Saturday, 31 July 2021

Choice Tales from the Vale – (316) The Girl Next Door

 

The Dulcets are a collection of villages and hamlets comprising of Dulcet Meadow, Dulcet St Mary, Dulcet Green and Dulcet-on-Brooke, to name but a few, and of course Dulcet-on-Willow, which is a large sprawling village beside the gentle shallow River Willow, which runs unhurriedly from the Pepperstock Hills to the more vibrant River Brooke, and it’s in the Village of Willow where 28 year old Alex Monroe lives in the house he was born in.

His parents have retired to a Villa in the Greek Islands and the six bedroom detached house was left jointly to him and his brothers, Colin, two years younger, who lived and worked in Australia, and Greg, two years older, who owned and ran a Hotel in the Pepperstock Hills National Park, so Alex had the house to himself the vast majority of the time.

He was 5ft 11, slim build with curly brown hair and by profession an illustrator, children’s books mainly, though not exclusively and he had the summer house converted into a studio from where he can work in peace, free of distractions, the latter was particularly important as he was very easily distracted, especially by women and his distraction of choice normally came in the form of well covered peasantry, on the ample side of buxom, and he rarely strayed from his sensual menu, and he had no romantic attachments.

That is until the day he had his first encounter with Clarissa St Claire, the girl next door, who arrived at his front door, in a state of inebriation after one too many birthday drinks.

 

At the time he didn’t welcome the intrusion because she was not his normal fare and ticked none of his boxes, he liked a mature cuddlesome peasant wench, and Clarissa St Claire was anything but, she was only 18, if the number on the balloon was of any significance, absolutely beautiful, elegant, slim and petite, with a perfect Carrington Chase educated voice.

Carrington Chase being Downshire’s version of Roedean, although those in Downshire thought it was the other way around, and it was a voice that made Charlotte Green sound common.

 

However despite that, a sexual encounter did take place between them in his lounge but it didn’t go as far as she wanted it too, or as far as she planned for it to go, she wanted him to take her virginity.

Which he declined to do that night, though he agreed that he would when he thought she was ready.

 

Over the month that followed they had numerous repeated such snippets and each one helped her overcome her shyness but she was getting frustrated with her progress and she just wanted him to fuck her so she wouldn’t be a virgin when she left for University at the end of the summer, but not only that she wanted him to fuck her numerous times before then, though he was unaware about that part.

 

On her last visit she seemed more reluctant than usual but it was just her frustration at her slow progress, but very soon she was stood braced against the kitchen door, naked to the waist with her knickers around one ankle, her skirts around her waist, biting her lip with eyes closed as she had her first taste of oral sex and he had his first taste of her.

 

But the next day he had been entertaining one of his regular partners who he obliged once a month when the paper bill had to be paid and the Newsagent, Karen Askey, always liked to collect the money in person, she didn’t offer this service to all her customers, just those who liked to give their gratuities in kind, and that day she had enthusiastically accepted his donation, and after escorting his slutty Newsagent off the premises, following the consummation of her erotic buffet on the kitchen island, he watched Karen walk to her car and then returned to the kitchen to satisfy a different kind of hunger.

The act of leaving Karen ravished on the marble worktop had left him famished.

So he made himself a sandwich and took a beer from the fridge and went outside and to have his lunch on the patio and when he had drained the last drop of beer from the glass he thought it was time to wash away the morning lust.

 

He had a lovely hot shower although a cold one might have been more appropriate as he was in danger of an imminent erection because his head was so full of dirty thoughts.
Once out of the shower he realized he’d forgotten to grab a towel, so he dabbed his face dry with a hand towel and headed across the landing to get a bath towel from the airing cupboard, which was at the top of the stairs.
Alex took out a large fluffy bath towel off the top shelf and closed the door then he toweled himself down before wrapping it around his middle, and that was when he realized there was someone downstairs.

He decided to go and investigate, he hoped it wasn’t one of his buxom peasants, he wasn’t sure he had the energy.

As he reached the bottom of the stairs he could hear someone knocking on the French window, and there was a faint call of

“Hello!”
When he looked he couldn’t see anyone at first but once he crossed the hall he could see it was Clarissa St Claire who was wearing knee length blue and white striped shorts, and a pale blue loose fitting top, scooped down at the front.

“Hello gorgeous” he said walking into the lounge

“Why have you come round the back?”

