[MF] In the woods behind her mother’s house

It’s always been something of a fantasy of mine to fuck in a public place where we could get caught. And this weekend I managed to do it! Although, weirdly, we went to the woods to avoid being caught, not to encourage it.

On Saturday, as some of my fellow Brits may know, there was a rather important football match. Which ended great for England, not so great for the IKEA on the North Circular.

I watched with a group of mates, got quite buzzed, then jumped straight on the train from Kings Cross to head down to my gf mum’s house for the rest of the weekend.

Kate, my gf, met me at the station with a big sloppy kiss. We’d been apart for two weeks, as she’d been staying with her Mum in between contract work in London. We both work in The film and tv industry, so every now and then you get a few weeks off to hang out with family and worry about money.

It seemed like she missed me. Still on the station concourse, her arms linked around my neck and she pulled me in closer, pushing herself up against me.

As I Wank Through the Valley of the Shadow of Tits [MF]

My girlfriend Kate has been staying out of the city with her Mum, who’s going through a health scare.

I hadn’t seen her for three weeks until she came down to the city just for the night last night. I met her in town after work and after some heavy making out in a back street we headed for a delicious Italian dinner, with plenty of discreet touching under the table. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other after our time apart. Apparently crab linguine is an afrodisiac.

But when I made a vulgar quip about meatballs she got a sad look in her eye and a frown on her face. She told me (quietly) that she was on her period and I wouldn’t be getting the dessert I had expected at home. Noticing my obvious disappointment, she winked and said she was sure we could find something to do if we really tried.

Getting home after some more surreptitious strokes in the back of the Uber, I carried her case upstairs and rolled us a joint at my desk.

From Yoga With Love [MF] [LONG]

Yesterday, my work took our team on an away day in South London. It was a yoga and meditation day, designed to get us thinking differently for a creative brief we had coming up. At first I was skeptical, but I have to say it really did get us thinking differently. We did some great work…but more importantly I got laid after.

So there’s a girl on our team called Holly, who’s only been with us for about two months. She’s got dark brown shoulder-length hair and deep blue eyes, and she has this adorable way of flicking up one side of her mouth when she finds something amusing. I’d say I was the one in the team that makes an effort with new people, tries to make them comfortable, so we’d been talking a lot and flirting a bit since she arrived. My industry is very lovey-dovey, and flirting in the workplace is not uncommon at all.

Marshmallow Fluff [MF] [Food]

My girlfriend Kate and I live in London, but have both travelled extensively in the states before we met. We both developed some food obsessions over there – I love what you guys call ‘biscuits’, and she loves Cheetos which are like Wotsits on speed.

Imagine our excitement when we discovered that the big supermarket near our house sells one item we both managed to get incredibly excited about: Marshmallow Fluff.

Creamy sugar in a jar, for us this really is confectionary crack. We grabbed some jars immediately. Too good an opportunity to pass up.

The same evening Kate used it in some brownies she baked, I ate a whole load with a spoon. Fuck sophistication.

But that evening Kate brought the opened jar up to the bedroom. Some naughty midnight snackage was in order, I thought. Little did I know it would be me being feasted on.

Kate told me she’d bought me some new trousers and was keeping them as a surprise. She wanted me to try them on right then and there, and pulled off my pyjama bottoms in one swoop. She’s never been the most subtle, but she is absolutely gorgeous.

Sex at the Cinema [MF] [public]

I don’t remember exactly when this happened but I do remember the film – Money Monster starring Jack O’Connell, George Clooney, and directed by Jodie Foster. Yep, I’m a bit of a cinema nerd and I work in the industry too.

I was with a girl called Sophie, who was a runner on a film I was working on at the time. She’d actually asked me out on a date (believe it or not) and we decided to catch some dinner and go to a tiny independent cinema in West London.

Sophie is quite tall, and a good 6 or 7 years younger than me at just 20. She’s got natural blonde hair, and a stunning frame, with long shapely legs and large bouncy tits I’d been trying not to stare at for a few weeks.

Dinner was nice – I remember having a steak and a couple of glasses of wine. Sophie drank a few spirit and mixers and by the time we asked for the bill, we were both enjoying ourselves far too much. We’d been flirtatious for a couple of weeks already on the film set, but now she was ramping it up a notch. She used some bullshit ‘palm-reading’ excuse to hold my hand over the table, and fluttered her eyelashes so much I thought she might fan away her salad.

Fireworks fun [MF] [public]

Like millions of others, last night me and my girlfriend Kate headed out to see the fireworks.

For any non-British readers, yesterday was Guy Fawkes night, when fireworks and bonfires go off all around the country to celebrate a failed attempt to blow up parliament hundreds of years ago.

