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It's a strange thing about writing erotica, that many readers feel compelled to write back, often with experiences and fantasies of their own. After fifteen years in the game, Penny and I have collected some fine examples, which we'd now like to share, with a few names and places altered for the sake of privacy, but all the juicy details intact. Enjoy! Peter Birch

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Publié par	Andrews UK
Date de parution	09 mai 2012
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781781662113
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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Peter Birch Presents:

Confessions Volume 1

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Peter Birch Presents: Confessions Volume 1
Published in 2012 by Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com
This book is sold subject to the condition that it shall not, by way of trade or otherwise, be lent, resold, hired out or otherwise circulated without the publisher’s prior written consent in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published, and without a similar condition being imposed on the subsequent purchaser.
Copyright © Peter Birch 2012
The right of Peter Birch to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.

Introduction
It’s a strange thing about writing erotica, that many readers feel compelled to write back, often with experiences and fantasies of their own. After fifteen years in the game, Penny and I have collected some fine examples, which we’d now like to share, with a few names and places altered for the sake of privacy, but all the juicy details intact. Enjoy!
Peter Birch

The Secret Place
I know I shouldn’t have followed her, and maybe I shouldn’t even have been looking but what can a guy do? She just looked so good, with her little round bum cheeks moving in her bikini pants. You know how it is, when the bit at the back hardly covers the girl’s bum and the material is just a little bit loose, so you can see her shape and quite a lot of bum cheeks but it’s as big a tease as it is a show. Hers was blue, and it looked so hot against her tanned skin, with her dark blonde hair and her shades pushed up onto her forehead. Oh yeah, and she had no top on, only her back was to him.
That’s why I followed her. I told myself I’d just walk along the beach a bit, not too close or anything, and once I’d got past her I’d turn around, like I’d left something in the car or something. That way I’d get to have a nice, long look at her tits without her realising I was staring. That was the idea anyway, but it didn’t work out like that. I got my look, and she was everything I’d hoped for, little firm titties with dark nipples sticking up like puppy dog’s noses, so fucking cute I could have died. She had a serious case of cameltoe going on too, and I could tell she was shaved, cause the front of her bikini clung to the V shape between her legs like it had been painted on.
Maybe I should have just gone up into the dunes and found somewhere quiet to jack off, but the back of the beach is full of gay guys cruising and I didn’t want any of them to get the wrong idea. She wasn’t taking any notice of anyway, like she was in another world, just walking along the beach, cool as a cucumber with that darling little bum going up and down in her bikini pants. So I followed, far enough behind so she wouldn’t freak out and wondering why a girl who obviously didn’t mind getting her tits out on the beach wanted to go so far along. When I first saw her we were maybe half a mile from the car park, and she just kept on going. I thought maybe she was going to go nude, and I wanted an eyeful of that like I couldn’t stop myself.
I did thinking about trying to get talking to her, but it wasn’t going to work. She was maybe half my age and just so cool and classy. Not that I’m that bad, but I could guess the sort of answer I’d get if I came on to her, so it was better to keep quiet and watch. I didn’t want her to even notice me, so I hung back a bit more, until I was a long way behind her. She just kept on, not even looking back at first, then starting to look over her shoulder every so often like she was checking nobody was following her.
I thought she’d seen me, so I stopped and sat down. I was telling myself I’d had my kicks and ought to head back, only she’d got my interest up in more ways than one, if you get what I mean, so I was going to have to cool off a bit or maybe get arrested. I went in the sea, just up to my middle, and that worked, only when I turned around again she was gone. That was weird, because the beach is dead straight for miles and she hadn’t come back and she wasn’t in the sea. She had to have gone up into the dunes, and that had to mean she was going to go nude.
I could just see it. We were well past were the gays hang out, so she’d be on her own, maybe in some little sandy hollow out of the wind. She’d kneel down and get her stuff out of the bag she’d got, a may maybe and some lotion. She’d be a bit shy at first, wanting to make sure she was really alone, and she’d just sit there, rubbing the lotion into her arms and legs and neck, then her titties. God I wanted to watch that, her creamy fingers rubbing over these two sweet little mounds, making them jiggle and perking up those little brown nipples even harder than they’d been when I saw them. That would get her going, and off would come those little blue bikini pants, to show off her bum, and more.