“Sorry” she said, “I was out walking and I ended up by the river so as I wanted to see you I thought I’d save myself a walk”

His house was in Waterside Road but he had a back gate that lead onto the River path.

“That’s ok, no need to be sorry” he said “come in”

“Thanks” she said and put her bag down on the chair but never took her eyes off him

“So you wanted to see me?” he said

“Um yes” she replied and blushed, but still had her gaze fixed on him

“So why exactly did you want to see me?” he asked

“Oh, um well” she stammered

“Did you want more of what we did yesterday?” He asked hopefully

“No, worst luck” she replied candidly, and he looked at her quizzically

“I have my period” she said wistfully but inside her head she said

“So, no I’m not here so you can make me come so hard my knees tremble and my fanny farts”

“That’s a shame” he said and became aware for the first time that he was only wearing a towel and that her gaze was fixed on the bulge inside.

“It really is” she said wistfully

He perched on the arm of the chair and her eyes followed him and his action had the effect of accentuating the bulge even more.

“What are you thinking?” he asked

“What?” she said with alarm and looked at his face for the first time, but only briefly

“You’re obviously thinking something, so what is it?”

“Is it getting hard?”

“It is”

“Why is it?” she asked

“Because you keep staring at it” he said

“Is that all?” she asked with surprise

“Well that leads to thoughts” he explained

“Dirty thoughts?”
“No sexy thoughts” he replied “About you”

She looked at him and smiled then she asked
“Will it get harder?” returning her gaze to the site of his semi.

“You could make it harder” Alex said and Clarissa immediately stepped forward with her hand extended

“No” he said “Without touching”

His comments stopped her in her tracks, she knew exactly what he meant, she had to arouse him by other means.

Ever since their first sexual encounter when the  intoxicated nubile entered his lair on her 18th birthday he had been trying help her overcome her shyness, especially in regard to her nakedness, and every subsequent sexual event she had shown a little more of herself.

So Clarissa shuffled the few steps until she was standing in front of Alex just a few feet away, but she didn’t meet his gaze, instead she kept her eyes firmly on the prize, and it was firming up nicely as she kicked off her shoes.

Her next move was to pull her top off over her head and threw it playfully at Alex, but she was blushing crimson as she stood before him and undid her shorts, which she let fall to the floor and kicked them aside after stepping out of them.

His erection was growing as she stood uncomfortably in front of him in matching pale blue lingerie, but Clarissa took a deep breath and reached behind her and unhooked her bra and an even deeper one before she allowed the blue lacy cups to fall away from her breasts and down to the floor, and by then his cock was throbbing.

She shuffled from foot to foot and her lovely little tits jiggled in unison, and she was visibly shaking as her hands prepared to remove her pants.

“No need for that darling” he said and she looked visibly relieved

“Have I done it?” she asked and he nodded, and Alex was just contemplating his next move when she reached forward and jerked the towel open and stood back to give his erection an appraising look, biting her lip as she stared at his cock.

Clarissa flicked her eyes up and made the briefest contact with his, enough to cause her to blush afresh, but not enough to prevent her from returning her gaze to his swollen cock.

Obviously having seen it the temptation was too great so she reached out and grabbed hold of it and for the first time she took her eyes off his cock and looked at his face as she played with him, Alex  closed his eyes as she gently tugged on his swollen member but then he felt delicate soft kisses on his sensitive knob.

Which came as a complete surprise; he hadn’t introduced her to this yet as part of her shyness aversion, she was no stranger to his cock, she had wanked him off plenty of times but she hadn’t used her mouth on him, he hadn’t taught her do that.

Clarissa then flicked her tongue around his helmet in quick feather light licks and then all at once in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth and he could feel her fingers still lightly caressing his shaft and he opened his eyes and looked down just as his glistening wet knob reappeared accompanied by a sucking sound, and she looked up and smiled wickedly and then she devoured him again with her hot mouth and Alex could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she knelt on the floor and sucked on him.

Clarissa’s fingers tightened their grip on is shaft as her lips were slurping around his cock.

“Oh honey that’s so nice” he gasped and Clarissa mumbled something inaudible.

“It’s a shame she’s on” he thought, he would gladly have taken her cherry there and then, ahead of schedule or not, but it would have to either be a tit wank or, as he was already in her mouth, let her suck him off.

