WITH MORGAN LEES PARK AND RIDE WAS JOURNEY TO PARADISE
DO YOU HAVE A SEX PROBLEM?
I WAS inspired to try a shagging session with the missus in our local park after reading about the fun and games that students get up to in your paper.
They all seem to get off on having sex in public places and I thought my lovely wife might enjoy it.
We’re both in our 40s and our children have grown up and moved out, which means we’re free to experiment with sex again.
When I mentioned doing it in the park she was a little hesitant at first but soon got into the idea.
She’s recently shaved off her blonde underbeard and, to get us in the mood, she tried on lots of different pairs of sexy knickers.
While she was doing this I had a quick ham-shank and shot my load all over her arse-cheeks and best knix.
She didn’t mind and eventually she settled on a pair of thigh-high black boots with a loose knee-length skirt and overcoat – and no underwear at all!
It was just going dark and we passed quite a few people on the walk to the park.
I sneaked my hand up my wife’s skirt and, judging by her soaking fanny, she was as turned on as I was.
When we got to the park I sat on one of the swings and my wife got down on her knees and started giving me a slow, sensuous blow-job.
Then she lowered her skirt and straddled me on the swing – and we managed to get quite a rhythm going as we swung back and forth.
Over her shoulder I caught sight of a young woman standing under a tree watching us.
So I pulled my wife’s arse-cheeks as wide apart as I could to give her a better view of my big fat cock slipping in and out of her.
To my surprise the woman hitched up her own skirt and got her hand in her knickers.
I was so turned on by this I quickly spent my load deep into my wife’s dripping pussy.
That’s when my wife also spotted the young woman and decided to give her a real show by bending over the slide and slowly fingering herself.
I thought she’d stop when the woman came over, but instead she told her to get her tongue in.
It was a fantastic sight, but when I took a closer look at the young woman’s face I realised it was our son’s latest girlfriend!
Now I’m worried she’ll tell our lad what we were up to.
WHY worry? He might be proud of you for having a shag in the park at your age. EMAIL: firstname.lastname@example.org.
uk OR MAIL TO: Agony, Sunday Sport, City View House, 5 Union Street, Ardwick, Manchester,
M12 4JD AS a pick-me-up after splitting with my fella, I went with my sister to a club where there was a male stripper on.
After the show all the other girls lined up to get a picture with the hunk.
I took my turn in line and as I sat on his lap I felt his hard cock pressing against my bum. I slipped him my phone number and told him to call when he’d finished.
Half-an-hour later he was knocking at my door and I answered it in nothing but my bra and knickers.
He was on me like a fox on a rabbit and bowled me over quickly onto my knees before thrusting his tool into my eager mouth.
I sucked on him greedily, bringing him to the brink before offering him my sopping pussy.
But he seemed more interested in his own pleasure than mine and withdrew after spurting his stuff.
I found out later that my sister had also given him her number and he’d gone from my place to hers.
Now I feel like a tramp. Is this right?
I’M a 20-year-old bloke and the other day when I was trying to copy Bradley Wiggins, I was knocked off my bike.
I wasn’t badly hurt, just stunned, and a Good Samaritan helped me up off the road.
I quickly realised what a stunna she was – in her mid-30s with the cutest figure.
Her first words were: “You poor thing. Fancy a brew to help you recover?”
Her flat was nearby and two minutes after she disappeared into the kitchen to make a cuppa she returned topless! She sat me on the sofa, placed her hand on my growing bulge, expertly set my knob free and got to work with her luscious lips. Then she demanded: “Shag me doggy-style.”
I needed no further invitation and rammed her good and hard until we both climaxed.
Now I call round every night, but my mum’s suspicious. Should I tell her?
NO. Just carry on riding two bikes in one day!