David Woodhead
Bio
I am an ex military guy who is into writing Erotica, Poetry and Short Stories.
To see more of my work - https://sites.google.com/view/mybooks4u/home
Stories (12/0)
Sex With A Stranger
Samantha remembered being pretty excited about this particular fantasy and it was one of her favourite sounding one’s but the ‘Sex with a stranger’ fantasy might be a difficult one to pull off. ‘How do I go about finding one that is not an axe murderer and yet is still a stranger to me’ she had thought. As luck would have it, one day when talking to her friend Tara, she had mentioned this particular scenario to her and Tara suddenly got very excited and proceeded to tell Samantha she had forgotten to mention something to her when they last met. As it turns out one of Tara’s work colleagues had seen them both out on one evening and the next day in work he had asked Tara who her friend was and proceeded to let her know that he thought her friend was extremely sexy and that the phrase ‘yes please’ was even used. Tara suggested that he could be the stranger she had been looking for, it would be perfect as Tara could be the go-between. Samantha of course asked to see pictures of him and discovered that he was rather hot himself so she instructed Tara to tell him the rules, no attachment, no dating, no flirting, no getting to know each other, just one night of unleashed passion and go their separate ways. Of course it goes without saying he agreed to all this and Samantha had passed on through Tara the day they would meet the time they would meet and the hotel in which she will be waiting for him, the only contact Samantha would have was when she would text him the room number she’d be waiting in 30 minutes before he was due to arrive. Everything was set up and in place and Samantha had given Tara the last message to give to her work colleague that everything was in place for that evening, she will be wearing something sexy and would leave the door to the hotel room unlatched, she will be waiting on the bed and did not want conversation she wanted him to enter the room and then enter her basically. As Samantha was getting ready that evening when Tara sent her a text explaining that her work colleague had understood and would be compliant and he would see her later that evening as planned. Samantha was tingling with excitement by now as it was almost time to leave, she put the last touches to our outfit and make up and headed for the door.
By David Woodhead3 years ago in Filthy
Hot Tub Loving
Hot Tub Love Saturday night, it is no normal Saturday night though, you are dressed up, hair and make-up done and you are ready to travel to a fancy hotel that I have booked for the two of us. You know there will be lots of excitement, lots of kissing and lots of naughty fun that you cannot wait for. Upon arriving at the hotel you receive a text from me that says, you should come straight to the room as I am not quite ready. You make your way up and you come to the front door of the room, there is a sticky note on the door that reads “please come in and follow the rose petals.” You smile to yourself realising I wasn’t late at all, I was always ready for you. You open the door and immediately spot a trail of rose petals leading to a table, on the table sits a bouquet of flowers with another sticky note attached. You approach the flowers and read the sticky note “if every flower could tell you that you are beautiful thousand times, it would still not be enough” your smile grows bigger. Another trail of rose petals leads from the flowers to the bed, you can hear soft music from the room leading from the bedroom as you pick up a note that is laid on the bed and it reads “I have longed for a taste of your beauty for an eternity or so it seems but tonight I will dine on the finest flavours that have ever graced my presence.” You look down and spot another trail that leads over to another table, sitting on the table as a champagne bottle with a full glass next to it, on it is a sticky note “take this glass and enjoy its contents.” The trail of petals leads into the next room, the room has a real fire and its burning away, crackling as the flames dance around inside the fireplace. There is a sunken Jacuzzi in front of the fire that is bubbling away and looks incredibly inviting. The trail of rose petals leads you to shelf above the fireplace, there sits another note that reads “I am so sorry forgive me for I have not told you yet....” As you think about what it is I’m going to tell you, you hear me say from behind you “that you look very beautiful tonight.” You turn to see me standing there holding a glass of champagne the room is filled with candles, there is no electric light, it’s cosily lit by just the candles and the burning fire and soft music plays in the background. I walk towards you and you look into my deep blue eyes, you can see I’m totally genuine when I tell you “and I mean you really are beautiful and damn sexy too.” You thank me for the compliment before I lean in and gently kiss your lips.