People flock to local parks and open spaces to enjoy the festivities, and me and Kate were no different.

We attended a (pretty large) event in West London, and spent a good hour or so before the fireworks drinking mulled wine, eating burgers and playing unwinnable fairground games.

As we settled in for the fireworks our hearts were light and our wallets even lighter.

We settled on the grass and unpacked a large blanket we’d brought as our shield against the cruel November weather.

As we were waiting for the display to begin, Kate started to rub my thigh under the blanket. Kate and I have recently got a bit more open minded, which all started with a risky swimming pool encounter on holiday in Italy (you can read about it in my post history!).

Sex with a real-life film star [Long][MF]

I’ve thought long and hard about wether or not to share this story. It was a big moment for me and I’ve recently gotten into writing some of my adventures for you guys, so it seemed a perfect fit, but then I got cold feet. Lucky for you guys I’ve changed my mind again.

I really wish I could tell you guys exactly who it was but 1. It’s something of an invasion of privacy and 2. I still work in the business and don’t know how this could affect my career. So, suffice it to say this story centres around a well known British actress.

This happened 3 years ago, and at the time I was working as a 1st AD on a film set. For those of you who don’t know, this is the loudest role on the set, you constantly have to shout, answer questions, make decisions and put out fires. Everyone needs to trust you and listen out for your voice at all times. Now, I wouldn’t consider myself the best looking chap – I’m not a monster but I’m a bit overweight and grizzly. Something about the job of 1st AD gives you an incredible amount of confidence – it’s like having three pints down your gullet but without any of the terrible decision making that comes with it. It makes you feel powerful. And this definitely rubs off on other people on the set. In this case, the star of the film.

Swimming Pool Sex with some Unexpected Visitors [Group]

Last year, in May, me and my girlfriend Kate took a spontaneous trip to the beautiful Lake Garda in Italy. I found a five star hotel spa for much cheaper than in the height of summer (there is nothing sexier than a good deal).

It was most certainly a dirty weekend. We agreed to spend our four days there eating delicious Italian classics on the terrace, going for long walks around the lake and, of course, coaxing as many orgasms out of each other as humanly possible.

Day 2 and we’re enjoying the indoor pool in the hotel spa. The hotel was only about a quarter full so it was generally very quiet, and we had the pool and jacuzzi area completely to ourselves.

After swimming for a while like adults, we both remembered that acting like a kid is much more fun in a pool. We splashed, jumped, shouted and dunked to our hearts content.

Kate looked incredibly gorgeous in her classy dark blue bikini. Her shapely legs and bum glistened with wetness, and her heavy breasts jiggled delightfully with every splash.

Fucking a Hot Goblin [MF]

Some readers from the UK may have heard of Chiselhurst Caves, an old cave tunnel system quite near London that dates back thousands of years. Had all sorts of uses in its time but nowadays is open mostly for tours and events, and its famous for being haunted.

Strange start to a sexy story, right? Well it gets stranger.

I work in the film industry in the UK and was working on an advert for a foreign brand. We spent an afternoon filming a short sequence in the caves. As we were packing up our kit outside the front entrance, we noticed a group of people dressed as elves, goblins, and medieval knights eating sandwiches out of Tupperware. An odd sight, certainly, but a large illuminated sign suggested that the caves hosted a thriving ‘LARPing’ scene. I’d heard of this hobby, but had never before seen a real one in the wild, as it were. One particular creature caught my eye – a poised and pointy-jawed blonde who was painted completely green and wearing a tunic that showed off some very appealing cleavage. The first tits I’d ever seen that were quite so brightly coloured. These were more avocados than melons.

First Time for Everything [MF]

Aged 22, there were plenty of things I’d never experienced – never been skydiving, never watched The Goonies, never eaten in a Michelin Star restaurant. But there’s a first time for everything right?

I’d started scraping away at a career in the film industry, firstly as a runner (or gopher for my American friends). Film shoots can be surreal, intense bubbles where you can find yourself feeling incredibly close to a group of people you’d only know for a few weeks. Was working on one particular film with Michael Caine. I’d been working very closely with a girl called Rachael. She was around 5’8 of beautiful British rose. Perfect features, a cute button nose, and a smile that could cut through the hardest heart like butter. We spent three weeks running around, buying things, carrying things, negotiating deals, appeasing prima donnas and getting upwards of 3 hours sleep on some nights (if we were especially lucky)

Now, our portion of the shoot was over and the producers arranged a wrap party. These are always an explosion of energy and decadence, with drunken nonsense amplified in the void of ‘no work tomorrow’.