Ever since I was thirteen or fourteen, I’ve had a
fascination with innocent girls being dirty. There were
always some girls who slept with anyone, and came to school
in abbreviated gym-slips, flashing their young thighs for
anyone who cared to watch. I’d watch them, and enjoy their
little parades, but I thought they were cheap, and wouldn’t
really fantasize about them.

Much more interesting was a pretty, naive, school-girl, who
looked horny without really meaning to. An example was
Juliette, the little sister of a friend, cute with short
brown curly hair, and aged about 18. She always looked sexy
in a girlish sort of way – maybe wearing a pink woolly
sweater, little miniskirt, white tights, and pixie boots. My
friend once told me that he made her give him blow-jobs… I
never knew whether it was true, but I enjoyed vivid
fantasies about the idea of her pouty lips wrapped around my
school-boy cock. (more…)

A couple of years ago my wife and I were in Bermuda, and
something happened that was both exciting, and surprising.
We came back to the room late one night, slipped into our
robes, and went out to the balcony for a nightcap. These
balconys had a solid wall about waist high, and were large
enough for a table and chairs. Well, my wife was leaning
with her elbows on the wall of the balcony looking out at
the ocean, and I came up behind her and put my arms around
her. My hands worked their way inside her robe, and soon
my hard cock was pressing into the small of her back. (more…)