Alex was fast approaching the point of no return and he could tell by the lip smacking and slurping that she had already decided what she wanted to do.

He had one hand on the back of her head; fingers threaded amongst her thick ginger curls while the other caressed her bulging cheek and her fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and were tugging on him furiously.

Clarissa took one final pause for air before his saliva soaked cock slipped comfortably between her lips again and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock and snorting hard through her nose, her mouth joined the busy little fingers in the rhythmic wanking.

Alex was so close and although she was inexperienced Clarissa could sense it and she was going at him like fury,

So close, so close

“Oh Clarissa” he exclaimed, his buttocks clenched tight

Closer, closer

“Clarissa darling” he called and then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot and her eager lips sucked him dry.

“Oh Clarissa” he said and she was still grasping him and sucking and licking at the last of his hot seed, before her lips smacked one last time as her lips released his shaft.

“Was that ok?” She panted and kissed his helmet

“Oh yes darling” he replied and kissed her forehead

 

They were cuddled on the sofa beneath the slightly damp fluffy bath sheet enjoying the moment

“So, was that what you came for?” he asked

“No, not at all” she replied

“It wasn’t?” he exclaimed “so what did bring you here today?”

“No, my parents are taking me to Barcelona as a birthday treat and I wanted to see you before I went” she said and blushed

“Well you certainly got to do that” he said and she hid her face behind the towel.

Thursday, 29 July 2021

Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun – (15) It Started with a Piss

Yvonne Makin closed the traditional loss making Spa Hotel in Pangmere and opened the House of Fun, where spa treatments like Raki and Reflexology were replaced by a more exotic menu for those inclined more towards restraints, punishments and the more unusual pleasures.  

Massage was still on the menu but under the new rules they always had a “happy ending”

Saunas also still featured in the new regime, they were just much steamier than before.

In fact everything at the House of Fun was steamier.

 

Many of the staff from the old Spa Hotel business stayed on to give the new seedier trade a go, most of them merely continued in their old roles, cook’s, laundry staff, waiters, waitresses, cleaners, bar staff, housemaids, and maintenance staff.

Whereas others chose a career change and stayed on in a different capacity.

However quite a lot of the staff were new and Helen Culleton and Rob Lamb were in that category.

 

Rob was one of the caretaking staff who had worked at the Spa for 12 months and he worked most of the time in the pool and sauna suite, though not exclusively.

He was a short skinny man in his mid-twenties with bright orange hair, a pleasant freckled face and a nice smile and a really serious crush on Helen, and when he wasn’t working in the pool and sauna suite he was watching his big crush, Helen Culleton in the voyeur rooms.

Voyeurism was very popular with staff and paying guests alike and initially some two way mirrors were installed in a number of rooms for the peepers.

But they proved to be so popular that almost all of the rooms had them within a year.

Although some punters actually wanted to be in the room with the couple during the act, or the punishment, but that was very expensive, in fact, any request the deviated from the norm was extra and anything that the client “insisted on” doubled or trebled the price.

So Rob would find out what room Helen was performing in and he would make his way to the adjoining voyeur room and when he was seated and he turned off the lights he opened the curtains to reveal the wonderful scene, although he only ever looked at Helen.

But until his fascination for her began he watched a wide variety of deviances, submission, cross dressing, dominance, girl on girl, and then he saw her for the first time naked apart from black fishnet stockings, with two girls chained to a wall while she vigorously spanked them on the buttocks, from then on he only had eyes for her.

Helen Culleton was 24 years old, single and five foot one, with Jet-black hair and dark dusky skin, plump breasts and chocolate coloured nipples.

She was gorgeous and she knew it and she had used her body since the moment she realized what effect she had on men, and women for that matter, but she never had sex with the punters, she wasn’t a whore, she was a performer, stripping, erotic dancing and teasing.

Helen had earned a good living and was never short of work but when she landed a job at the House of Fun she really started to coin it in, especially when she added masturbation and pissing to her dirty repertoire.

As soon as Rob finished his shift he went in search of Helen and her delicious chocolate confections, to see what she was up to and, although he didn’t know it at the time, it was a particularly pivotal day in his life, as the main tenant of her performance that day was pissing.

He often watched Helen from the safety of the voyeur rooms through the two way mirror, safely anonymous, he would often see her outside in the corridors and common areas but he never dared to speak to her, he was far two shy.

