KINKY FETISH FELLA LEAVES ME PANTING FOR RUMPY!
WITH JEMMA HENLEY DO YOU HAVE A SEX PROBLEM?
ME and my husband have been married for nearly 12 years. But, like many marriages, we seem to have hit a bit of a stale patch.
He’s happy going to the pub with his mates while I go out to clubs.
One Saturday night he’d gone for a drink and I met my pals for our weekly knees-up.
We went to a few wine bars and by the time we got to a nightclub I was tipsy.
I was standing at the bar when there was a tap on my shoulder and I turned round to see my hubby.
He was with his best mate and the pair of them looked ratted.
It seems they’d had a skinful in the pub and had taken a cab into town.
My fella soon nodded off on a table and was carried out by the bouncers. That was that, I thought, but then I saw his mate walking towards me.
He said he’d put my hubby into a taxi and straight away started to feel my bottom.
I grabbed his stiffening manhood through his trousers and we were soon taking a taxi back to his place.
After some fondling and kissing he plunged his huge cock into me and I screamed as I had my first orgasm.
I’ve been seeing his mate regularly and I intend to go on doing so. Am I a slag?
uk OR MAIL TO: Agony, Sunday Sport, City View House, 5 Union Street, Ardwick, Manchester,
I’M an attractive divorcee in my early 30s.
Since my husband left me I hadn’t socialised a lot, but a neighbour encouraged me to get out more.
It was on one of these nights out that I met a man to whom I was instantly attracted.
We hit it off from the beginning, even though I was a bit cautious when it came to sex.
But after a dinner out and a few drinks I invited him back. His foreplay was truly wonderful.
He teased me with his fingers and then his agile tongue played against my love-bean until I was begging him to enter me.
He thrust deeply, making me squeal with delight.
And when we reached orgasm he was so big and hard I felt the whole of me being filled.
Afterwards he apologised for not being able to stay and I was a bit suspicious, thinking he must be married or something.
When I cleared up my clothes I was puzzled when I couldn’t find the lacy black panties I had been wearing.
The next time he came round we took things more leisurely, undressing each other in the dim light of the bedside lamp.
I was already naked when I came to lower his trousers. Underneath, to my shock, he was wearing my knickers stretched to the limit by the most enormous erection.
He laughed and confessed he wore them to remind him of our evening together.
We had the most wonderful sex and he showed himself to be a master of bringing me to the brink of climax over and over again.
Once I had reached a shuddering orgasm he withdrew his massive member and spunked all over my boobs.
A few days later we met again and this time I pressed him to show me his home. He seemed a bit reluctant and again my suspicions were aroused. But he finally agreed.
He lives in a very well-kept apartment which he bought after splitting with his wife.
His bedroom was wonderful but I could not help but notice a partly-open drawer and inside were about 20 pairs of silky smalls.
When I confronted him he admitted that he liked to keep and wear mementos of past lovers.
Now I feel I could be discarded just as easily as those knickers. Am I worrying too much?
I’VE been married for five years and for the past six months my wife has been having an affair.
But unlike other blokes I don’t mind too much as I love watching her being f***ed by other well-hung studs.
It all started when I came home early from work one afternoon and couldn’t find her downstairs.
So I crept to our bedroom, thinking she must be having an early afternoon nap. But I got the shock of my life when I opened the door slightly and saw her sucking some fella’s cock!
They were so engrossed in what they were doing that neither of them noticed me.
After a few minutes he pulled her up and pushed her on to the bed on her hands and knees. The missus moaned as he thrust his 10-inch knob into her, doggy-style. She was writhing around screaming: “F*** me harder!”
I was so turned-on that I got my cock out and had a cheeky w*nk.
I quickly left the house without saying a word but confronted the wife later about how excited it made me feel.
And to my delight she said I can watch her shag her lover any time.
Do you think I’m a perv?
I’VE been doing a first aid course at work with the factory nurse.
She’s well tasty, with big tits and a cracking arse, and when she asked me to demonstrate the kiss of life on her, I happily obliged.
I cheekily slipped my tongue between her lips while I did so.
Then she brought my dick to life with a few intimate kisses of her own – and a quick feel of my thigh. Now she wants me to go on to the advanced course with her.
I’m not so sure it’s a good idea. What do you think it’ll involve?