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I often go to my local pub to enjoy a pint or two and chat with the group that frequent it. It is a mixed group. Some chaps bring their wives or girlfriends. Others join just for a chat and then leave.
One evening, a woman was introduced by someone and joined in the light conversations. She was attractive, blonde, slim with a very good figure, in her thirties I guessed.

I was introduced to her and got into a conversation. It was the usual form, Where do you live? what do you do? etc; It turned that she lived locally and was married to business man who worked in London every day. Our eye contact seemed to indicate some sort of chemistry, but I was not sure to interpret it that way. But then, there was her body language. Propped up against a bar stool, legs apart and directed straight at me. I did not go down that road.
In reply to my question, she informed me that she was an osteopath, seeing to people’s aches and pains etc; She had a treatment room in her house especially equipped and it earned her some extra money.
I was being flippant when I mentioned my aching knee to her. But she replied quickly. Saying that I should make an appointment to see her and gave me her telephone number.
I turned to speak to someone else and when I turned back, she was gone.

The next day I ‘phoned her and made an appointment for the next day and took her address.

I had a shower before I left and splashed on some body lotion, I did not want to be smelling of BO.

I found the house, tucked in a corner of a large plot. It was a large with neat gardens and looked expensive. I parked and rang the bell at a large oak door.
She opened the door to me, dressed in a pair of loose white slacks and a shirt over the top. She looked stunning and appeared to have made an effort with her make-up.
I tried to make a comparison with what she looked like when I met her in the pub.

She invited me in and as I passed her through the door I could smell her perfumed body. She ushered through the house to a back room, opened the door and invited me to enter. It was a small room, restfully coloured and obviously equipped for her part-time work. There was a treatment table in the centre, the type one’s sees in hospitals that are adjustable for height. It was covered in a fitted sheet and a small pillow at one end. There were lamps and other gadgets around. There were shelves with bottles and jars of what looked like creams and oils in them. Through the window was a view of a well manicured garden.
She asked me to make myself comfortable and strip-off if I wished saying she would be back in a moment and left the room closing the door.

What she meant by stripping-off I did not know but obviously wanted to examine my fake knee ache, so I decided to strip completely. I did not want to be standing there fully naked when she returned in case she took offence at the sight of me, so I laid on the table and from a pile of towels, took one and put it across my loins, covering my limp penis that lay between my legs.

The door opened and she entered the room. She had changed and was wearing what I would call a white doctor’s coat, looking very professional. I was glad that I was not standing there naked when she arrived. But I did notice that the coat was shorter than I expected and the top button was not fastened.

She asked me a few questions about the knee and proceeded to examine it. She leaned over me, put one hand under the knee and lifted it up so that my leg was bent. In doing so, her arm was resting in my groin and I could feel it on my penis which started to inflate. Her other hand was around the ankle bending the leg back and forth.
But as she did so her arm was bearing down on my penis which was enjoying a gentle massage. I got the impression that she was not taking my knee seriously but was there for the same purpose as myself. Needless to say, my penis started to rise to the occasion. Whilst she was doing this, and with the top button of her coat unfastened, I could see well down the front of her. I could see her breasts and to my amazement realised that she was not wearing a bra. In fact I could see a lot more. She was naked under that coat!!

The table was narrow and I had had no where to put my arms, so they hung down. Her position at the table was such that she was against my arm which was positioned between her legs. As she moved my leg back forth some more with her arm in my groin, the towel became dislodged and fell to the floor revealing a now semi erect penis. She looked at me, smiled and deliberately brushed my penis with her arm. I took it as a ‘green light’ and moved my hand up the inside of her bare leg. She pressed forward onto my hand and I moved it to unfastened the two remaining buttons of the coat which fell open revealing her nakedness. I returned my hand to her leg and travelled up to find a swollen and moist vagina. She abandoned my knee and now had my penis in her hand. She bent over me and planted her lips on mine, her tongue searching my mouth, massaging the penis at the same time. By then, my fingers had found her clitoris which had come out to meet them. We continued like this for sometime, getting more aroused by the minute. I moved to get disentangled and got off the table. She threw off her coat and leaned against the table, legs apart, looking at me as she had done so in the pub that night. She had a sensuous look on her face with her lips slightly parted. She said ‘ You are going to f**k me, aren’t you?’ I answered her. ‘Would you like me to?’ ‘I thought that is the reason we are both here’ she replied. ‘When I met you in the pub, I knew then that I wanted you to f**k me’ I had had the same thought.
AI moved forward to be between her legs. I put her arms around my neck and then with my penis in my hand guided it towards the now wet lips of her vagina. I teased them open with little movements and with small thrusts gently entered her, not fully, as I was going to leave that to her. She responded with a thrust towards me. We were fully engaged with our pubes clashing.