Rob may have felt anonymous behind the glass, but she always knew when he was there, so she always gave everything.

As he looked on Helen was wearing the full school uniform, consisting of black knee length socks, a black and white plaid skirt, burgundy jacket with yellow trim, white blouse and a burgundy and yellow tie, oh and a straw boater of course, complete with matching ribbons.

She was stood with her back flush against the wall with her eyes fixed on the two way mirror and as she slid down the wall she squatted with her knees at right angles making her look like a skinny Sumo wrestler.

Helen then reached her hand down between her legs and pulled her pristine white knickers aside with her thumb, revealing her luscious black curly whiskers and then she smiled broadly as she released a jet of piss the like of which Rob had never seen before and he found it arousing, very arousing.

But what made it even more arousing was the distance she achieved with the arcing jet and its duration.

When she had finished and she had pushed out every last drop she smiled at the glass and let out a long sigh, and her customer whom she had never looked at once, creamed his pants.

Rob could well understand why her punter had lost his load because he felt his own cock swelling in his pants, so he thought that was a good time to leave.

“Make yourself a sandwich” he said to himself “or jump in the shower”
He decided a cold shower would cool his ardour the most and that way he would be able to enjoy his sandwich in comfort as he was sporting a huge erection thanks to Helen’s Olympic style pissing performance.

 

He went back downstairs to the sauna suite and had a lovely cold shower which should have been the most appropriate treatment for his condition but it didn’t diminish his arousal as much he had hoped, as he couldn’t get the image of Helen pissing out of her knicker leg out of his head.
Once out of the shower he reached for a towel but he hadn’t even got his balls dry when the door opened and two girls were standing there, it was Helen and her friend Ginny.

They had started working there together, Ginny was the younger of the two by a few weeks, five foot two red hair and pale complexion and cutely freckled.

The girls didn’t say anything they just looked at his erection for longer than was comfortable, and then as suddenly as they arrived they smiled and then they were gone again.   

After the last time he spied on Helen in the voyeur room he got a hard on so stubborn that a cold shower and being caught naked and aroused by Helen and Ginny couldn’t diminish it.

In fact it took him two wanks to get rid of the erection and the ache in his balls.

But on the day after it was business as usual when he was told there was a problem with one of the ladies toilets on the second floor.  
So he grabbed his tools and walked upstairs and then down the corridor to the toilet with the out of order sign on the door and opened it and then he stepped inside.

He checked his job sheet and saw that the problem was in cubicle three so he pushed open the door and then he realized Helen Culleton was sat on the toilet, leggings and knickers around her knees and her dress hoisted up around her middle with her thick black bush clearly visible, and she was pissing and she never stopped pissing all the time he was standing there watching her.
“Oh God I'm so sorry” he said flustered “I didn’t think anyone was in here, I am so, so sorry”
Then he hurried out of the door and back to the sanctuary of his office where he could hide his embarrassment, but as he hurried back towards his office he was surprised to find he had a substantial stalk on,
possibly because seeing Hellen pissing on the toilet reminded him of seeing her pissing in the voyeur room the day before, or perhaps it was because she was so close he could have touched her.

All the time he was staring at her bush she never said a word to him, or lost her temper, but he was so embarrassed, however when he walked back into his office he found Helen sitting on his chair and he jumped when he saw her there and he got flustered again.
“I really am sorry Helen” he said
“its ok” she said “I’m not cross with you, you’ve seen everything I’ve got already”

“That’s not the point” he said and he noticed her eyes were fixed on his cock, or at least the bulge in his trousers made by his cock and he wondered what was going through her mind.
“Is your cock always hard?” she asked with a smile
“No only when…” he began “You’re around”
“It doesn’t do that just for me” Helen said and she laughed 
“So why is it hard now?” She asked curiously still staring at the site of his erection, which he tried to stop twitching, which he failed to do.

“Dirty thoughts” he said

“Really? What were you thinking about?” she asked already knowing the answer

“You of course” he said “it’s always you”

“Tell me more” she asked with a lustful look on her face.

“Well I think about making love to you in bed, when you are naked, wriggling and squirming beneath me” he said

“You think of doing that?” she asked with raised eyebrows

“All the time” he confessed

He often thought about Helen, his wank bank was full of salacious scenarios concerning her, fondling her plump tits, fingering her juicy crack, fucking her hairy pussy and her cute arse for that matter, in fact sex of every kind, in every position, as well as Tit Wank’s, hand jobs and even noshing on her.

