imperceptibly flicked over in my direction, but she didn't say anything to me.For my part, my mouth suddenly felt insanely dry. Holy shit. I was right. My sister was wearing a vibrator.







