Author: keppler26

My Brother’s Friend [MF] [Voy]

*Back in first year at University I had an early experience that started me thinking I may be somewhat voyeuristic. The thrill of being caught in a compromising situation started to grow in me and over the years I came to realise that I liked to be watched, or at least seen. This is the story of how I got my first taste of that rush.*

*One thing to point out is that when I started university, due to the timing of my birthday I was actually only seventeen which means that some of the earlier experiences I’d love to share with you, I am regrettably unable to. The story below happened during my return to my parent’s home for the Christmas break in first year, which was shortly after my eighteenth birthday.* Read more »

[MF] Afternoon Quickie

*I hadn’t expected this to be the next story, so think of it as a bonus one, but it literally just happened earlier today and I felt like sharing it while it was fresh. It feels more exciting, naughtier even, to be sharing something so recent. I was incredibly turned on after reading a story on reddit earlier, and below is what happened next when I should have been working…*

I knew I shouldn’t have been looking at reddit during the day, but I had some free time between calls and was lacking a bit in motivation so I was looking for a distraction. I came across one particular story, and it got me incredibly turned on which at lunch time on a Thursday when you have calls all afternoon, is a frustrating situation to be in. Knowing that I would now be distracted for a while I decided that the best solution was to scratch the itch. Read more »

[MF] [Anal] A Good Morning

*This story is from only a few weeks ago. I am sure many of you have had mornings like this, and hopefully you’ll have many more. Is there any nicer way to start the day?*

I’m standing in a queue; I think it’s the post office, but I can’t be sure. Wherever it is I know there is something I must do but I can’t seem to focus. I see my old friend Jess from school a couple of places in front of me and call her name. She doesn’t hear me and then the next time I look she is John, but not John. I feel frustrated. I know its him, but the shape is wrong, taller, broader. I can’t focus on his face, but I can feel it is him. We are at a party, not-John and I. He is handing me a drink and the music is too loud, so we move to a sofa to have a seat, but the sofa is a bed and not-John is saying something that I can’t understand. I am happy. We lie beside each other whilst the other guests walk by oblivious, he touches me… Read more »

[MF] A Quiet Place to Anchor

*My husband (I’m going to call him John in these stories to protect his blushes) and I are keen sailors, in fact it is our favourite way to spend time together and relax. We have a 40-foot boat which we have spent many weekends and holidays on over the years both alone and in the company of friends, exploring the coast as well as each other. This story is from a few years ago when we took a spontaneous couple of days off mid-week to get away and make the most of the nice weather.*

After making an early start, we got to the boat around 9am and were ready to slip the pontoon before 10am. The plan was to head out of the marina and turn north, sail for the best part of the day and hopefully make it to a small quiet anchorage we’d stayed in before, then relax for the evening. After that, there was no plan, we’d just see what the weather and the mood suggested. We had both taken the rest of the week off and had no plans for the weekend, so we could stay for as little or as long as we liked. Read more »

[MF] [Rough] The Beach

*This story is pure fantasy, but it is inspired by someone I saw whilst on holiday with my parents, when I was in my early twenties. The fantasy isn’t new to me, and I have enjoyed myself thinking how this might have unfolded on many an occasion when I’ve been alone with my toys. The detail has changed over the years and until now I have never shared it with anyone else, so enjoy!*

I was a week in to a two week holiday in the Caribbean with my parents, on what was likely to be our last proper family holiday together. I had been working hard all year at university and my grades were looking good, so when my Dad asked if I wanted to come on holiday with them I was torn between feeling I was a bit old for a family holiday and that it would be nice to have a break that there was no way I could afford on my own. It also allowed me to spend some time with my folks, which realistically once I graduated and found a job was going to happen less and less. Read more »

[MF] The Van Driver

*This story dates back nearly thirty years to when I worked for a small catering company as a summer job whilst at university, I must have been about twenty at the time. The basis of the story is true, however some artistic license has been applied to spice things up a little… perhaps these small changes are how I wish it had gone when I fantasise about it now!*

I worked for a small local business which had contracts all over the city providing catering for meetings and lunches. They had a few smaller clients where they provided a lunch trolley service usually in more remote buildings that didn’t have a canteen of their own. This was my job, I had a small van with the trolley in the back and I’d spend about 15 mins at each office selling sandwiches, cans of juice, crisps etc. I liked this job because I didn’t have to start too early, and obviously once lunch was done so was I. The short hours suited me but at the same time allowed me some extra money for going out at the weekends with my girlfriends. Read more »