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.
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