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We’re going to a fancy dress party this weekend and whilst I was making some final adjustments to my outfit (Queen Elizabeth I) an incident came to mind that I know some of you would be interested in. It happened in the early 90s whilst we were living in Cambridge and my hubby was continuously away on business. I had made a good friend through the school I had been working at and she and her husband were members of the local historical society. Four or five times a year the society would put on a display in or around Cambridge, re-enacting historical events. I joined the group and became… Read more

Showing my charms I suppose I’ve always been a bit of a tease in a way, but then aren’t most women! It’s one thing doing handstands in the playground, showing the boys your knickers, but giving someone a flash of your charms is somewhat different. Something just reminded me of an incident that happened back in the 90s. I would have been in my late 30s and was between teaching placements. I was having the time of my life sex-wise. Two or three good lovers, a party every few weeks and lots of opportunity to have fun. I was out one day shopping for a pair of shoes for a… Read more

For those of you who like my true encounters, I have just added a story that you may like. Fiction, but based on by own experiences!… Read more

Impromptu Dildos As you may have already read from earlier notes, I love using dildos. It’s my personal opinion that dildos (or other items used for prolonged insertion), vibrators and butt plugs are three completely different aids. I purchased my first vibrator in the late 70s from a branch of Ann Summers. The Ann Summers shops then were completely different to what they are today and mainly carried sex toys, books and skimpy underwear. The sheer mention of a vibrator at teacher training college would have everyone in giggles, but my need to try one drove me to visit the Ann Summers… Read more

Losing My Virginity I guess everyone (conscious at the time) remembers losing their cherry; I know I do and I thought you might be interested. Robert had been a friend for a year or so before we started going out. We were both 15 when we got serious and I just loved those walks back from the cinema, hand in hand, stopping every now and then for a kiss. Things developed as I grew towards the age of 16 and we were both waiting for my birthday to arrive. Robert was a year older than me and apart from the occasional boy or girlfriend, neither of us were serious about anyone other than each o… Read more

Showing School’s Colours We had a game at secondary school, a dare if you like. It was called ‘showing school’s colours’. In fact, for me, the whole thing started long before secondary school, but I’ll start there. I followed in my sister’s footsteps and went to an all girl’s grammar school over a mile’s walk from where we lived. The school was strict and uniforms were inspected when entering the assembly hall each morning. There had been a long tradition in the school for dares and the game ‘truth or dare’ was one played in the… Read more

My First Knicker Wetting I know I’ve already told you in earlier blogs about my two particular interests in uroangia and I’ve written a couple of accounts already, but I think I’ve missed the most important one of all; the first time I deliberately wet my knickers. The incident after the boat trip was the first time i wet myself for my own convenience. I couldn’t hold on and would have wet the seat in the coach. The following account is of the first time I deliberately wet myself, fully aware of what I was doing and all too capable of waiting a while if I needed to.… Read more

My First ‘Wet’ Orgasm A number of my friends already know that I’m not really into golden showers, but have on a number of occasions peed against a lover, had a lover pee against me or have been peed in a few times. However, there have been many occasions over the years where I’ve lost continence during the throws of orgasm. I know that this isn’t uncommon and is often referred to as female ejaculation. Whilst I understand that some women can ejaculate ‘something’, I firmly believe, especially in my case, its muscular spasms cause involuntary releas… Read more

Taking a Bellyful A new friend of mine (LS) makes mention in her profile that she loves ‘Big Balls’ and taking it ‘doggy style, feeling your lover’s balls slapping against your arse’! Well, I know exactly how she feels. I can’t remember when I started to use the term ‘taking a bellyful’, but I think it might have been when I was in my late 20s. I had started meeting up and having sex with other likeminded couples with my life-long lover Robert. We started by meeting up with a few couples met through local contact magazines (before the inter… Read more

As you may have already read in my earlier blog on this subject, I became fascinated by anal stimulation at a relatively early age. It was during my mid teens that I began to experiment with anal penetration by inserting items up my back passage and was soon using a lubricated finger on myself whilst masturbating. I had read a little about anal sex in magazines, particularly Forum, and was fascinated by it. It was an early boyfriend that really got me going on this when out on a date. I loved mutual masturbation sessions and would often find myself heavily petting in an alleyway or in the back… Read more

I had been indulging in ‘nonchalant peeing’, peeing into my knickers for pleasure since my first year at university. My first ‘real’ incident happened in 1983, the year after our marriage. We had gone out one evening with William's company. It consisted of a coach trip from our home in London to a boat mooring on the Thames. It was attended by something like 40 colleagues from his company, together with their partners. The boat trip included food, wine and plenty of dancing. William isn't a party-goer, so I made up for it! Later on in the evening when the boat… Read more

I can almost pin-point the date when my fascination in urination started. I had left sixth form secondary school and was on my summer holidays, waiting to start university. My uncle, the owner of a garage near to where we lived, said I could help him out and earn some money. He had four men in the garage; a couple of chaps in their 20s, a chap in his 40s and another chap in his 50s. My duties involved washing up and cleaning the small kitchenette and the room where they all took lunch and coffee breaks, making endless cups of coffee, going down to the bank each afternoon and doing general admi… Read more

My First Butt plug My fascination with anything anal began soon after puberty, although it was some years before I began to associate it with anything sexual. I remember being teased by a boyfriend once and thinking what nice pleasures it brought, having the little rosebud of my anus circled by his finger during foreplay. I would often use my finger and some KY Jelly to penetrate myself during masturbation and just loved the strange unusual sensation I got from it. Before long, I was inserting a slim vibrator up my back passage and then other objects, masturbation with something up me and e… Read more

I remember my fires orgasm extremely well. I guess I should say that I was of adult age and fully aware of the facts of life. My family and I were on holiday down in Swanage, Dorset and it had been raining. We spent the morning walking around the town, shopping and drinking cups of warm coffee in cafes. The rain lifted just after lunch and we walked along the seafront and sat on the damp sand on our coats, watching families arrive and make the most of the now appearing sun. A group of boys started to play football on the sane in front of us. One of the boys grabbed my attention, a slim athl… Read more

I will be posting blogs as time permits, telling of my experiences over the years.… Read more