But he hadn’t, even in his wildest dreams, ever imagined what happened next, when she reached out and unzipped his trousers and when she had extricated his erection from its confines she grabbed hold of his cock and pulled him towards her by it and then for the first time she took her eyes off of it and looked at his face as she played with him.

Rob closed his eyes as she gently tugged on his shaft and then he felt delicate soft kisses on his sensitive knob.

This was a surprise; he hadn’t imagined her doing that, he had imagined a lot but not that, then her tongue flicked around his helmet in quick feather light licks, until all at once in one smooth slurping instant he was in her mouth.

He could feel Helen’s fingers still caressing his shaft lightly and he looked down just as his glistening wet knob reappeared accompanied by a sucking sound, and she looked up and smiled wickedly and then she devoured him again with her hot mouth.

Rob could see the bulge of his cock in her cheek as she sucked greedily on him.

Her fingers tightened their grip on his shaft as her demerara lips were slurping around his cock.

“Oh that’s so nice Helen” he gasped

“Is this to your satisfaction?” Helen mumbled between slurps

“What a stupid question” he thought to himself “of course it was to his satisfaction, was she mad?”

But out loud he said

“Oh yes”

At the point in proceedings that they had reached he would have normally have been considering the next chapter of the story, with the girls he usually had sexual encounters with.

But he was pretty convinced that it was Helen’s intention to suck him off.

What he didn’t know however was that the only reason for that was that she was on her monthly.

Rob was fast approaching the point of no return and he could tell by the lip smacking and slurping that he was right and she had already decided what she wanted to do.

One of his hands was on the back of her head; fingers threaded amongst her thick black curls while the other caressed her bulging cheek.

Her fingers were gripped tight around the base of his shaft and tugging on him furiously then Helen took one final pause for air before his saliva soaked cock slipped comfortably between her dark lips again and her mouth sealed tight around his throbbing cock, and snorting through her nose, her mouth joined the busy little fingers in the rhythmic wanking.

Rob was so close and Emily could sense it and she was going at him like fury,

So close, so close

“Oh Helen” he exclaimed and his buttocks clenched tight

Closer, closer

“Helen, Helen” he shouted and then his hands were pulling her head onto him as he shot and her eager lips sucked him dry, just as the telephone rang, which he ignored.

Helen was still grasping his cock and sucking and licking at the last of his seed until her lips smacked one last time and her mouth released his shaft.

“Was that ok?” She asked and kissed his helmet

“Oh God yes” he said and kissed her forehead

“Well that’s all you get for today” she said “But only because I’m on the rag, but once I get rid of the cotton mouse were going to do things that will make your toes curl”

“I can’t wait” he said with what could only be described as a leer and then the phone rang again which he ignored again and redressed himself with Helen watching his every move and looking very pleased with herself, which she deserved to do, it was the best blowjob Rob had ever had, by some distance, she looked like the cat that got the cream, which wasn’t too far from the truth.

He was just about to kiss her when the door suddenly opened

“There you are” Ginny said “I’ve been looking for you everywhere”

“Hello Rob, Thank you so much for the show yesterday” she added “There’s more to you than meets the eye, I shan’t ever look at you in the same way again”

Helen was still sat on his chair from where she had delivered her oral expertise and where she was still looking at Rob and Ginny suddenly noticed she had a small dribble of gentleman’s relish in the corner of her mouth.

“For goodness sake Helen, wipe that love custard off your lip babe”

Then to Rob she said

“So you’ve been a very lucky boy haven’t you?”

As Helen wiped his cum off her mouth with a tissue she went bright red, which he had never seen her do before, which made his cock twitch for some reason.

Ginny was smirking at her friend’s discomfiture, she had never witnessed her friend so embarrassed and she had known her for years

“She doesn’t do that for just anyone you know” Ginny whispered as she excused herself and said she would wait for Helen in the hall.

“You could have told me” Helen said just as the door closed then she laughed and punched him.

“I thought it was sexy” he replied as she sluiced her mouth out, so she wouldn’t have penis breath when she gave him a goodbye kiss, which she did, and it was long and passionate, before she went in search of Ginny.

