Australian Penthouse

In the five years that I’ve been sexually active, I’ve come to appreciate being orally pleasured the most. However, unlike many young ladies, I won’t return the favour. Call me a prude, but as much as I crave cock, it does not belong in a lady’s mouth.

Recently, I was at a party and I was challenged about my standards. “What if you found the perfect tongue,” my hostess asked, “and he just wouldn’t go down on you otherwise?” (continue reading…)

I’m a 27-year-old mother of two. I began to read your magazine quite slyly, nestled between the sheets of my daily paper as I worked at a convenience store. Forum has given me the courage to voice a fantasy that has been lurking in the dark corners of my mind for some years now. I don’t feel like a freak anymore, thanks to your readers, who have shared with me their intimate imaginings. At last, I feel at ease. (continue reading…)

I want to tell you about my lover, Eileen, and myself. Right now, she’s lying across the edge of the bed, pants unzipped and pushed down to mid-thigh. She has a mischievous smile curling the corners of her mouth; her eyes are wide and innocent. This is one of her greatest turn-ons – catching me unaware with a seductive pose.

I kneel and slowly pull each pant leg down and slide them off over her bare feet. She settles back on the bed, spreads her knees and runs her hands across her belly into the thick fur of her vulva. I know she has been watching and is now grinning openly. (continue reading…)

When my husband, Mike, told me he’d be away on business for a week, I was understandably upset. But then he softened the blow by tell­ing me that his friend and co-worker, Tim, would also be going. “So you and Angie will be left to your own de­vices …” he said, his voice trailing off in a tantalising way. You see, I’d confessed to Mike that I found Angie, Tim’s wife, totally hot. With her black curls, green eyes, freckled cheeks and sunny smile, she always makes me laugh, and she’s so cute that she turns on even this mostly straight, married woman. (continue reading…)

If you think that I have the best job in the world because I work in a sex toy store, I would say that you’re right. When I graduated from university, I imagined myself getting some high-powered executive position, but only entry-level secretarial jobs were available. I took one, but I couldn’t stand it. So when I went to my local sex toy store to buy a vibrator and saw that they were hiring, I immediately ap­plied for the position. Lo and behold, the staff recognised me as a loyal customer and trusted that I knew what I was talking about, so I was hired right way. That was about two years ago, and I have never been happier. (continue reading…)

Whenever the winter cold sets in, I look forward to hitting the dance floor. I’m a tiny girl–five-feet, 50kg–so the chilly weather takes its toll on me, especially because I love noth­ing more than wearing wrap dresses, skimpy miniskirts and tall heels. I have to balance my fashion sense with my desire for warmth, and I often wind up bundled up in a bulky coat when inside I’m aching to be dressed in as girlie manner as possible. (continue reading…)

I am a 21-year-old nursing student. I’m sexually active with my fiancée and have never had a lesbian experience, but I want to tell you about a fantasy of mine… (continue reading…)

When Janice bought me a new dildo for my birthday, I knew exactly what we should do with it. The harness she’d bought me for Christmas had been used only once, and this new toy would work with it delightfully. Besides, the bright red dildo was the perfect size for anal use, and I had been craving a good arse-fuck for weeks. (continue reading…)

The balmy sea breeze was gently caressing the treetops. Angela was alone, swaying in her hammock with her eyes closed, catching the last rays of the afternoon sunshine. She was wearing a sheer sarong that was tied by only a single knot at the top of her full breasts. (continue reading…)