These are more anecdotes than stories.

That time I met R at the beach back in the day when I had a motorbike.

We met for the first time at the beach around lunchtime in Princess Bay. We walked and talked for a little while. We stopped and had our first kiss. I put my helmet down on the rocks behind me. Our tongues tangled and she became aroused and began rubbing my crotch. My hand sneaked under her skirt and found it's way into her panties. Already wet, she accepted my fingers and ground herself against them. She came quite quickly and we spent some more time kissing. When it came time for me to leave I looked around to find that my helmet had been washed off the rocks and into the sea. Luckily I could see that it was being pushed backwards and forwards, rolling up and down in the surf not far from us. Shaking out the water I gingerly put it on and with water dripping off my nose rode back to work.

We met a few times. When aroused she was on such a hair-trigger that she violently came whenever I used my fingers or tongue on her. She was also a squirter - which took me by surprise one evening when she came/exploded over me while she was sitting on my face.

She was a lot of fun to be with.

It was a winter's evening and M and I were parked in her car down by the waterfront in Lyall Bay.

I was sitting in the passenger seat and M was leaning over me applying her tongue to my pole. Eyes closed, I was enjoying her attentions as her head slid up and down. That evening we'd only met up for a little while so we could kiss and catch-up and talk about how things had been since we last met. It was a pleasant surprise when she unzipped my jeans and released my cock from my underwear. She took me in her mouth and I leaned back into the seat. A little while later as her tongue continued to gyrate around my dick, I became aware of a sound outside. Opening my eyes I spied an old couple, walking their dog. I smiled weakly at them as they drew level with the car window as M's head slowly bobbed up and down. Pretending not to see what they could see, they continued on their way. M, oblivious to their presence, continued to wind me up and up and up until I released. She was cute, she always made, "Um, um, ummm-ing." noises when she lapped-up my cream.

I only met G a couple of times.

Over our time talking online she revealed to me that she liked using vegetables as dildos. She especially liked them in her arse. It was something she started to do when she was younger. She felt guilty about it, but it also turned her on. Thinking about it turned me on as well. As I write these words I can feel a stirring in my loins.

When I have more time I'll come back and write a fuller account.

We initially started with a medium-sized carrot from the fridge. I washed it under the hot water tap, which also warmed it up a little. Later, after we'd spent some time arousing each--other she'd position herself on all-fours so I could insert the carrot. I'd tongue her clit and then liberally apply to KY to the end of the orange shaft. As I gently pushed it into her arse-hole she gasped and slowly pushed herself back onto the end. She pushed, then stopped for a second, then pushed again. She took about 4 inches of it and then began to push back wards and forwards on it. She slowly began to moan. Thinking about it now gives me a hard-on. It was such a turn-on, watching her arouse herself on like that. The pumping continued, her head sagging, her tits swinging backwards and forwards until, raising her head high and arching her back she came with a cry. She fell forward onto her face with her her arse pointing skywards. Leaving me, lubed-carrot in hand, with a raging erection. Once she came-to she dazedly resumed her position and allowed me to enter her.