I really did try not to do it, but I found myself walking towards the place where I reckoned she’d gone in. There was nobody else about, not within a long way, only a few people far off along the beach. I tried to look casual, like I just happened to be walking through the dunes, but I knew if she saw me she’d know. That’s why I went slowly, checking everything out before I got any further, only she just wasn’t there.
I couldn’t figure it out at all. She’d gone in the dunes, she had to have, but when I climbed up the back I could see into all the hollows and she wasn’t there. The only place I couldn’t see was this little sort of wood with silvery grey trees, but there wasn’t going to be a lot of sun there. I’d lost her, and I felt so fucking frustrated. You can imagine. I just had to jack off, but I didn’t want to risk getting caught, so I went right up to the top of the dunes and sat down where this little path went through. I could see all around, but the most anyone could see of me would be my head poking up in the grass, and that only if they were looking.
I was just about to get the old man out when I saw something, somebody’s head, just bobbing up for a moment. At first I thought it might be her, or some gay guy come a bit further than usual, but then she pops up again. It was another girl, maybe not quite so fit as my babe in the blue bikini and still with her kit on, but good. She was coming towards me too, and I was praying she would choose one of the hollows and I see into and strip off where I could watch.
What she did was walk into the little wood. I didn’t know what she was up to, but I was pretty sure it was something private. That made me think twice, and I did tell myself I ought to leave her in peace, but my cock was telling me different. I stayed where I was for a bit, feeling guilty but horny too, before decided that it wouldn’t hurt if I took a little peep, just to see what they were up to. You see, I love looking at girls, but it’s a much bigger kick if they don’t know they’re being watched, or if they give a bit of a show by accident. I’d rather see a girl in a bikini just walking on the beach, or even in tight jeans on the street than I would see the same girl do a full on strip in a bar. Where’s the fun if you’re allowed to see it?
Down I went, to the edge of the little wood and in, going really careful. It felt great, horny and daring too, and the wood was perfect, with little twisted trees and patches of thicker stuff so I could go along without risking being seen. It was really thick too, and I saw sunlight ahead of me before anything else, which told me there was an open space in the middle. There was too, one of the little hollows like you always get in sand dunes, only with trees all round so you couldn’t see it at all, even from the top of the bigger dunes.
They were they, not just two girls, but three, my blonde babe, the one I’d watched arrive and another girl who must have come earlier, and just that first look nearly made me come in my pants. My blonde was laid out on a towel, stark fucking naked, face down, that sweet little bum she’d been showing off in her blue bikini pants bare and just as firm and round and perfect as I’d imagined. Next to her, side by side, was the girl who’d got their first. She was darker, with sort of olive coloured skin, maybe Greek or something, a bit shorter but with curves like you’ve never see, huge titties squashed out under her chest and a bum like a ripe peach, all of it nude and with her legs just a little bit apart so I got a sneaky glimpse of rear view cameltoe. The third girl was the best, not because she was any cuter than her friends, but because she was just starting to undress.
She was completely casual about it, like she was on her own in her bedroom or something, and that was what made it so horny. They already had me hard, just looking at them, and when she unclips her bra like it just doesn’t fucking matter one little bit I had to unzip. Off comes her bra and out come two round little titties, not so little actually and do you know what she does? As they come out she cups them in her hands, like she’s weighing them or something, or maybe checking them out to remind herself what she can do for the boys.
She did something for this one, I tell you. It was only cause I was hoping there’d be more to come that I didn’t come in my hand, and if there’s one thing I like better than a pair of bare titties it’s a bare bum. She had a beauty too, filling out her jeans like they’d been spray painted on. She put her hands on the button and I swear I’d stopped breathing. The button comes open, down come her zip, her thumbs go in the sides and down it all comes, jeans and panties and all, with her bum stuck out just a little bit so as she goes bare I get to see the hole between her cheeks and just a flash of cunt.
That was it, t