“Look after him” she said stroking his cock through his trousers and was pleased to feel it was arousing again, but she didn’t know it that was the kiss or the cum on her lip that had caused it

“I’ll be back for him soon”

“He’ll be waiting” he said and then the phone rang again and this time he had to answer it so Helen kissed his cheek and left.

He didn’t see Helen for the next two days, inside the voyeur rooms or out of them, because the persistent post blow job telephone calls turned out to be reports of problems with the plumbing.

So he was kept very busy, troubleshooting the problems which he didn’t complete until 2.45am and as soon as he got back to his office he sat down heavily in his chair and almost immediately the long blinks set in.

 

Helen had also been very busy, but that was because she was a hotty and she was in great demand and she finished late as well and as her period had finished she was on the hunt for Rob.

 

She checked all around the building looking for him first checking where the plumbing issues had been and then in the voyeur rooms but there was no sign of him anywhere so she decided to try his office and if he wasn’t there she would call it a night.

 

When she got to the maintenance department she checked room by room and then she looked through the small window in his door and saw him sitting at his desk with his back to the window and he appeared to be asleep.

 

But because she had forewarned him to expect her at some time when her period was finished, in order for them to carry on where they had left off, she tapped on his window.

Though despite the fact that her visit was not a surprise she nonetheless startled him because he almost jumped out of his chair, but he then swung around so he could check out the source of the tapping and when he saw it was her he relaxed into a smile and the blood began to rush to his sleeping member.

She gesticulated that she needed him to unlock the door and he nodded his understanding.

“Did I wake you?” she asked after he opened the door “I hope you’re not too tired”

And just to indicate what he would be missing, if he were too tired, she stood by the door clearly aware he could see her, as she began straightening her clothes which culminated in her hitching up her skirt and adjusted her stocking tops.

“I’m always ready” he replied when she had finished her adjustments,

“Good” she said “Now take a seat”

The desk was already considerably clearer than it had been the last time she had been in there so it didn’t take her long to scoop the remaining clutter into one of the drawers.

Rob sat back and watched her as she moved, stretching and bending and he judged by the stirring in his pants that he was definitely not too tired.

Just as she dropped the last items into the top draw he stood up and as she bent down to place the telephone on the floor he shuffled up behind her and grabbed her arse with both hands.

Helen straightened up immediately and said

“Oh no, not from behind Mr Lamb, I want to see it coming the first time”

Helen straightened up immediately and said

“Oh no, not from behind Mr Lamb, I want to see it coming the first time”

“Whatever you say Miss Culleton” he said and unzipped her skirt before turning her around to face him.

She smiled her demerara lipped smile as he unbuttoned her silk blouse and cast it aside and then she kissed him, after which he sank to his knees and dragged her skirt down over her round hips.

“Let the toe curling begin Mr Lamb” Helen said as she stepped out of her skirt and he slipped his hands up her black stocking clad legs.

As he undressed her he noticed her skirt and blouse were good quality garments, clearly not from the costume department, they were obviously Helen’s own clothes and she didn’t buy them from a catalogue.

Her underwear was also of good quality, the stockings were sheer and the teddy was expensive silk.

Rob was impressed and not just because she was exquisitely dressed, but because she had chosen the outfit from her own wardrobe just for his enjoyment.

Helen was standing with her cute fleshy buttocks resting on the end of the desk, with her hands resting on the polished wood, as his hands reached her stocking tops and as his fingers began to un-pop the crotch of her Teddy, her hands gripped the edge of the desk.

He then pulled the front of her Teddy aside to expose her thick black curly bush and as he knelt before her pussy he leant forward and kissed her hairy lips and she murmured in approval.

Rob parted her lips with his tongue and tasted her umami tang and noshed on her juicy cunt.

As wet as she was it was obvious she had been simmering all evening in anticipation of their assignation so it didn’t take long for him to nosh her to climax.

When he stood up in front of her she was still sitting on the edge of the desk, and he quickly pulled the Teddy off over her head and just as swiftly she un-trousered his cock, and gripping it firmly she plugged him into her hot cunny and as his balls reached her labia she wrapped her skinny legs around him and hooked her ankles behind his arse and her arms locked around his neck as he fucked her hard, which is after all what she wanted from him, a good hard fucking.

Helen was no stranger to cock, but she was not as prolific a lover as people might have expected, but she was moaning delightfully as she received one delicious stroke after another, appreciating every inch of him, and the noises she made were testament to her enjoyment.

