“Fair play to my fella…he did me behind big cups!”

My, My, My! What a filthy crowd you are! And if you think this lot are rude then you better make sure you get your Sunday Sport every week because I’ve had a sneak preview and there’s a lot more to come…or should I say c*m! Since Sunday Sport invited its readers to send in their true-life sex stories their post bag has been bulging! It looks as though your readers have the best sex lives EVER and you’re not afraid to talk about it! I might just join you and tell you about a few of my own sexploits! Hayley X

"Fair play to my fella…he did me behind big cups!"

By Janice, 51, from Colchester

ON our second date my fella took me to the fair in our local park and gave me the ride of my life!

Classy, eh? Well I was only 18, it was the 70s, money was tight and to be honest, I was really up for it. And anyway, it was a way of getting some time on our own and we made the most of it, snogging each other’s faces off and having a good grope around the back of the rides.

It wasn’t long before tongue tennis and the teenage bumping and grinding of our bodies got us both overheated and we looked for somewhere with a bit more privacy.

We found it behind some big tea cups at the edge of the field. They must have been broken and moved out of the way till they could be fixed.


Behind the big colourful fibreglass tea cups I pushed him onto the ground, kissed his neck and gave him a love bite as I unbuttoned his shirt and unzipped his Wranglers.

I knew there was a good chance we’d be caught and I think that turned me on even more.

I wasn’t bothered, though, and I went down on him, sucking his long, hard c*ck. He reached down and pulled up my denim skirt and slipped a finger under the elastic of my panties and into my tight, wet minge.

Back then girls never bothered to trim themselves down there so he must have had to fight his way through a big black bush before finding my hole.

Like most 70s studs he wasn’t bothered about a few pubes between the teeth and he proved it by going down on me and giving me cunnilingus, or “a good licking out, as it was known back then.

I let him make me come then pushed him backwards and climbed on top of him and guided his lovely c*ck inside me.

I tried to stifle my moaning as he f*cked me harder and faster. Suddenly we heard a pikey shouting: “Hey you two! What are you doing?”

“Um, uhh . . . We’re wrestling”, I whimpered.

My fella just grunted and shot his muck up me.

Nine months later we had a daughter who we named Fairy to remind us of that night.

He tongued me hard on the beach

I was on holiday with some girlfriends and on the first night we hooked up with some lads from Manchester.

I was single at the time and I couldn’t keep my eyes off one guy. He kept looking at me, stealing glances and smiling shyly. He was tall with short dark hair. His eyes were deep brown and at the time all I could think about was the size of his c*ck.

We were all in this club and the boys and girls were paired off and we all wanted some holiday loving. I saw my opportunity to have some alone time with my holiday man so I took his hand and led him through the crowd and onto the balcony.

He put his strong arms around my waist and pulled me towards him. We kissed and I pressed up against him. I could feel his hardness against my belly. I broke from his embrace and led him out of the club and onto the nearby beach. It was dark and quiet with nobody around.


I wasted no time undoing his trousers and slid onto my knees, whipped out his c*ck and took him in my mouth. He gripped my shoulders and began to moan. I sucked hard and moved my hand up and down his shaft. Eventually he pushed me onto my back me onto my back, lifted my skirt and his head disappeared between my legs.

With his tongue, he moved my thong to one side and began to flick his tongue in and out of my dripping p*ssy. Before long I could take any more excitement and pulled him up on top of me. I whispered, “I want you inside me now.” He positioned his hips between my legs and gently pushed his rock hard c*ck into me.

He moaned and smiled as I took every glistening inch of him. He thrust harder and harder and I screamed with pleasure as he kissed my neck and moved inside me. We came together, and he squirted his load into me with one final thrust. Sian, 32, Bromley

Her mum, my come!

WHEN I was 23 I went out with a girl five years younger than me. Eighteen, and fit as f*ck! She lived with her parents but she’d sneak out after they had gone to bed. I’d pick her up and take her back to mine and slip her a few lengths.

One night her father was out of town and she talked me into sneaking in her room. We had been playing around for about an hour and were naked on top of her bed. I mounted her doggie style and I was really pounding away at he tight vag when all of the sudden the door opened and there stood her mother with a startled look on her face. “Oh my God!!” she cried.

I quickly pulled my c*ck out of my girlfriend, but as I did I shot a large arc of glistening jism into the air. I would have described it as beautiful under other circumstances.

My girlfriend and I both scrambled for our clothes. I grabbed my underwear and pulled them up as her mother stared at my still-hard cock. I still get turned on when I think about her mum staring at my c*ck when I shot my load. I wonder if she put it in her w*nk bank. Keith, 24, Hull




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