The tempo rose as we quickened the pace amidst moans and sighs. I could feel the volcano beginning to erupt. Her pace quickened and her moans louder as she approached orgasm. The volcano erupted as she clenched my penis which was deep inside

her. She cried out and my body jerked as I spilled my fluid into her.
We stayed there for a while, continuing to massage each other.
She suggested that we shower together, which we did.

I left, wondering whether I should make another appointment!

Names changed to protect the (not so) innocent.
When I was at school there was a Chemistry teacher called Miss Burns, she was very authoritarian and dressed very dowdily, wore absolutely no make up and had her hair done up tightly in a bun, to look at you would have put her age at late 40s or early 50s, in fact she was just shy of 40 when I left. She had a fearsome reputation and had the nickname of The Monster.
Anyway time passes, I left school did a variety of menial jobs but was lucky to stumble into on job where they let me do part time study, eventually I did a degree on day release and this year, 11 years after leaving school with little more than a bad character reference, started doing a Masters degree with sponsorship from my company.
Last weekend I was at a university to attend a series of lectures, including one by a visiting professor from Boston (the one in USA, not Lincolnshire) who is regarded as one of, if not the, expert in my area of study.
On the first evening I was having a cigarette in a smoking permitted area when I heard a womans voice calling my name, Jeff Nugent, it is Jeff Nugent isnt it? I turned and saw a woman aged about 50, it took me a moment to realise that it was The Monster, except, she was no monster, her hair was down at shoulder length, she was quite nicely made up and was dressed in a quite modern manner, and to top it all she had a cigarette in her hand, I remember thinking, my god, the monster with a vice. Hello Miss Burns I said, she laughed, Jeff I think you can call me Helen. After we finished out cigarettes we went for a coffee and a chat, it turned out that she had left the school about 5 years after I did and had got a job at the university.
As we chatted it became clear that she was no monster, I made mention of how she always seemed so severe, she laughed and said that the only way to control terrors like us was to present a really stern face, become a monster she said, we both laughed at that.
I actually found myself getting on very well with Helen and we arranged to go for meal the next evening. She told me he would a really nice place she knew, and warned me that I would need a jacket and tie, fortunately I had brought one with me.
The next evening I took a taxi and picked up Helen from her house, she was dressed in a really stunning dark blue dress, for someone aged 50 you could see she was in good shape, the dress clung to all the right bits, and all the bits looked right to me.
We had a really nice time, great food and fine wine followed by an excellent brandy, we sat out on the terrace and smoked as we had coffee, a good meal always feel better when finished by a good cigar. Helen was a joy, as she smoked her cigarettes she regaled me with stories about pupils and teachers, confirming what we pupils had thought about a certain History teacher and one of the sixth form girls on a school skiing trip. It was no surprise when Helen invited me back to her place.
The door had barely closed before we were in each others arms, boy could she kiss, our hands began to explore each other and she led me upstairs where we were soon naked on the bed.
It was then that Helen delivered the best blow job I have ever enjoyed, she lay me on my back and slowly caressed my penis and scrotum with her hair, blowing gently on me as her head moved from side to side, my already erect penis was now fit to burst. She sucked each of my testicles in turn into her mouth, then supporting my penis with one had and caressing my testes with the other she began to lick my hard penis, slowly, very very slowly, she started at the base and took forever to lick her way up my shaft, finally she flicked her tongue across the tip of my penis then lowered her mouth over it and took me right inside, she bobbed her head up and down, drawing her lips over my shaft and all the time her tongue caressing my penis and her hand my scrotum, I was gripping the bedclothes in ecstasy, she kept up her sucking and licking for ages, at time she would pull my penis right out of her mouth and then plunge it back into the warm moistness of her mouth, eventually I could take no more and told her I was going to come, she stopped her sucking and then moved over me and slid herself right onto my hard penis, she then rode and rocked me until I felt myself shoot my load inside her. She climbed off me and gestured me to join her in the shower, soaping each other soon had me hard again and as towelled each other dry she lay down and it was clear that it was quid pro pro time, which was no hardship as cunnilingus is something I have always enjoyed. I licked at her and as I did so she began to moan quite loudly, her hands gripped my hands, which I had slid along her body to caress her breasts, I felt her judder and then judder again, she told me to f**k her, I moved on top of her and slid my hard penis inside her wet moist vagina, I must have bucked and rolled for half an hour, she gripped my penis with her vagina walls and then I felt a real pulse as he orgasmed, she told me to slide out of her, as I did so she got to her knees and told me to do her doggy, I slide into to her from behind and holding her hips nudged into her as she moved back onto me, I felt her orgasm again and this time it was so exciting that I shot my load into her for the second time.
We lay and smoked a post coital cigarette, I just kept thinking about how we pupils, whilst having crushes on plenty of female staff members had never imagined for a moment that The Monster would be a really sexy woman.
I am now a regular visitor to Helens bed, she is without doubt the sexiest and most exciting woman I have ever had the fortune to bed.