Helen released her grip from around his neck and lay back on the desk and the tone of her moaning became wonderfully dirty and she had thrown her head back and arched her back displaying her ribs as she neared the end, and her panting became erratic, her head rolled from side to side and her nails dug into his fleshy cheeks and then with a sensual scream and a satisfying shudder she cried out in orgasm and he followed her over the abyss and he emptied his lot inside her.

They stayed in that position for an indeterminate period until he withdrew his dripping stork from her tidy pussy.

“Well, was it like you imagined?” she asked between her panting

“No” he replied and she held her breath “I couldn’t have imagined that”

Helen giggled in response, in meant a lot to her that she had pleased him.

She hadn’t given herself to very many men, despite her occupation, and she wanted it to be memorable.

“So you’d like to do it again then?” she asked coyly

“Yes of course” he replied, as he pulled his trousers up as he watched her, still panting and sighing, spread-eagled across his desk.

 

“Time for me to go then” she said as she sat up

“Do you have to?” he asked

“Yes” Helen replied as she pulled up her knickers, but she had a lecherous leer on her face. “Because I want the second time to be in another location”

“Oh” he said as he watched her redress and when she had finished buttoning her blouse she kissed him and said

“I’ll be ready for round two in twenty minutes”

And then she slipped a key card into his trouser pocket.

 

When he let himself into her room Helen was completely naked and sitting in a large leather chair.

 

He nodded approval and promptly undressed before walking towards her and stood in front of her and Helen looked at him with a lascivious leer before leaning forward and taking his cock in her mouth.

As pleasurable as her expert oral attention was he wasn’t there just for head.

“I think it’s time to curl you toes again Miss Culleton” he said and extracted his cock from her mouth.

“That sounds good to me” She said as Rob took her by the hand and led her to the bed

“I hope that you understand that I’ll be on the summit” Helen said

“I will have you at any time, any position and any venue that you choose” Rob said and lay down on the bed

“Me too” she agreed and climbed on top of him

He slid his hands up her thighs and onto her tight young buttocks and as her plump brown tits hovered above his face he reached his mouth up towards her chocolate coloured nipples and then sucked on her delicious confections until Helen impaled her eager young fanny on to his swollen shaft, pumping her pussy down on his cock for another pleasurable conclusion.


The next morning Rob was lying in bed, while Helen was getting clean in the shower, waiting impatiently for her to finish so he could get her dirty again.

Bored with waiting he decided to go and shower in the other bathroom when there was a knock on the door so he slipped on his dressing gown and went and opened it.

It was Helen’s friend Ginny

“Hello Rob”

“Hi Ginny”

“Is she about?” she asked

“Helen’s in the shower” he replied

“Ok, well tell her that her 9 o’clock has cancelled” she said and added with a leer

“So there’s plenty of time for you to get on the nest again”

“Thanks Ginny, I think I might just do that” he said “Thanks for the heads up”

So he went back inside but Helen still hadn’t appeared so he went and showered himself.

 

Showered and shaved he went back into the bedroom where he found Helen sitting on the bed loosely wearing a dressing gown which gaped from neck to thigh and she was talking on her mobile.

“Really?” she said but he couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation

“Yes of course I will” Helen said

Again he couldn’t hear anything and to be honest his attention was drawn to what she was doing rather than what she was hearing.

She was sitting on the bed and absentmindedly toying with her freshly laundered pubic hair.

“Yes I’ll let you know” she said “Good bye”

“You’ll never guess what that was about” she said

“You have a cancelation so I have an extra hour in which to sully you again” he replied

“You guessed” she said in amazement

“How did you guess?” she added as she was still twiddling tufts of her black pubes in her fingers.

“Come on, how did you guess?” she asked and then she realised firstly what she was doing and secondly that he was watching, which was when she began rubbing herself quite brazenly before his libidinous eyes and his impatience was finally rewarded which was when the fun really started.

 

What a wonderful start to the day that was and they would have happily spent the whole day making love to each other but alas they both had work to go to.

 

After that first night they spent together they made love at almost every opportunity that was offered to them, but Rob still watched her perform from the voyeur rooms and then later she reaped the benefits of his arousal.

And their wonderfully rewarding sexual relationship all started with a piss.

He had been looking at her from beyond the glass as she performed and she had been watching him as he worked around the place but he didn’t make a move and she got fed up of waiting, so she set a trap for him.

