Letters Home

I’ve been away for so long, posted to this remote corner of the world for my research thesis. I miss you Tim, and our new girlfriend, I hope I can inspire you to some naughty fun with my words.

I want you to think about your ass filled with our favourite buttplug, your cock wrapped up tightly by a cock ring, me wearing the same thing. Our legs are entwined, my right leg over your left, your right leg over my left, our cocks together pressed together, shaft rubbing against shaft as Katie pulls and pushes on the buttplugs inside us, her tongue running over both of us, trying to take us in her mouth at the same time, causing us to twitch and shiver as she sucks on the heads of our leaking cocks. Her pussy is soaked as she plays with us, two firm cocks in her hands. As she strokes and licks us we both reach behind her and slip our fingers in and out of her. Both holes accept our slippery digits, she moans loudly on our cocks as we play with her labia, engorged and hot with her arousal.

Her clit is hard and exposed, her pussy is open like a flower to the sun, she can’t take our teasing any more and she stands up. Our cocks, still pressed together, are both pointing straight to the sky as she steps over us. Dropping to her knees she lowers herself until we can feel the heat from her sex. Sinking lower and lower she lines us up with her hand and impales herself on the both of us. Her pussy is stretched beyond anything she has felt before, the girth of our cocks complement each other, the thick base of yours, my thickness near the head. She screams in sudden orgasm as she comes to rest with us buried to the hilt. Our digital stimulation had her on edge, the penetration forcing her over. We can both feel the walls of her vagina contracting around us, the intense pleasure of your cock against mine inside her is pushing me to my limits.

You’re thrusting now as she kisses you, her breasts pushed into you as she starts to rock on our poles. I sit up a little as I reach around her body, one hand running up and down her side, the other making contact with you. Little by little we build up speed, our cocks taking turns to fill you, first you withdraw a little as I push in deep, then I pull out as you push in, her pussy never feeling empty but instead feeling stretched as we both fill her together.
She’s begging us now, “cum together, cum inside me boys, please”.
I look around her and I catch your eye, you know I’m close, you’ve seen me like this before. I feel your balls against mine, slick and coated in her juices, I can feel them as they tighten up and I know you’re on the edge too. I thrust, as deeply as I can and a groan escapes my body. The semen in my balls boils up, pulsing through my cock and out the engorged head, “I’m cumming”, I grunt as my orgasm washes over me. Katie moans her approval. You just twitch, your own heavy balls feeling the pressure erupt as your cum mixes with mine in Katie’s pussy. Katie can feel us pumping our seed into her at the same time, it tips her into another orgasm. We become a groaning, moaning, twisted pile of fucking flesh, our thrusting cocks now lubricated with our cum slide over and under, occasionally we pop out of Katie but her well fucked cunt accepts our re-entry easily, she’s so turned on that we slip in and out with ease. As our orgasms abate we collapse, Katie falls forward onto your chest, her body still twitching as she kisses you, I look down to see her asshole looking at me, winking as she feels the aftershocks of her orgasm rippling through her body, below it my cock, slick with our juices is softening inside her, a hint of your cock is visible as she twitches. Complete exhaustion takes over us and we all fall asleep, still joined by our genitals, one perfect loving human experience.

Until I can make it back home, I will picture this as I pleasure myself. Three months to go..

At the Nightclub

Trevor hadn’t been to a nightclub for quite a while, in his twenties he’d been a weekly visitor but having just hit thirty he’d found less and less time for it. Standing at a respectable 6 foot tall, he was skinny despite his bachelor diet of takeaway food and beer. Long brown hair ran down just past his shoulders when he didn’t have it pulled back in a ponytail for work.

He hadn’t been to this nightclub before, it had multiple floors all dedicated to a different genre of music. He was on the metal floor as he was expecting company. Being single, he’d taken the plunge and downloaded a dating app on his phone. Whilst browsing through it during a particularly dull day at work he’d stumbled upon Kristie. A fellow IT professional, she was also nearing thirty, was single, used to go to nightclubs, and was interested in revisiting the scene of her youth. When Trevor had first sent her a message he’d felt nervous. He’d berated himself for feeling that way, people do this all the time so why was he nervous about asking a girl out. Once he’d broached the dating topic she’d suggested the nightclub and he’d happily accepted. Continue reading “At the Nightclub”

Happy Birthday Baby

Claire had been a typical country girl moved to the city. Living out west she’d dreamed of one day moving to the big smoke to live amongst the hustle and bustle of the metropolis. Sitting in a small kitchen in the little apartment that she shared with her boyfriend Bonham, she sipped her tea as she considered his latest request. Both had had limited sexual experiences before they met but since discovering the pleasure of shared sexual moments they had made an effort to try new things.

Bonham’s latest request was also his most bold request. He wanted a threesome. With Claire and her friend Natasha. As Claire drank her tea she was texting Natasha about meeting up for coffee so that she could broach the idea.

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A Honey Covered Treat

For this story I was given a challenge. It had to be a scene that included handcuffs, a zucchini smeared with honey, and a blindfold. There must be three totally naked people and one must have a multiple orgasm.

Here is what I came up with.

Jessica had been walking around the Fruit Market for some time, contemplating the various phallic objects available for purchase.  Her thoughts drifted to the naked and helpless husband she had locked to the four poster bed with her handcuffs that she had left at home. He was in for a surprise when she found a suitable vegetable. She was in a state of great arousal as she paced the aisles, her thighs were damp as her nectar oozed from her inflamed pussy. Pausing before the zucchinis she moaned as a throb of excitement crashed over her body, she knew this would be the object that would suit her purpose. Gathering up three of various sizes she headed towards the checkout, collecting a jar of honey on the way. If only the checkout chick knew of her plans.

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Dreams

This is one of the first stories I ever wrote, it is close to 12 years old now and shows the inexperience of a fresh out of high school boy trying to express a sexual fantasy. It is short and is not the best work but I’ve always liked reading it and seeing how I’ve grown as a writer from this beginning. I’ve included it here so that you may see where I started and how I’ve grown as an author.


Sitting around my room, I stare at the two women lazing on my bed. My girlfriend, her gorgeous ass barely covered by her short skirt, our friend lying next to her, her heaving breasts barely contained by her new lacy bra. I try to hide my arousal as the girls read the erotic letters contained with a porn mag. Discussing the models bodies, their breasts and glistening pussies being critiqued by the girls.

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