 am 19 and until this summer was a virgin, I know that is quite late to lose it but when I was 17 I took ill with a viral infection and was not at all well for about 18 months, prior to this I had done the usual snogging and heavy petting but had not gone all the way.

In June a friends older sister got married and I was invited, at the evening party I got talking to this really handsome and charming man in his mid thirties (34 if you really want to know) he was very fit as he did triathlons, he was open about the fact that he was married and it was also clear, though he was not boastful about it, that he had a fair bit of money, in fact I now know that he is absolutely loaded as he headhunts for firms in the banking and financial sector.

He invited me to join him on a trip to Edinburgh the following weekend, I really liked him and knew that he would be a great fun to be with, but I worried that my virginity would be an issue, I thought about not saying anything but knew that he would realise so had to come up with the best way of telling him, fortunately he was not the pushy sort and told me to let him know by the Wednesday if I wanted to go.

I really ummhed and ahhed, but finally on the Tuesday I plucked up my courage and rang him, I told him that I would love to spend some time in Edinburgh with him but I was worried that I would disappoint him as I was a virgin. He told me not worry, and that he would be honoured to be the one who introduced me to the delights of sex, he also added that he in no way took it for granted that we would sleep together and that he would book a hotel suite with two rooms, so that I would not have the pressure of sharing a room.

He drove me to Edinburgh on the Friday afternoon in his Jaguar, he was great to be with, he asked about me and told me about himself and how he was happily married but enjoyed the thrill of an affair.

We spent the afternoon in the national gallery, he was very knowledgeable and made the pictures really come to life, afterwards we went to out hotel, oh my god, my parents are not paupers and I have stayed in some nice hotels but the suite was like something out of a film stars life.

He took me for dinner to a really nice romantic restaurant, then afterwards we strolled through the city back to our hotel. I knew the moment was approaching, and I also knew that I wanted Charles to be my first. In our suite he opened a bottle of champagne and as we sat side by side sipping at our drinks he asked me if I had enjoyed the day, I told him I had loved it, he then whispered, Karen, do you want the night to continue or would you like to wait, I asked him to kiss me.

The kiss was full of passion, when it ended we looked at each other and he told me to follow him, he held my hand and led me to his bed.

He undressed me as we kissed, his hands were soft yet direct, his breath on my skin had me wanting him, somehow, in the midst of the moment I did not see how, he was naked and so was I, his penis was erect and glistening, he lay alongside me and caressed my body, gentling squeezing my breasts and rolling my erect nipples in the palm of his hand, his hand slid along my abdomen and along my legs, he rolled me gently into him and we kissed passionately as his hand caressed my buttocks and then he slid his hand between my legs, I was moaning softly, he moved over me and then kissed his way along my body, sucking my nipples, licking my belly button, then finally he licked at my clitoris, I almost hit the ceiling, he licked me softly and expertly, then kissed his way back up my body, he lay and caresses my wet vagina, I could feel his fingers inside me, caressing and stroking, with his other hand he opened a bedside drawer and produced a condom, he briefly stopped his fingering and slid the condom onto his penis, then he knelt between my thighs and with his hand guided his penis into the entrance of my vagina, very slowly he slid further into me, supporting himself on his arms as he did so, it felt wonderful to feel myself filling up with a man, he was very gentle and I felt no pain.