It was Helen who phoned to report the fault in the ladies toilets and put the out of order sign on the door and then she sat in wait for him to appear and her bladder was fit to bust as he stepped into the toilets and the moment he pushed open the cubicle door she pissed like a horse and that was when she had him hook line and sinker.

WHEN I LOOK

 

When I look at Dawny

I get really horny

When I look at Candy

I get really randy

When I look at Sue

My loins go ooh

When I look at Sharon

I get the biggest hard on

When I look at Sarah

I just want to have her

When I look at Clair

I picture her bare

When I look at Tina

I couldn’t be any keener

When I look at Suzie

My head goes woozy

When I look at Nicki

I get a little sticky

When I look at Steffi

I get a little stiffy

When I look at Brenda

I have my own agenda

When my wife sees me look

I’m in her bad book

Wednesday, 28 July 2021

Choice Tales from the Vale – (041) Anna Bella

 

James Gardner was 25 years old and single and was what they used to call a twitcher, although nowadays they prefer to be called birders and he was staying at a bed and breakfast in Shallowfield.

A lot of avid bird watchers gravitated to the Finchbottom Vale.

He was a bit of a loaner so birdwatching was the perfect hobby for him.

He would have preferred not to be such a loaner but unfortunately he was a bit socially awkward, but mainly he was shy and liked to go unnoticed.

Which is difficult to do when you’re 6ft 4 with flaming red hair. 

On his third day in Shallowfield he was not up early but he did have an early riser.

He had been laying in his bed thinking about the incident on the previous day when he shagged 21 year old horse woman Hester Marais-Schoeman in a clearing in the Dancingdean Forest and more importantly trying to figure out when he would get to shag her again.

And it was those thoughts about shagging the girl with the horse that had resulted in him sporting a very striking erection which he had just decided he would take into the shower and deal with it.

However just as he got midway between the bed and the bathroom the maid, receptionist, waitress and all round dogs body Anna Gorska suddenly appeared at the door.

There followed a delightful interlude in which culminated in Anna screaming out in orgasm.

 

The next morning he rose late again but equally hard.

This time however when he headed to the shower to relieve his aching balls the door didn’t suddenly open and Anna did not appear.

He was already in the shower and had already given himself a couple of strokes before she joined him and on that morning he had no need to undress her as Anna was already naked.

Anna was a year or two younger than James straight brown hair and a rather plain, heavily freckled face, but lovely blue eyes, a cute nose and a thin-lipped smile.

He was in the shower and she sat down on the edge of the bath and took his cock in her mouth and teased and toyed with his erection to great effect.

Anna then stood up wearing a broad grin and leant back against the tiles and eased her small frame into the corner as droplets of water ran down her freckled skin to her pert breast and dripped off her hard proud nipples.

Anna lifted one foot up and planted it on the edge of the bath for purchase, and then the small delicate fingers of one hand combed their way through her wet pubes before descending between her hairy lips.

He watched intently and began tugging on his shaft in rhythm with her fingering until she suddenly stopped and opened her legs as far as she could, which he took as his signal to fuck her.

And he eagerly obliged as he slipped easily in between her greasy lips and his presence inside her was greeted with an appreciative moan.

With each thrust her buttocks slapped against the tiles but as he banged her and on the short strokes her buttocks squeaked like new shoes until they both came in a juddering climax.

 

Afterwards he was shattered, he had never had as much sex as he had in Shallowfield, and his legs had completely gone after a real old fashioned knee trembler.

He had to sit in the bath to recharge his batteries, he just sat there with the shower spraying down on him for about twenty minutes.

By the time he re-emerged from the bathroom, still dripping wet, Anna was already fully dressed.

“You’ve recovered then” she said and laughed

“I’ll remember that the next time you’re gagging for it,” he said in response

“You’ll still shag me though” she said and walked over and kissed him and he grabbed her and scooped her up in his arms

“Put me down you’ll get me all wet,” she protested

“That’s just how I like you” he teased and then they kissed.

But that was all they did as she had work to do.

“Well you’ll have to wait until tomorrow now” she insisted

So he put her down and she giggled as she sponged herself dry.

Then she sat down and watched him drying himself and by the lascivious look in her eye he couldn’t tell if she was remembering what she’d just had or imagining what she was going to get the next time and he knew there would be a next time.