By David Woodhead3 years ago in Filthy
The Club
Sitting in the local pub, where the whole adventure started, they reflected on the day’s events and both agreed that the club seemed pretty awesome, the facilities were good and different types of playrooms were very exciting and they couldn’t help but laugh about the car and the tent. They finished their drinks before heading back to Daniel’s apartment and preparing for that evening. Julia looked stunning in a tight-fitting short white dress and sexy heels, Daniel wearing his nice crisply ironed shirt and trousers that hugged Daniel’s rather firm bottom and muscular thighs really well. They sat quietly in the taxi, again the nerves starting to take their toll but they both thought they would be fine after a few drinks, then they would settle into it. After arriving, paying their entry fee, hanging up their coats and going to find their lockers, they locked away their phones, wallets, et cetera and made their way through to the dance floor area. They spent some time watching everybody coming in whilst drinking some red wine and chatting as well as admiring some of the girls dancing on the dance floor. They couldn’t help but notice the various ranges of people coming through the door, mostly it would be fair to say the women were slightly on the large side but occasionally the odd slender and attractive girl came through the door with a good-looking guy. It wasn’t too long before one of the girls on the dance floor clocked Julia and kept making eyes at her as she danced sexily on one of the poles. Daniel obviously pointed this out to Julia who seemed already aware and they watched her dance, both agreeing she was rather sexy, although her partner seemed very timid and under her thumb and not Julia’s cup of tea so to speak but she would definitely like to have fun with a girl and Daniel had no problem with that at all. After some time the girl grabbed the guy and they disappeared towards the bar and Daniel suggested that they go for a walk around the club see what was going on.
By David Woodhead3 years ago in Filthy
The Rugby Bath
Setting the scene This story takes place in a large leisure centre/sports club. You are with your lover swimming in an indoor swimming pool within the leisure centre and he suggests that you maybe go and use the sauna. It’s pretty quiet within the leisure centre at this moment in time, you are dressed in a little bikini that’s just tied up in a bow at the back of the top on either side of the bottoms so very easy to gain access. You have been flirting all day with each other and it feels like something is about to happen.
By David Woodhead4 years ago in Filthy
Love in an Elevator
It started out just like any ordinary day, you woke at the normal time feeling well rested and followed your normal morning routine. Today though would not be a normal day in your life by any stretch of the imagination, today is going to be very different. You have cleared your schedule from early afternoon on wards for a very particular reason, your secret lover is in town and has reservations at a local hotel. It has been several weeks since you last enjoyed his company and you are itching at the chance to see him again. As you potter around the house half-heart idly doing your housework your mind is filled with memories of the last time you saw him. The thoughts fill your head and make your heart race, the excitement pulses through your body making you ache for his very touch. Yes it has been way too long since you asked felt that touch, tasted his gorgeously soft lips, felt his firm well sculpted body and tasted his gorgeous thick, hard manhood. Your body begins to tingle as your imagination runs wild, you almost giving to the temptation to satisfy yourself in your bedroom with the use of one of your many toys but you decide to hold an energy and save it for him, because by God you know you’re going to need it. On the few occasions that you have spent time with each other it has always led to the most amazing sex you have ever experienced and he knows just how to please you not to mention push your boundaries to the very limits. The calm silence shattered by the sound of your doorbell sadly ending your very exciting daydream, you go to answer the front door upon opening the door you are confronted by the postman clutching a parcel. You exchange pleasantries whilst taking delivery of the package and notice one of your neighbors waving at you from across the road, you smile say hello way back before closing the door. Shutting out that unexciting world, your neighbor thinking you respectable but little does she know about just how un-respectable you can be. You couldn’t help but wonder just for a moment about the neighbor and her sex life, exciting, dull maybe she doesn’t even get any, who knows and who cares, no vanilla sex for you today, no vanilla sex at all and that thought brings a smile back to your face.
By David Woodhead4 years ago in Filthy
Empty Sands
"Any questions gentlemen?...............then that will be all, good luck out there and I will see you when you get back." At the very back of the 'Operations' tent Corporal Andy Luckhurst of 45 Commando Royal Marines, looked deep in thought as he snapped his note book shut and slid it into the map pocket of his combat trousers. Andy had only arrived in Kuwait just two days before due to him being on a training course, his unit had deployed to the desert ahead of him. He was already lucky enough to be nominated as the commander of the lead vehicle in a logistics convoy. Its purpose to resupply a forward base just established across the border in Iraq, it was once an Iraqi Air Force base now in control of the British forces. Andy turned towards his good friend Corporal David McLennon "So what do you think Dave?" he asked "About our resort? I mean the food is not too bad but the entertainment really sucks." Dave said with his big friendly grin. "You know what I mean!" replied Andy trying not to encourage him, "Well, I got to be honest, I am not too crazy about going without armour, I mean every convoy I have seen as had the escort of armoured fighting vehicles or at least a bigger protection force." Andy paused for a moment before responding "Yeah well they weren't Royal Marines." they both smiled at each other before turning and leaving the tent and headed off to brief the rest of their guys.
By David Woodhead4 years ago in Serve