Once he was deep inside me he alternated between thrusting and gyrating, masturbation, even with a vibrator, was nothing like this, he kissed me often and told me that I was good as I moved my body and pulsed my vagina and didnt just lie there, he also said that my loud moans turned him on, I came and it almost took my head off, he mad a noise when I came as I really pulsed and squeezed hard on his penis with my vagina, a little after that the told me he was going to come and changed his angle of thrusting slightly and came after another couple of minutes.

We had a great time that weekend, I tried out lots of positions, and gave head, we showered and shared a bath and I have to say that losing your virginity in a comfortable bed on a fantastic hotel beats the back seat of car anytime!

Charles has now installed me in a flat and pays all the bills, I am officially a mistress, he gives me nice presents and takes me to great restaurants, best of all he makes love to me, I am sure that I will have other lovers in the future but they will have to go a long way to be better in the sack that Charles.

I was on a cruise ship with my boyfriend and we were at the bar. He had been feeling ill since this morning so he said he would go to the cabin and rest. When he went a really fit guy came up to me and offered me a drink. After about 10mins he asked me if i wanted to go to his cabin. I said yes and we went. When we got in his cabin he locked the door and we took our clothes off. When he took his boxer shorts off i saw his d**k, it was massive, must have been about 13in long. We went on the bed and he went on top. He stuck his d**k in my pussy and it felt so good. We must have f**ked for 10mins until he took his d**k out and came all over my massive tits and cute face. I then went on all fours and he started to f**k my ass, until he came inside me and cum leaked out and on my legs. Then we heard a knock at the door. He put a towl around him and answered it. It was another man and he came in and said, "can i join in". We said yes and he took his clothes off. He also had a massive d**k. They both came over to me and lifted me up. The new guy stuck his d**k in my pussy and the other guy stuck his in my ass. They both f**ked me until I started to scream so loud. They both took there dicks out at the same time and came all over my tits and belly. We then cleaned our selves up and went back to normal.

I told you about the librarian who wanked me well time to tell you the rest. You see I followed this woman to the place she works most of the time the central library in the North Western town in which I live. So we meet again and I am one could say jizzed up and ready for more, I knew she was in a sexual state and nervous to see me again but she was busy answering peoples queries.

When I did corner her and reminded her of what she did to me and how much I liked it she offered me some more that day, well I was getting more of what I wanted and she told me to meet her in the art gallery which is in the same building. After about 25 minutes she walks up to me and takes me by my hand and leads me into one of the exhibition rooms which is full of modern art rubbish, but for me it was also lacking people and with the many exhibits well covered for us it would be perfect.

She wasted no time just told me to sit down and she would do the rest. Once again she undid my trousers as I tried not to rip her clothes of and just hoped not to be seen, she takes my swollen penis down her throat and starts sucking me like straw I couldn’t believe my luck I thought she would toss me again, Sucking and licking my ever desperate to cum cock and God her head was moving fast, trying not to come to early was not much use I could feel the semen getting ready to eject.

Now in this art gallery near where this ordinary looking but pretty librarian works one who sucks stranger’s dicks and wanks people in public libraries getting a good very personal blow job from one of the local council’s staff. To much for me to take and well after about 5 minutes I come good filling her willing mouth with sperm and moaning with intense almost painful pleasure and that is all SHE was.

Spurt, Spurt I can only try explain to a woman what it feel like. Yes my hard dick was a tap pumping this stuff into this ladies mouth as she swallowed as much of it as possible. Lovely woman’s mouth was beautiful and wet and I ejaculated in her mouth the same mouth she will talk to the people who work and visit the libraries at which she works. Up my erect penis the cum came pulsing up and spurt after spurt of rock hard spunk juice down her throat she swallowed.

After she got back on her feet and just smiled at me and left me there still my dick out my heart beating and trying to prepare myself to face the staff at the reception desk on the way out. She will be back on Sundays and I will with the good of God finally f**k this woman for reel I know she knows I want to. One final thing for those who might want to know she looks a lot like Amanda Burton and I would love to shag her to.