Saturday, 16 May 2026

Choice Tales from the Vale – (624) If you go Down to the Woods Today (Part 3)

 

Rachel Sykes was 35 years old and lived in a ramshackle cottage in the woods, which was where she was born and raised, and she was something of a recluse, she was kept on a very short leash as a child, never went to school and never mixed with the villagers.

Now she was alone and only went into Oakdale when she needed something from the shop, which wasn’t often, as she was fairly self-sufficient, she trapped grouse and rabbits and bartered with the hill farmers for eggs, bacon and milk.    

Other than that, she kept to herself and kept her distance, but she did keep a close eye on people when they ventured into her neck of the woods, especially if they were there to have sex, and she would stand in the shadows watching them and finger herself.

 

Taking a circuitous route Gary made his way around the back of where he thought the voyeur was located and he managed it because she was still staring at Anita’s sighing slutty form.

It was a tall slim woman and when he spotted her there he detected two things of note, one was that she had her hand inside her dungarees fingering herself and the other was that she was completely bald and she also appeared to be completely devoid of any hair at all, no eyebrows, arm hair and he presumed nothing down there as well, he was curious as to how or why and he thought he might ask her later once he had dealt with her voyeurism.

“Did you enjoy the show?” he asked and she jumped

“I’m sorry” she exclaimed and she tried to leave but he grabbed her free arm

“And you’re still enjoying it apparently” he said as he noticed her other hand was still inside her dungarees

 “Oh…I…oh” she stammered as she removed her hand and brought it out into the dappled sunlight and her fingers glistened

“Did you see it all?” he asked

“Yes” she replied sheepishly

“And the pissing?”

“Oh yes” she replied and couldn’t help chuckling.

“No need to ask what it made you feel” he said rhetorically.

“Jealous” she said

“What?”

“I felt jealous” she said “I am jealous”

“Of whom?”

“Both of you”

“Explain” he instructed

“I was jealous of her because she’s lost her virginity, while I still have mine and I’m twice her age” she said “And I ‘m jealous of you because I wanted to be the one touching her”

“Interesting” he mused “What’s your name?”

“Rachel”

“Well Rachel, come with me and I’ll introduce you to Anita’s ginger growler”

 

He walked her over to the fallen tree where Anita was still draped with one foot on the floor and the other leg at right angles and bent at the knee from when she shot it out sideways to prevent herself from overbalancing and with her knickers still pulled to one side and her juicy gash exposed

“It’s all yours” he whispered to Rachel who promptly knelt.

“Are you ready for some more fun Anita?”

“Definitely” she replied and lifted her head

“Good because she’s eager to eat you out” he said

“She?” She asked in alarm “I’ve nev…”

Mid-sentence Rachel’s innocent lips made contact with Anita’s spunky labia

“Never mind” she said dreamily

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